The Seduction of Kathy

I am a 36-year-old married bisexual woman. I have been attracted to women for as long as I can remember. I would like to tell you about my first real love affair with a woman.

When I was, 15, I had a crush on my girlfriend who was 17. I thought about her and thought about kissing her, constantly. One afternoon I asked her, if she would show me how to kiss so that I would know better how to kiss a boy. She reluctantly agreed.

I put my arms around her and held her close. Our lips touched. It was very exciting for me. My lips parted and I stared to probe her mouth with my tongue. At the same time, I squeezed her butt and my hand started to explore under her dress. She freaked out and left. We never talked about it, again. However I thought about it many times, over the next few years.

I lost my virginity to a boy, when I was 17. It was a little painful and not very fulfilling. I found myself growing more and more interested in women. In fact, every time I pleasured myself I would fantasize about making love with another woman. (And still do.) I lusted after the women in "Cosmo" and other women's magazines. I didn't have the opportunity to act on my desires for many years.

When I was 22 and in college, I had a very strong crush on my math teacher, Ms. Julie Smith. She was tall, about 5'9" short brown hair, deep brown eyes, very athletic, with full pouty lips and firm small breasts and a gorgeous ass. It was rumored that she was a lesbian.

I tried flirting with her every way I knew how. I looked deep into her eyes and smiled every chance I got. I let my skirt hike up and crossed my legs provocatively. I wore tight sweaters and tight jeans. Sometimes, I would come to class without a bra, showing cleavage. NOTHING seemed to work. I sort of gave up on it. I passed the class with an A minus.

Just before the start of the next semester, I met Ms. Smith walking across the campus. She smiled and walked over to me and said, "Hi Kathy." She put out her hand to shake mine and our eyes met. This time there was a spark of desire and recognition as she squeezed my hand. She asked me if I would like to go to a small dinner party that she was having the following Friday. I told her I would love to!

All week, I was in heaven but, worried about what to wear. I chose a long black tight skirt with a white silk blouse. A small gold pendent accentuation my cleavage slightly. (I am 34C) I put on my favorite perfume, Maha.

When, I arrived at her home at 6:30, there were already two couples there. All women. One was an obvious butch lesbian with a very fem girl friend. The other two women were older and had been living together for along time. A short time later another couple arrived both were young and very attractive women, recent college grads. They came holding hands and during most of the evening couldn't seem to keep there hands off of each other.

I was very nervous early in the evening but, after a few glasses of wine, I felt very comfortable with these women. They were very nice, although I did sense a lot of sexual energy in the room. We talked about music, the theater and politics.

Julie cooked a delicious dinner. She asked, "Who wants dessert?"

Joey, the butch lesbian giggled and said, "I think, Julie wants Kathy for dessert."

I blushed and Julie got a little upset.

Soon, we finished dessert and coffee. As we walked into the living room, I noticed the two young women kissing passionatly in the kitchen. It looked very sensual and erotic.

In about an hour, the women left and Julie and I where alone.

Julie said, "Come hear and sit with me on the sofa Kathy." She patted the sofa next to her. When I sat down, she immediatley took my face in her hands and kissed me fully and warmly on the lips.

She said, "I've wanted to do that from the first moment you walked into my class. You used to drive me wild with desire but, I have a rule not to date any of my students." Then, she kissed me again more passionatly.

I melted into her arms. Her tongue probed deep into my mouth as her hands started to explore my body.

"Kathy, I am in love with you. I want to give you pleasure as only one woman can give another."

Julie took my hand and lead me into the bedroom. As we entered the bedroom, she turned to me and we kissed again. This time she held me close and thrust her hips into me and squeezed my butt playfully. We stood there kissing and swaying slightly.

Julie whispered, "Let's get more comfortable." Then, she started to undress.

I slowly removed my clothes as I stared at her. She had a fantastic body, a small waist and perky breasts with dark aereolas. Her mound was shaved. I had never seen a woman with a shaved pussy before.

Julie gasped and said "Kathy, you are gorgeous!" She took me into her arms.

I felt her soft skin and firm body press to me as we kissed. I became delirious with passion.

Julie took my breasts and cupped them in her hands looking at them lovingly. She leaned down and kissed first one then the other. She concentrated on one nipple sucking it slowly into her mouth while her hand caressed my mound. Her finger found my clit. She touched and rubbed it, while she sucked my nipple. It was like an electric shock! My knees almost buckled as I shuddered with a powerful orgasm.

Julie stepped back and tasted her fingers. "Delicious Kathy... and you are my dessert." She gently pushed me back on to the bed.

We kissed and I felt her fingers enter my vagina. I pushed my hips into her hand letting her "fuck me" with her hand and fingers as we kissed. Her head moved slowly down my body, her tongue drawing wet circles on my stomach.

