A Lesbian Love Story

A JJ Submission

(Dear readers this is a narration of the soft love that exists between two women incase your seeking hardcore sexual action please excuse)
Hi readers, this is your JJ come back to entertain you with a steamy lesbian stuff. This happens in Chennai in fact just off the newly developed area off OMR. Two fascinating girls in their mid twenties who work for a Insurance BPO working in different shifts share a rented house. Bhagyashri & Sanjana both had looks that could kill or can I call gorgeous looking females. The narration below is the lesbian relationship that blooms between them, surely none was a lesbian a incident brings them close to each other.

Having just moved into a spacious, double-bedroom home, Bhagyashri and Sanjana settled into their new life. Bhagyashri and Devanand had been dating for over a year, and to the common person, they seemed deeply in love.

Sanjana on the other hand, suffered from a series of failed relationships with young men her age & had developed a hatred for men. On the other hand Devanand thou staying with his friends a couple of kilometers away use to visit Bhagyashri often & it looked like all three of them stayed together

It was perfect. All three worked in the same company and enjoyed life to the fullest they were known for staying up late to watch movies, or to discuss life's many mysteries. There were no odd feelings of distrust or worry between them whatsoever. All of them kept odd hours, yet always seemed to find time to visit and catch up on day to day life. On some days, Devanand would catch Sanjana walking from her room half-dressed, but usually didn't think anything about it. Nudity, or odd situations just didn't seem to affect the three.

They were all relatively normal as far as social standards were concerned. No one ever did drugs, or walk a dangerous line in any facet of their life. It was becoming a safe harbor for peace and happiness...

At least until the day that Devanand suddenly was gone.

Apparently, Dev had become unsure about his affair with Bhagyashri. Their long term commitment was beginning to unravel at the seam, and no one seemed to know this except for Dev himself. This all seemed so unlike Dev to just suddenly leave Bhagyashri like this... Sanjana couldn't understand what he was thinking to leave a woman like Bhagyashri.

Not that he belonged to a different caste had everything to do with a relationship, but Sanjana thought Bhagyashri was the perfect mate for anyone lucky enough to capture this woman. Bhagyashri was blessed with a shapely shrine of flesh.

Alluring and intoxicating to anyone who had the opportunity to gaze into her profound black eyes, her body was of robust, yet toned proportion. Full, abounding breasts... curves and features that simply made her irresistible. Her elongated, bleached black hair fell past her lower back, and was kept that way since her teenage years.

Her gloden skin was unblemished by time, or age in every way. She appeared as a silky Angel of innocence in the winter, and in the summer, she was a golden temple of sensuality and seduction-- thrilling to the eye and mind in every way possible.

Not the bulky woman most would get to see in India, Bahgyashri's body was filled with luscious curves adorning her thighs and stomach, as well as her voluptuous hind flesh. Her round, fleshy ass was shaped perfectly... her lower back dipping into her spine, her ass gently spanning outward and formed two of the most delicious ass cheeks a woman could have. And yes, Sanjana was envious of this creature.Sanjana was amazed at how little Bahgyashri reacted to Devanand's abandonment. Not the usual torrent of tears and cries, She remained calm and collected during the next few days.

Sanjana didn't want to say anything for fear it would open a door that should remain closed. At night, Bhagyashri softly closed the door, and remained inside until the next day when she had to work. It was as if Sanjana was watching her friend shift from a fun-loving young woman, to a reserved, bitter woman.Sanjana spent the next few days worrying about her friend. And, it was no fault when her mind began envisioning various erotic scenarios with her luscious roommate. Was this so wrong in aspiring to be with such an enticing women?

"Am I becoming a lesbian?" she asked herself as images of the voluptuous troso and her swarmed throughout the young woman's mind.

She had never considered herself attracted to other women before. Beth had a enticing body, full, spherical breasts that cried out for affection... healthy, savory abdomens that cried out for impregnation. It was all too much for her mind, and her senses begged for release. And at the height of her peak, Sanjana gently whispered the name that was ringing true in her ears... Bahgyashri.

The next day, Sanjana woke up early and was surprised to find Devanand moving about in the house just to take away any of his belongings that he might have forgotten and left back.

