The Chronicle's of Laura - Helen - finale

The rest of the day passed in a blur, I somehow managed to get home but I don’t know how. I dreamt of Arabella and the woman in the mask making love to me at the same time in my bed, but when I woke up in the sweat-stained sheets, I was alone. My breasts felt so sensitive as if my nipples had been sucked for hours. My pussy was still leaking dream cum, and I had a pleasant ache in my rear as if some phantom lover had used me for their pleasure. I was so exhausted I pulled the wet sheets up to my neck and went back to sleep.

..... there are things you need to remember, they are your thoughts once you hear them, listen ….

I woke up the next morning, remembering everything I had been through, all the things Arabella and I had been forced to do to escape. Every deliciously erotic lesbian act we had done on each other. The memory made my body tingle as I relived the moments again. I had to get in touch with Annabella, her life was in danger unless I could turn her back into a lesbian. The thought that Annabella and Arabella looked so similar popped into my mind again, and reason told me it was just a coincidence.

..... if she has blonde hair, it cannot be Annabella

I dialed Annabella and the phone rang without response, for a moment I was scared something had happened to her, but then I remembered the opportunity to turn her into a lesbian had not expired so she was still safe. I grabbed my things and rushed to her apartment, and I was so relieved when she answered the door. The minute I saw the slim brunette I knew she couldn’t be the slim blonde who had sucked and fucked me yesterday.

“Hello Helen, how nice to see you, this is my friend who came over to show me a new dress she had bought.” A redhead in her mid-20s came out of her bedroom fastening up her blouse.

“Oh, hello I’m sorry to interrupt. I just needed to see Annabella on an urgent matter.” I said to the girl who walked past me as if I was invisible.

“That’s ok she was just leaving, same time tomorrow honey,” Annabella said to the girl before they had a straight girl kiss with lots of tongues, and then the girl left pulling the door closed behind her, leaving me alone with Annabella. I was so worried I just blurted it all out.

“I had to see you Annabella, I made a mistake allowing you to be cured from being a lesbian, there is nothing wrong with being one, I need to turn you back.”

Annabella was wearing a fluffy white robe which barely reached her wet quim. The thought of her inviting gash hiding behind the fluffy wall had my juices flowing.

“But you can’t, I am attracted to men now. I don’t think I could be with another woman anymore.” She gave me a shy smile and I knew it would be difficult to convert her.

“Will you let me try, I feel you have been mistreated when you haven’t done anything wrong.”

“Well, you can try, but I can’t remember any of the things lesbians do, you are going to have to teach me from scratch.”

“I am not very experienced either but please let me help.” I sounded desperate but I had to convince her this was for her good, every woman needed to embrace their lesbian side.

“Well, if you want to do we start?”

“Maybe if we do some straight girl kissing and then I can kiss your neck during it?”

…., a firm kiss on the mouth is natural between straight girls.

“Let’s start there. I said and walked over to her, holding her in my arms so she could embrace me, and we straight girl kissed her for several minutes with lots of tongues, before I broke off and nuzzled her neck, planting gentle kisses on her soft skin.

“That feels tingly in a nice way maybe do that a bit more and give me a love bite on my neck.”

…., a love bite is a mark to claim your lover and show others she belongs to you.

I kissed her neck sucking deeply until I saw a red mark when I finally released my lips and moved away. That would turn into a nice love bite to claim my lover and let other girls know she belonged to me.

“How do you feel after that?” I asked feeling a little giddy at the excitement.

“No change yet, maybe we can do some more straight girl kissing and you can feel me up.”

“That sounds like a good idea.” We kissed again deeper and longer and I ran my hand over the back of her head, through her hair, down her back, and caressed her arse as my other hand felt her firm tit through the robe.

I felt naughty. “Let’s do it again and you copy what I did.”

“Yes, it feels lezzie.”

We kissed again and this time I felt Annabella’s hand squeezing my arse, we kept kissing with hands running up and down each other’s backs until I had to break for air.

“How do you feel?”

“That felt a little lezzie, maybe do it once more, but this time you can undress me and lead me to my bed.”

“Yes, that’s a good idea.” We kissed a third time but this time I turned it lezzie by feeling her breasts and then undoing the ties on her robe and slid it off her body revealing her bra and panties. I reached around and unclipped her bra and then I pushed her panties down until she could step out of them. We kept kissing as I undid my jeans slid them off and pulled my t-shirt over my head, but she stopped me from discarding my underwear.

“If I am going to turn back to being a dyke, I should probably remove your bra and panty with my teeth.”