I looked down and saw her head lovingly between my legs. I felt her gently suck one of my labia lips then the other. Her tongue darted in an out of my vagina. She licked and sucked my clit hungraly. I started writhing and squirming under her. I was panting and moaning very loud. I felt her middle finger enter my vaginal canal and she stroked the inner front wall of my vagina sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. (I later discovered this was my "G" spot.) Her mouth found my clit at the same time and she licked and sucked. I screamed as I had a mind blowing orgasm. I took her head and ground my pussy into her willing mouth. My breath was coming in panting gasps.

"How can I please you Julie!!!" I asked her.

"You just did my dear. This night is for you. It gives me great pleasure to love you like this."

We kissed and cuddled for awhile. I touched her soft smooth wet pussy. I loved the feel. She put a pillow under my butt and spread my legs wide. She mounted me, her clit touching mine. She started to grind into me, her hips thrusting, our labia and clits rubbing against each other. She was fucking me! She kissed me almost frantically just before she climaxed!

Julie moaned "I love you, I love you, I love you." This triggered another mind numbing orgasm for me. I wraped my legs around her as we basked in the warm glow of post sex. She whispered into my ear, "I love you Kathy." Afterward, she held me close and we drifted into a peaceful sleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night. I was a little disoriented. I reached over and touched her, my lover. She turned over with her back to me her butt snuggled against me spoon like. I wanted so much to kiss her pussy.

I reached around and cupped her breast and caressed and played with her nipple until it became firm. I stroked her thigh. She snuggled closer her legs parting. My hand caressed her warm smooth pussy. I loved the feel of her. I inserted a finger between her labia lips and explored. She started to breathe faster. My finger found her clit as she shuddered. I wanted so much to kiss her there, to taste my lover.

I moved myself between her thighs and gently kissed her labia. I loved the feel of her soft warm labial lips. I parted them with my fingers and licked them, slowly. They became slippery with her love juices. I sucked each one into my mouth as she had done to me earlier. She tasted musky. I learned to love that taste. She started to moan. I flicked the tip of my tongue over her clit. Her thighs trembled.

Julie whispered "Kathy, turn around and get on top of me. I want us to cum together."

As I turned around and lowered my pussy to her face, we were in the classic "69" position. I instantly resumed my kissing, licking and sucking at her sex. I felt her hands on my butt cheeks, pulling me to her mouth. We both sucked hungrily and lovingly on each others clits until we both had a very strong orgasm almost together. We cuddled together this way for along time, lovingly kissing and licking each other. I felt very natural and really enjoyed making love with this woman.

The above was the beginning of a 6 months relationship. Julie was a fantastic lover, who taught me about love and sex between two women. We went to lesbian bars, the theater and movies together. The relationship ended badly. She became insanely jealous and possessive.

I went a little crazy for the next year and became very promiscuous with both, men and women. I finally settled down and eventually dated only men. (I think I was in denial) I have been married for 7 years now. I have had one two-year affair with a married girl friend but, that is another story.

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Susan and Priscilla

You guys know me from before, my name is Susan and I have a roommate that her name is Carmen, you know that we have had very good times together but I am the star in this story and she doesn't even know this happened, if she knew, she would feel jealous, so don't tell her.

Carmen had left on a business trip and the day before I gave her a super farewell intimate party, we ate pussy like crazy and she couldn't even wake up from bed the next day, that's how tired I got her!!

The very next day Carmen left a beautiful brunette with blue eyes and shapely body knocked on my door. I was naked playing with my vibrator and when I went to the door and saw that beauty I put on a very sexy nightgown, although it was like 2:00pm.

I opened my door and asked her how I could help her and she told me that she was Priscilla, the new neighbor and wanted to introduce herself to all the neighbors. I looked at her from top to bottom and I told her, oh, hi, my name is Susan and I also have a roommate who's on a business trip and her name is Carmen. But you'll meet her later. Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee, I asked. She looked at me and said, no, I guess I woke you up; I don't want to be inconsiderate.

I said, girl, no, I'm in these clothes because that's the way I like to dress at home. By the way let me tell you that she had on a very long skirt and a long sleeved super covered blouse, but she looked fantastic with her small but firm breasts and her tiny waist and big and rounded but. So she said, it's ok, I'll take a tea instead, and do you have tea? I said, yes don't worry come in.

She came in and we sat in the kitchen meanwhile I was preparing the tea. We talked about everything and soon enough we discovered that we had a lot of things in common. I also noticed that she was a very smart and educated girl. Knowing that she was educated and smart made me even more aroused, but I couldn't figure out what her preferences were.

But, surprise!! She kept looking at my body and I started getting suspicious. I asked her, do you have a boyfriend, lover, husband, girlfriend or what? She said, I'm single and want to keep single. Men have been so terrible to me that I don't want them around ever!!! I understand, I said, women are more comprehensive and caring, have you tried a lesbian relationship? Oh no, I'm homophobic!!! I don't want to have anything to do with lesbians!!!

I said, oh well, that's your decision and I respect it. Why you ask? Are you a lesbian? I said, no, no, I was just asking. Then we kept chatting for a few more hours and we even cooked dinner together. I really like this bitch, but she is denial of her sexuality, she must like me because I have caught her staring at me several times, I thought to myself.

