Winsome Morgan

When we came to an area somewhat out of sight from the rest of the party, near my friend Josie’s guest room, I stopped and looked into her eyes. She peered back. I was terrified that what I wanted to do would put her off, would offend her. I still couldn’t read her as to whether she would appreciate being kissed by another woman; yet, for some inexplicable reason I sensed she would not object. I her told how wonderful it was to meet someone like her; and that, I felt very comfortable with her.
“Yes,” she said softly,”as do I with you.”
At that point I gently kissed her on the cheek, at which point she immediately kissed me on the mouth! At that moment we realised it might be better to go inside to the guest room where we could be alone. We went inside through the sliding doors; I then closed the curtains to them. I approached her from behind and cupped her tiny shoulders in my hands and then kissed her her neck and shoulders. I gently slid the strap off her right shoulder and watched it cascade down to expose a portion of her ribby chest. There was almost no breast to speak of, only a slight swelling under a small puffy type nipple. In fact, the nipple almost the whole breast. She then turned and faced me. Staring into my eyes she then slipped the other strap off letting her dress fall to the floor leaving nothing but her panties. At first I simply stared at her. She was so thin — skinny, virtually not breasts, clearly visible ribs, pencil-thin, soft delicate arms. Her thighs were the same size as my calves and had this wide, erotic gap between them. I could feel myself getting wet. We kissed again and I touched her all over. Everything about her was soft! The tender cushion of her lips, the softness of her tiny frail arms, the ripple of her ribs beneath my fingers, and the minute tuft of breast and its stimulated nipple excited me over and over. From her threadlike collarbones to her feet she was this divine vision of gossamer beauty.
She looked at me with those big brown eyes and smiled, “So, now it’s your turn.”
She slowly unbuttoned my blouse exposing my rather small breasts.