Carrie's Lesbian Encounter: Erotic Diary of a Young Woman

When Carrie was a shoulder to cry on for Gwen. It was delicious of course and we topped it off with some of Alberto’s Italian ice-cream, chocolate fudge. Yummy.

“Why don’t we have a shower. I’ve got a spare pair of pj’s you can wear, and watch a movie in bed with more Prosecco and some chocolate. Heaven!” Gwen looked at me questioningly. “You go first” I said. “I’ll get you a towel” I threw her the towel and my bath-robe. “Put that on then you can choose what pyjamas you want to wear, just help yourself, second down in the chest of draws.. I’ve even got some onesies if you want.”

When Gwen had finished I went and had a shower myself. It was a real girly day and I had enjoyed it so far. I was looking forward to the movie. A good movie, Prosecco and chocolate was my dream girlie evening. I came out and Gwen had changed into silk pyjamas, two piece, button up jacket and long trousers. I wore that when I wanted to feel luxuriously extravagant and had bought them in a moment of madness when I’d earned a particularly high amount of cash on a “Special” job for Eva.

I put my arm around Gwen and she leant into me. I put my other arm around her to and kissed her neck. She had stopped crying now and just lay there in my arms. I kissed her again “I’m so sorry Gwen. But you are here with me now so just try to forget.” Then I went to kiss her neck again but she turned her head and faced me, kissing me on my lips. I never expected this. now read on hot and steamy lesbian romance. Read in private for excitement