She leaned her head forward and licked my nipple through my lemon-lime-colored bra, the wetness emphasizing my hard nipple. She put her hand on my shoulders and turned me slowly and I felt her mouth at the ties to my bra before it fell from me to the ground. She turned me again until I was facing her and kissed me then kissed down my front until she reached my damp panties and ran her tongue over me feeling my juices soak through for her to suck. It felt so good I was disappointed when she stopped until I felt her mouth tug on the ties and my wet panties dropped down.

We moved onto the bed still kissing and I slid my hand down her stomach, feeling her wet slit open to my fingers, and started to slide them in.

“Oh, that feels like something lesbians do.” She moaned, adding. “Will you talk to me as you do it say lezzie things.”

“If it helps yes, I can do that.”

I kept my fingers in her oozing cunt and brought my lips to her nipple, licking and sucking as I used my other hand to cup her breast, I felt her nipples harden and realized it was starting to work.

“You like me doing that? I love touching and kissing girls and fingering their cunts.” I hoped my sexy chat was turning her on.

“It feels kind of lezzie, and when you tell me you love being sexy with girls it makes me want to be a lesbian. Do some more act sexy and seduce me, baby. Convince me you’re a lesbian so I believe you.”

…., girls who do lesbian things must be lesbian.

I did some more trying my best to turn her back to a lesbian, dipping my finger into her oozing gash as if I was raiding the honey pot.

“I love your honey pot.” As I sucked my finger.

“Oh my God that is the most lesbian thing I have ever heard you must be one at heart.”

…., girls who do lesbian things must be lesbian.

I knew then I was a lesbian and I brought my mouth to her pussy and started sliding my tongue to get the honey lapping up as much of her love juice as I could.

“Oh god honey you know how to lick my cunt out; baby I think it’s starting to work.”

I tried harder trying to reach deeper with my tongue and then had the naughty thought to slide my finger up into her love bud.” She groaned out loud.

“Mmmm baby stop a minute, let me try sucking your tit too.”

I fed her my nipple and felt her lips clamp around it sucking it to a hardness I had never experienced.

“Oh, Annabella that’s so hot.” I panted the words out.

She stopped and looked at me with a lovely smile.

“I don’t know if I want to be a lesbian if it means you hate me once you get married to my brother, I don’t think I could live without you.”

“I won’t hate you I promise I understand that being lesbian is ok now.”

“But you won’t want to see me again my brother won’t let you; I’d rather stay straight than lose you.”

“You won’t lose me; we can still see each other once I’m married.”

“But you won’t want to have lesbian sex with me if I turn lesbian, I will need sex several times a week, it will mean cheating on your husband, sneaking around so we can fuck each other behind his back, constant lies so you can slide into my bed and fuck me, are you prepared for that?”

“I will still meet you and have sex I promise.” I loved her so much I couldn’t give her up.

“Oh, you promise darling? I can fuck you whenever I want? even at your home in your bed?

“Yes, I promise.” She slid her fingers into my pussy.

“We can still meet and have loads of lesbian sex, even on the morning of your wedding.”

“We can I promise.”

“Oh darling, do you mean it, will you wear my wet panties under your wedding dress as a sign of our lesbian love?” her fingers pumped me faster.

“Yes, anything I promise.” I was on the point of climaxing.

“Then darling fuck me and turn me gay, make me your lesbian lover. In the drawer is my old strapon, wear it and fuck me back to lesbianville.” She thrust her fingers and I felt myself gush on them.

I hurried over to the drawer and took out the strapon, it looked very similar to the one Arabella had used on me. I fastened it and got back onto the bed and lay on top of her, guiding it into her tight twat.

“Mmm darling, fuck me slowly and tell me you’re a naughty lesbian who loves fucking girls. I am almost a lesbian.”

I tried to remember what lesbians would do to each other and thought back to Arabella fucking me with this long plastic cock, so I leaned in for a kiss as I thrust, watching her smile as it slid in, feeling so powerful fucking the lover I had claimed.

“I am a naughty Lesbian who loves fucking girls.”

“Yes, my dykey sister-in-law, we are going to fuck so many of your wedding party, tell me all about your matron of honor to start.” I slowly fucked her with the toy happy when she spread her legs to let me thrust in further.

We spent the next two hours fucking as I told her about all the girls on my seating list that might interest her.

I left after showering and made my way home, looking forward to the morning of my wedding, tricking all the girls Annabella had chosen into visiting her apartment with me.

Wedded life was going to be so lovely.