Respecting the two's privacy, Sanjana remained out of their way for the rest of the day, until she had to go to work. And then, she didn't make any effort whatsoever to bid her roommate’s lover farewell, despite her deepest desire to do so.

That night at work, all she could reflect upon was Bhagyashri.

What was she doing-- thinking, wearing?

How was she handling Dev's recent departure from her life?

Was this a perfect opportunity for her to seduce the object of her many desires, or to leave her alone for the wounds to heal.

On her break that night; Sanjana took an extra few minutes to call Bhagyashri at home, just to make sure how she was. She held her breath, realizing that the words she would utter would (now) be from a concerned lover who only wanted to cradle her wounded beauty. Her voice trembled with anxiety...

"Bhagyashri, this is Sanjana. I just... wanted to see how you were.

" She again sighed heavily, feeling the love swell beyond the limits of her soul.

"I was thinking about you. "Sanjana?" uttered a feeble sounding Bhagyashri.

"Bhagya?" replied a surprised, yet relieved Sanjana.

"How are you?" she asked.

"Okay. I was asleep." Bhagyashri replied.

"Are you at work?"

"Yea. I'm on break, and was thinking about you.

I hope you're okay.

"Sanjana was becoming confident in her speech.

She heard Bhagya in appreciation for her thoughtfulness.

"That means so much, Sanjana. Thanks... I'll be alright." said a much more relaxed Bhagya.

"You didn't deserve what he did to you, Bhagya.

What an asshole."

"He had his reasons, I'm sure." replied Bhagyashri.

Always the kind and forgiving woman, Sanjana leaned back against the wall, rolling her eyes back in her head... totally smitten with this girl."You're so forgiving. I wish it didn't have to happen to good people like you."

Sanjana said. If Bhagya only knew just how much Sanjana was falling for her.

"Do you want me to bring home anything when I get off work?" she asked, a little more energetically.

"Yea." said a flirtatious Bhagyashri.

"Bring us home a pack of your favorite ice cream, and I'll help you destroy it!"

A thin smile came across Sanjana's face, hearing the hope emerging from Bhagya's voice. Biting on her nail, Sanjana was soon fidgeting around like a teenager prepared for her first date.

"Yea?" asked Sanjana.

"Maybe a movie CD, too. What do you want to see? You name it.

""Hmmm. I don't know.

You decide." said a happy Bhagyashri."Okay." said Sanjana, realizing she had to get back to work. "I need go now. I'll see you after 11, okay? Movie CD, ice cream, and all." Sanjana said."It's a date, sweetie!" replied Bhagyashri, laughing to herself.

"Did you take your silly pill today?" asked a coy Sanjana.

"Of course! I'd rather be laughing than crying, sweetheart! Wouldn't you?" she asked.

Sanjana leaned her head against the wall, twirling the phone cord around her thumb-- hopelessly daydreaming of potential romance.

"Yea." Whispered Sanjana as the tone of her voice oozed pure devotion.

"I'm glad you called." replied Bhagyashri, in a more serious tone.

"I wanted to." Replied Sanjana."Really?" asked Bhagyashri.

"Really." Urgency crept out from under Sanjana's voice.

Bhagyashri was caught slightly off guard, but kept the conversation up beat.

"Okay, I'll see you after work. Be ready to get fat, babe!" she said as both shared a much needed laugh.

"Okay. Bye." said Sanjana as she hung up. Leaning her forehead against the wall, she felt as if she was floating in mid-air.

The last few hours of work seemed to drag along at a snail's pace, but when she clocked out, she knew that it was all over, at least for a few days. Stopping by the Spencer’s store, Sanjana picked out bucket of Cookies and Cream because she knew that was Bhagyashri's favorite. After her purchase, Sanjana made her way to the pick up a DVD to get their movie a clear X rated all women.

What would Bhagyashri of this movie she was confused as she approached home.

"Hey!" said Bhagyashri saw Sanjana walk inside."You didn't start the party without me, did you?" asked Sanjana with a wry smile on her face. She took a brief moment to let the image of Bhagyashri's smile permanately ingrain itself into her mind. Getting out from her blanket, Bhagyashri made her way over to where Sanjana stood. She noticed what she was wearing... Thin, pink chudi that barely concealed her annular ass cheeks.

