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Allison

Illustrated True Stories with Jennie:

Allison

And when the planet hit the sun
I saw the face of Allison
Allison, Allison, Allison, Allison

Allison ~ The Pixies

This gif reminds me of my last gf before Anne and I became a real thing. We were roommates in a small one-bedroom apartment, and very casual sexually with each other at this point, but not a couple. I was going "full lez" at this point, whereas she didn't consider our sexual relationship anything other than just physical relief while in grad school.

Anyway, Allison. Me and Allison had been dating for about 8 weeks, and on one of the last of our dates we came back to Anne's and my apartment tipsy. Anne was watching tv -- Adult Swim, but I couldn't tell you what specifically. We smooshed onto the futon together. After while, Allison and I got rather touchy-grabby. Anne left for the bedroom, leaving the two of us alone. Anne liked Allison a lot more than my previous ex, but I guess she figured she was being courteous by leaving us alone.

A short while later, I don't remember how it happened, but I'm on my knees eating out a naked Allison. Now, Allison had the most picture-perfect pussy I've ever seen in real life (sorry Anne, but you've seen it too. Don't argue.)

Her thighs are on my shoulders, her feet pressing me into her, my tongue rubbing against her clit... She cums. I get up and kiss her. She starts rubbing me...

Like this, but less pronounced mons, and much better skin.

Back to Anne and me -- our relationship at that time. When I say "casual sexually", it was like every 2-3 days when we weren't with anyone else, and nothing when we were. Anne, like I mentioned, was in grad school, so she didn't have time for a sex life. I was her sex life, when I wasn't dating someone else.

I was nibbling on her ear as she fingered me, and I whispered something like "Let's make it a threesome." Allison, despite being a very pretty petite blonde, was also very self-conscience, submissive, and needed constant validation. (Her mother abandoning her in the States when she was 16 to go back to Canada might have had just a teeny bit to do with it.) She wouldn't have said no, no matter what I suggested. Not that I would've suggested anything more, really.

Me and Allison were already naked, though.

We walk into the bedroom. Anne thinks she's being sexiled. I don't know if we said some magic words, or Anne was just worked up too, or she wanted it too, be it happened.

We had sex. Everyone was touching everyone. Allison was only the second girl Anne had ever been with (and I think this went a long way in helping her come out too.)

Now to why the pic reminded me of it, apart from the blonde girl looking a lot like Allison, but normally that wouldn't be enough. An old song I heard recently brought memories of Allison back to my head, otherwise I wouldn't have thought about relating that pic to her. No, it actually wasn't Allison by the Pixies -- the song quote at the beginning (which is actually about Blues great Mose Allison). It was Serve the Servants by Nirvana, which until I was with Allison, was just the lead track off In Utero and nothing more.

During the threesome, I remember one point in IMAX detail, we were in a position very similar to the pic (albeit on a tiny twin bed, lol). Allison was fingering me, but I was lying on Anne, wrapped in her arms, kissing her and staring into her eyes. In that moment, I realized I didn't really care about Allison like I did about Anne. It was Anne, not Allison my girlfriend, who I really wanted to be with.

We all ended up asleep together on that tiny twin. I work up first, to find Anne on her back, and myself and Allison on either side of her and kinda on top of her. I went to the kitchen to make tea and pancakes for everyone. But before I left the bedroom, I did do something devious: I moved Allison's free hand so that it was on Anne's pussy. I guess I was hoping that they would start something without me, and that this could be a regular thing. Alas no. It was not to be. I broke up with about Allison about two weeks later.

Let's face it. If I actually had that body, I actually would be doing high-end porn.

Everyone likes pancakes.

Notes:

- This is a retelling/reformatting of a post from my original blog. That post is here. Go follow @jennie, too.

- Although the events are real, all pictures are not of us (or my pancakes) and are for illustrative purposes only.

- I'm trying something new with the formatting. I hope the table flow formatting works correctly. For best results, view on desktop at talesbyjennie.

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