The Late Bloomer

By Candice Christian

College sophomore, Chelsea, has dreamed about relationships, especially with women, she has watched through windows at others in relationships and engaged in acts of pleasure, sometime even duplicating the actions herself.

Following a rather intense voyeuristic session where a neighbor who doesn't keep her blinds closed, Chelsea finds the climax of the evening has a bigger impact on her than she ever thought possible in the form of a freakish nightmare that scares her to her core.

Getting bolder, she searches for women to meet, or to watch, and fixates on a student she knows from school. In the end, again in an exquisite release for Chelsea, but no relationship. But it makes her even more determined to ‘blossom’ around others, and have a relationship.

The catalytic moment comes when Chelsea pushed so to speak, out into the open, on a college trip to the east coast. In a cliché moment, inevitably she rooms with another girl. The girl she rooms with, Kelli, is engaged to be married to her longtime boyfriend thus causing Chelsea to lower her defenses.

Emotionally defenseless, Chelsea learns all about bi-sexuality from Kelli, which allows her to bloom into a more confident person regarding her sexual interactions. And more comfortable with her lifestyle.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tenth Muse
• Release date: Mar 20, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463465301

Candice Christian

Candice was born in Paris KY on 9 January 1988. Her parents, George Bertrand Christian, an attorney who once aspired to be an actor, and Frances Hollowell insisted that Candice and her sister Simone, be sent to a Catholic school. Candice was deeply religious as a child, at one point thought of becoming a nun.

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The Late Bloomer

Candice Christian

Copyright 2019 Candice Christian

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Acknowledgment

Cookie Lyon

Part One

I first became aware of her presence one Saturday evening in summer. She was lying in bed in her apartment, totally naked, looking at her laptop. Her body was quite pink, her pussy a darker pink.

The woman was in the opposite building to mine. Because it was a rather wide street, her apartment was far enough from me to not see her body that clearly, but that was good enough for me.

The woman appeared to be a nudist. She never tried to cover her body as she sat or lay in bed, day or night. She certainly had a body to be proud of. Not too muscular but well formed.

Today I came to have another look from my window. Sure enough she didn't disappoint me. The bed was a bit messy, as though she had been rolling about in it, but her sexy body looked all the better in it.

Soon she brushed her pussy with her finger tips. She must be watching something sexy. She put her fingers in her mouth to wet them and began rubbing herself. I was a bit shocked. If I could see her from my apartment many of my neighbors would be able to see her. I took out my camera with a zoom lens to photograph her, for my own consumption mind! Alas my zoom lens was not strong enough to give me a very big picture of her, but it was better than nothing.

She rubbed and rubbed, her hips thrusting now and then. I watched and snapped. After taking a few shots I put down my camera and half closed my window shutters. I stripped naked and got a bit of baby oil to smear some on the fingers of my right hand. Returning to the window, I watched the masturbating woman.

Her pussy had grown a deeper pink, almost red, since I last looked. My own arousal mirrored her, but I was standing while she was lying in bed. With my left hand I steadied myself against the window and with my right hand I slowly stroked and patted my pussy. I tried to synchronize with her. As she quickened I quickened. As she slowed I slowed. I applied a little saliva as she put her fingers into her mouth for more spit. Then she started tickling her nipples and