"Set these down." she said as the bags softly settled onto the floor.

Sanjana's heart skipped a beat...

"What is she doing?" she thought as Bhagya initiated a tender embrace.

Perplexed, Sanjana returned the hug... She was so incredibly warm.

"Thanks for calling me. You were the only one who thought to do that.

It really meant a lot." whispered Bhagyashri into Sanjana's already trembling ear. For a fleeting moment of uncertainty, Sanjana didn't know what to do, or say. All she could do was hold her... to grasp that priceless woman whom she'd fallen deeply in love with over the last few months."

Now, let's see what you got me!" said an ecstatic Bhagyashri, almost as if she were a little girl on Christmas morning. Sanjana had kept the DVD tucked away in her purse for safekeeping, so she knew the situation wouldn't present itself at an odd moment. A radiating smile graced across Bhagyashri's gorgeous face as she lifted the ice cream out of the bag, holding it as a game show hostess would an expensive prize.

Sanjana giggled, seeing Bhagyashri mock some famous celebrity. After opening the treat, the two settled back for a night of movies, and fattening foods. It was their night to let their hair down...It was well into the night when Bhagyashri fell asleep on the floor.

Sanjana, who also sat on the floor, was fighting to keep her eyes open. Some half-witted show was on the TV, and Sanjana could have cared less. It was then the thoughts began racing through her mind... She sat up, and reached for the DVD in her purse nearby. Glancing over at Bhagyashri, who was laying on her stomach, Sanjana felt that now was as good as a time as any.

How would Bhagyashri react? What would she say? There was only one way to find out... Sanajana nervously pressed the play button, and left the room. She wanted the sounds to fill the room first... Perhaps a way to subconsciously plant the thought into the young woman's mind.In the bathroom, the smitten young Sanjana nervously fixed her hair. Gazing into the mirror, she doubted herself time and time again.

"What if I'm not good enough for her?"

As she shed her garments, she slid on her pink nightgown.

She knew pink was Bhagyashri's favorite color, and felt that it would be a nice added gesture.Walking back into the room, Sanjana saw the television still blaring. Much to her surprise, there sat Bhagyashri... gazing at the images on the screen with a look of utter astonishment. Sanjana stopped mid-pace, seeing the paralyzed object of her desire."I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have left that on." said Sanjana as she quickly shut the TV off-not wanting to be obvious about her intent. Bhagyashri gazed upward, noticing Sanjana's revealing wardrobe."It's okay.

I heard these moans and gasps, and looked up to see these women kissing." she laughed. "I've never been woken up to that before." she said as she stood up to stretch.

"It looked interesting at the store, so I thought I'd check it out. I wasn't trying to make you feel uncomfortable" trembled Sanjana.

"It's okay. Put it back on." replied Bhagyashri as she sat back down, ready to watch all four hours of the DVD."Really?" asked Sanjana.

"Why not? I've always wanted to see what it looked like." Said Bhagyashri as she fluffed up her pillow, settling in.

As Sanjana turned around, a warm smile graced her face as she happily placed the disk back inside the machine.

Heading back to the sofa nearby, Bhagyashri noticed her roommate sitting on the sofa opposite her."You can sit over here.

I don't bite." Said Bhagyashri, waving her over. Her heart skipping a beat, Sanjana did so, sitting next to the woman who held her heart captive.

Their attention went to the images displayed in front of them...The first scene was of two voluptuous, tanned brunettes bathing in what looked like an old Roman bath. Their movements were slow and careful, taking extra time to wash each inch of their bodies. A flurry of kisses soon followed, each one more aggressive than the last. The scene then dissolved into a dining area, where all they could see was a pair of oiled buttocks raised from beneath the table. Adorning the fleshy globes were an assortment of fruits and leafy vegetables, making the flesh appear to be the main course of a very special dinner. The other brunette was led in, completely blindfolded, by two other exquisite female servants.

Securing her hands behind her back, the two slaves sat her in a chair, and placed her beside the table where her feast awaited. Unraveling the blindfold, the slaves departed the room in respect for their Master's meal. Attentive to the sight, the Master leaned over, and took one of the grapes between her teeth.

Applying gentle pressure, the grape's juices burst forth, marinating the bronzed spheres below. As the juice deluged the skin, she watched as it gradually settled between the heightened knolls of subdued flesh. Parting her lips, the Master then delicately grazed the surface of the cheeks-warming the skin with her anxious breath. Her movements were painstakingly slow, but certainly appreciative.

Turning her face, she rested her cheek against the plumpness of her slave's rear. With eyes closed, she nuzzled the moistened globe with her face, slowly turning to plant a bountiful kiss upon the beloved nourishment. It was then Bhagya and Sanjana lost sight of the Master's lips, as it fell between the elevated cleavage.A gasp of astonishment came from Bhagyashri..."Total surrender. She totally gave herself to that her." remarked Bhagya. Sanjana looked at her friend with a hushed gaze of agreement as she turned the television off. Silence crept into the room as Bhagyashri still gazed at the blank screen.

An unsettled stillness saturated the room. The moment presented itself better than Sanjana had thought. If she was going to surrender herself to Bhagyashri, now was that chance."I know what she must have felt like... giving herself to her like that." uttered a poised Sanjana. She was indeed sure of herself-the thoughts, and her love.

Bhagyashri's gaze slowly shifted to the woman sitting next to her... Sharing a gaze that spoke a thousand words, Bhagya felt there was more that should be said."How do you know that?" asked Bhagyashri. With that, Sanjana gathered her convictions, and raised up before her, standing in front of her object of wanton desire. A shared look of lust was cast as Bhagyashri watched Sanjana's hands reach up to grasp the thin straps that held her nightgown on.

Bhagyashri then took notice of Sanjana's well-defined body, concealed beneath the thin material. She had looked at her roommate's features before, but never in such a manner. Bhagyashri's heart skipped several beats as she struggled to catch her breath... For once in her life, Sanjana knew exactly what she was doing, and this by all means was the moment that would define her entire existence."Because... I would totally surrender myself to you. I love you, Bhagya. I always have." As the last word escaped Sanjana's lips, Bhagyashri watched as the soft, pink nightgown drop to the floor.

Disrobed completely, Bhagyashri's expression fell void...

Never before had a woman done this for her...

Directly in front of her was a woman, young and so in love with her.

So taken that she would sacrifice all that she had ever known for just this one chance... a wager on what she felt was right.Not one stitch of clothing hung from Sanjana's flesh...

"Oh my God."

Bhagyashri uttered helplessly as she could not help to stare at Sanjana's healthy breasts. She slowly crept forward, as Bhagyashri was still motionless. What would Bhagya do? She had never been in a situation like this before, especially with someone who adored her as much as Sanjana did. Before long, Bhagya's face was directly in front of Sanjana's ripe cleavage.

Her stare was affixed on the incredible sight as an erect nipple softly brushed across her face. A defenseless moan of astonishment came from Bhagyashri as she felt Sanjana's hands clutch the sides of her face, motioning her to look up."I'll stop if you want." whispered Sanjana as her eyes still held it's command on Bhagyashri. She could stop this, right now if she wanted to. Turn her back on this moment-- this delicate, shapely woman. Lifting both her hands, Bhagyashri took hold of her fingers, threading them between her own, and with a sigh of assurance and grace, she confidently uttered..."No. I want this. I want... you."

A smile washed across Sanjana's face as her hands tightened their hold. Bhagya felt both of Sanjana's soft breasts nuzzle closer, almost enshrining her head between her incredible breasts. Unhurried, Sanjana leaned over, raising Bhagyashri's youthful face... Not a sound could be heard, or a doubt felt as Sanjana parted her lips."Oh My God." Yielded Bhagyashri as her eyelids fluttered closed.

She took a deep breath and held it as if she were dipping beneath the water for a swim. Tepid warmth gradually enshrouded her motionless mouth. No force, no urgent pressure... just warmth, just love. It was in this glowing radiance that Bhagyashri realized she was sharing her very first kiss with a female. So many thoughts raced through her mind as she felt Sanjana's lips fondle hers. For some reason, Bhagyashri let go of the breath she held in her lungs. Blending it with a moan of total and unconditional abandonment, Bhagyashri knew she was going to be with this woman for a very long time.

Their lips completely pressed together, Bhagyashri allowed herself to be swallowed whole by this female. Never before had any man blessed her with such a kiss. This was far more distinct. Minutes flowed past, yet both were not keeping count.

Eyes fastened shut, and mouths secure, Sanjana eased her tongue outward, falling into Bhagyashri's awaiting, and most willing mouth. Again, Bhagya moaned, realizing that another woman was savoring her saliva. Another woman... The thought sent an uncontrollable shudder throughout her subdued body.

Sanjana inched her mouth away briefly."I love you so much." Whispered an undoubted Sanjana. "I always have. Ever since I met you." With that, Bhagyashri briskly kissed her again, this time with unbridled pungency. Sanjana digested her fervor, and met her kiss with equal eagerness. Their lips parted as Bhagyashri burrowed her face between Sanjana's shapely cleavage. Feeling each tender breast on the sides of her face, Bhagyashri cooed her delight.

"This is so right." Her arms wrapped themselves around Sanjana's back, bringing her face deeper into the fold.

How could any woman resist such passion-- such intensity? Why did Sanjana wait so long to induct Bhagyashri into her world of indulgence? Wherever Sanjana was taking her, Bhagyashri willingly allowed her to be her chieftain. Bhagya's gaze looked upward to catch Sanjana's stare... There, tucked safely between her nourishing breasts was Bhagya's glowing face. Just as she had dreamt for so many months."You're so beautiful." echoed Sanjana.

Her maternal instincts briefly took hold, and wanted Bhagyashri to feed from her life-giving breasts. Bhagya's hands extended up to clutch each precious mound... her fingernails dug themselves into the soft flesh, pressing the masses together as her tongue extended out to savor Sanjana's flesh. Sanjana, crippled in total awe, leaned over, and rested her head atop Bhagyashri's. Her lengthy strands of hair fell about, engulfing Bhagyashri's face totally. She could hear faint, muffled moans of ecstasy rustling from the depths of her buxom cleavage.

This was simply too much as Sanjana curled her arms around Bhagya to ensure she would never leave her.The two stood up; their gaze still affixed on one another. Sanjana took Bhagyashri by her hands, and motioned for her to follow her. No words needed to be spoken, for both knew what was about to happen. They were to consummate this loving union. Sanjana sauntered backwards, still clutching Bhagyashri's soft, motherly hands.

Their gaze not broken as the two made their way down the hallway. The two were walking into foreign territory, yet together, as their entwined hands perfectly symbolized, they would discover things together, with each other... as one.The door to Bhagyashri's bedroom crept open, as Sanjana was the first to enter. She wanted to be in her bedroom since this was where her angel rested her wings at night.

This was her shrine, her temple of beauty and splendor. Sanjana was still unclothed as Bhagyashri's gaze fell down to admire her hour glass figure. That smooth, fleshy stomach... her broad, yet modest shoulders. Ample hips that could easily bear a child... Both were now in her room, still quiet. Bhagyashri then reached under her night wear shirt, and began to lift off the constraining material.

"Can I take off your clothes?" asked a somewhat bashful Sanjana.

With a warm smile, Bhagya extended her hands outward, happily granting her request. As she wove herself into her arms, Sanjana coquettishly admitted;"I've always wanted to do that. You just don't know how long I've wanted this."With her admission, Bhagyashri blushed with a telling smile."I never knew you cared for me like this. Why didn't you ever say anything?" asked Bhagyashri.

Their lips delicately brushed against each other's as Sanjana answered."I thought you would have turned me away. I was so scared." whispered a fragile Sanjana. A quick, reassuring kiss soothed the doubt away..."No. I never would do that." assured Bhagyashri. Her words were spoken softly, almost hushed in a way. "But I'm glad you finally told Me." Said Bhagya as she followed with a devoted kiss.

"Really?" asked Sanjana as she leaned her head back, exposing her bare neck for Bhagyashri's delight.

Her lips anchored themselves upon her luscious flesh, moaning an intangible response of "Yes". Bhagyashri's hands reached up to hold Sanjana's shoulders in place as she eased her back. Sanjana stretched her neck back, letting her curled, elongated locks dangle freely behind her.

She was in total rapture... The woman she had so long desired and secretly loved was now sowing bountiful wet kisses upon her neck. She just couldn't believe that Bhagyashri had accepted this. How fortunate could one be?Bhagya poised herself back, standing straight as Sanjana's hands tumbled down Bhagyashri's side, still enveloped in a vigorous kiss.

Her fingertips clinched the bottom of Bhagya's night shirt as Sanjana unwillingly broke her kiss to watch Bhagyashri become completely unveiled. She so wanted to see this shrine of complete beauty, total magnificence in every way imaginable. Her abdomen was the first to feel the brisk air as the heavy material lifted up.

Sanjana whimpered as she saw the body being totally unsheathed. Bhagya willfully lifted her arms above her head as Sanjana inched the shirt along, now revealing the fullness of her deserving breasts."Oh, Bhagya." Sanjana whispered faintly as her senses were flooded with the view.

As Bhagyashri's lengthy hair lifted along with the shirt, Sanjana quickly glanced to take in the full vista of her womanly outline. The way the curves flowed upward into her stomach, bending into her top half that retained her breasts. Her breasts were so full, quite a generous serving for whomever was fortunate enough to claim Bhagyashri as their lover. Her skin was flawless... no sign of any imperfections whatsoever.

Sanjana thought Bhagyashri had larger breasts than she did, but now she was convinced they both had equal mass. And her areolas... they were perfectly placed on the top of her mounds, as if it were like a Chocolate to Kiss. As the shirt made its way past her wrists, Sanjana felt a sudden whisk of cool air sweep across her face, coming from Bhagya's black locks settling across her now bare shoulders.

The fragrance of her hair filled Sanjana's nostrils as she shivered in ecstasy. Quickly letting go of the shirt, Sanjana's face suddenly was void of all expression as the two suddenly fell into a profound stare. Taking hold of each other's hands, Bhagyashri watched as Sanjana slowly knelt in front of her.

For a fleeting moment, Bhagyashri thought she was to ask her hand in marriage. At least that's what most do, and if Sanjana had asked that, Bhagyashri would have joyfully said yes-- although she wouldn't confess that secret as of yet. All Bhagyashri could do was watch Sanjana as she inched closer to her body. There, directly in front of her was Bhagyashri's creamy abdomen. Every inch of Bhagya was susceptible to Sanjana's deep appreciation, yet her stomach held its command on her.

She watched with reverence as Bhagyashri took in each breath... Raising her palm, she rested the flat of her hand upon Bhagya's toned skin. Closing her eyes, she brought her lips closer, gently kissing Bhagyashri's supple skin. Gingerly, she then pressed her cheek against her stomach, gasping as she did.

For Sanjana, nothing would give her greater satisfaction than to crawl inside her womb, becoming reborn in Bhagyashri's shining wake. She loved her that much. And it was her womb that Sanjana felt most comfortable next to. It glowed with fertile opportunity in so many ways.Her hands fluttered up along Bhagyashri's freshly shaven legs to her waist, gripping the elastic band that held the pink night pants.

With a sensitive nudge, she motioned Bhagyashri to turn around for her, so she could attest that the riddance of the flimsy cloth would reveal two of the most mouth-watering ass cheeks she had ever seen. At certain times, Sanjana would sneak a quick glance at Bhagyashri bathing, and it never ceased to amaze her that her eyes would always saturate themselves with Bhagyashri's splendid backside. There was no longer the walls of secrecy and concealment of her hunger.

Now, as she gently slipped the elastic band past the summit of Bhagya's globes, she sighed, finally at ease with herself, and her powerful feelings for Bhagyashri.

Sanjana noticed how the snug material seemed to press into the fleshy skin. With each hand on Bhagyashri's side, she delicately lowered the pants passed the width of her hips. Releasing her fingers, she felt the fabric fall around Bhagyashri's ankles. Now, directly in front of her was Bhagyashri's ass... unblemished, and immaculate.

"You're so beautiful, Bhagya" remarked Sanjana as her grateful fingertips grazed each supple cheek.

"Your ass... it's so wonderful.""Yea?" inquired Bhagyashri as she looked behind her right shoulder to see the spectacle.

"Oh God yes." answered Sanjana in defining awe.

Her lips quickly divided themselves as she drove her face into the thickness of Bhagyashri's right cheek, sealing a moist kiss upon the sacred skin."Oooh." replied Bhagyashri as she felt Sanjana's tongue upon her flesh. "No one's ever kissed my ass like that before.

""No one's ever loved you like I love you before.

"Sanjana quickly placed another kiss upon a different portion of her ass.

Warm, thick saliva coated the area where her initial kiss was, and it was all Sanjana could do from not going completely mad, devouring her entire ass. Bhagyashri leaned forward, arching her back slightly so that Sanjana could easily relish more of her.

Bhagyashri's eyes clamped shut as she felt Sanjana's torrid breath cascade over her well rounded spheres."Uhmmmmm" was all Bhagyashri heard as she knew Sanjana would appreciate seeing her hunched over.Sanjana couldn't say a thing since her mouth was absorbing itself amid the savory cleavage of her ass. Suddenly, Bhagya felt her back off. Looking around, she saw Sanjana on her knees, trying to collect her senses."Oh my." she sighed. "I can't have too much of a good thing." Said Sanjana as she stood up.Bhagya turned to meet her in an irrefutable kiss.

Bhagyashri held Sanjana's head in her hands as she purred with affection."Make love to me, Sanjana..." uttered Bhagya as she planted several wet kisses across her face, and forehead.

"Make me your woman. I want to be yours."Tears nearly seized Sanjana as she heard Bhagyashri express her unconditional oath. With urgency, Sanjana's arms grasped Bhagyashri's frame, thrusting the both of them backward onto Bhagyashri's mattress. Bhagya's hair flattened out upon the comforter as yet another kiss beguiled the young woman. Sanjana was atop her as her arms still held its grasp.

Bhagyashri was taken by her frenzy, but was reassured as Sanjana's moans of bliss echoed throughout her ears.Their kiss was unmistakable. Their bond was flourishing with each passing moment. The slurps of their wet kisses filled the room as tongues intermeshed, lips quivered in wonder... A tear inched out of Sanjana's eye as phrases and expressions of love were exchanged.

There were no hurried or rapid movements on this night. Every ounce of Sanjana's existence was poured upon Bhagyashri. Arms were stretched, muscles were massaged, and knolls of flesh worshipped in various ways...

The two women left no stone upturned. Bhagyashri had never thought much about being involved with a woman until this night. Never before had she believed that another woman could carry such relevance with another. Admittedly, she assumed the role as the submissive one during the early hours of the night. But as the night handed over its authority to the early morning, Bhagyashri was transformed into a woman of boldness, a woman of unbridled seduction... she had become the enslaved torso of Sanjana's heart and soul.

And before the two collapsed from exhaustion at 6 am the next day, she was fully convinced that she had fallen deeply in love with her roommate. As Sanjana drifted off into sleep, lying upon Bhagyashri's left breast (she found that she fancied listening to her heartbeat), Bhagyashri gently woke her to express her feelings. Her drowsiness quickly faded away as the two sealed their union with a kiss, along with several tears of joy and serenity.

The days and weeks that soon followed were wonderful. Sanjana had moved out of her old bedroom, and moved into Bhagya's, leaving it as their guestroom. Bhagyashri soon ordained that her bed was now "our" bed, and even her language changed. Her expressions now consisted of "us", or "we". Pictures of the two soon decorated their house as the romance blossomed into a passionate, life-long love affair. Everything they did, they did together as a couple. They didn't care what others thought as they openly showed their affection in public.

Sanjana loved to buy Bhagyashri anything that had the color pink in it. They were always exchanging love cards, notes, anything to remind the other of the love in their hearts. When Sanjana had to be at work before Bhagyashri, she would always leave love notes on the mirror in the bathroom. And on the days when Sanjana woke up earlier, she would sit beside their bed, and gaze at the well-defined muscles in Bhagyashri's back. She loved running the tip of her ring finger along her spine. And, on occasions, Sanjana would wake Bhagyashri by engulfing her moist tongue in the furrow of her breast. It was irrefutable.

Their souls were forever fused together by an undeniable love. They continued to live happily ever after.