So how do you fulfill your sexual needs? I asked her. And she said, I don't, I'm just dry inside. Bitch if I do to you what I know, you' won't think you're dry, I thought. Anybody is dry inside, is just that you haven't found the right person for you and that's it I said. She said, maybe, but I'm not interested in looking.

Just by looking at her I was getting hotter and hotter. The way she talked, laughed and moved was making me go crazy and I had to have her pussy in my lips. I said, would you like to move from the kitchen to my bedroom/living room? We are going to be more comfortable there. She said, ok, and so we did. But it wasn't a good idea for me because the bed, my passion, and Priscilla. I was going wild inside!!!

She kept talking and started saying that she felt so empty and alone and that she really need it someone to love her. She started telling me her stories with men and started crying I hugged her and she told me that she was feeling tired that she'd better go back home. Then I told her, why don't you sleep here, this is a futon and you can easily sleep here, I'll fix it for you so you won't feel so alone.

I think I found my best friend in you, you're so kind. Ok I'll sleep here but just if you let me fix breakfast for you tomorrow, Priscilla asked. Deal, I said. But little she know that I had my second thoughts about her sleeping there and I didn't care what happened as a consequences of what I was going to do.



I fixed her the bed and she came back from her house dressed in sleepwear, long pajamas and all the deal, but she still looked sexy to me and I wanted her!!! She went to bed and I told her I was going to watch television for a while. But what I really wanted was for her to fall asleep completely so I could go on with my plan.

Finally, like almost midnight she falls soundly asleep. I woke up from bed and went to the drawer and got the hand-coughs. I also went to the kitchen and got some wide tape. I went to my secret hideout and got my strap-on vibrator and went back to the room.

When I got back to the room, I locked her hands and feet to the bed. She woke up and asked me what was going on, and I told her that I was going to gave her some lessons that she was never going to forget. She started talking loud asking me to unlock her, and that excited me even more.

Listen if you don't shut the fuck up bitch I will have to put this tape over your beautiful lips and I don't want to. She started yelling and asking what I was going to do to her. I said, enough, tape for you sweetie, and I covered her mouth with tape. Then I ripped her clothes off of her and got even more excited with what I saw. She had the biggest pussy I've ever seen and it was going to be all for me, I thought. I made a strip tease for her and went straight to nibble on her tits. They were so sweet and wonderful I was cumin just by sucking on them. Then I kept kissing her all over until I got to her pussy.

I started to pass my tongue on her shaved pussy all around her clit but without touching it. Sweetly and softly I was biting, licking, nibbling on it and she was screaming with her mouth closed. I finally started eating her clit and tonguing her in and out and she got very excited, she was about to cum, before she came, I put on my strap on vibrator and started penetrating her.

She was so wet that we didn't need lubricant for her. I finished my job and I took the tape out of he mouth and she had a shy smile on her face. She told me, I disguised you!!! I told you that story of me being homophobic and you'd fall for it. It made you feel really excited didn't it?

What you're talking about? I asked. I am saying that I've been a lesbian for 10 years now and I disguised you!!!! I made up that entire story to see if I could get you excited, and it worked!!! Priscilla told me. I don't object of telling you that lie, because it has been the most amazing sex I've ever had!!!

I've been thinking about doing this since I saw you the other day coming from the park with your tight biker shorts and short tank top. You looked so amazing that I said that you had to be for me.

Is your roommate a lesbian? Priscilla asked. We are both bisexual and we've been having a secret affair ever since we discovered it, I answered. Good, maybe we can have a lot of fun the three of us or maybe you want to keep this our little secret, Priscilla whispered in my ear.

I said, ok, we'll keep it a secret, but now that I know you're a lesbian, you're going to eat my pussy as well or better than I did my little whore. We fucked for the rest of the night; I don't know what I'm going to do when Carmen gets back!!

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Lauren and Deanna

Lauren was a 45-year-old single woman. She was single by choice and not by lack of attention. There were suitors but, she just hadn't found that one, that special person that she had in mind. Sometimes, she wondered if perhaps her standards and expectations were too high. Maybe, although, she doubted that strongly. Her person was out there. She would know it, when they met. Until then, there was no need to get involved with someone for the sake of not being alone. What good could come of that? If she did that, she would not be honest with her lover or herself.

She considered herself to be modestly pretty. Lauren had never been the type to go on about her looks, although she was attractive. She had a nice curvaceous form that managed to catch a pair of observant eyes even now. Her presence and overall charisma allowed her a ten-year-leeway, when it came to her age. Very few people perceived her to be her factual age. There might even have been a few who had thought that our dear Lauren had stumbled upon the fountain of youth by the bounce that she could have in her step on any given day.

She stood quietly inside a bookstore in the openly gay part of town, doing her best to choose from the books before her. Lauren raked her fingers through her long black hair, brushing the full curls from her eyes. She ignored the faint rustle of her blue jacket, taking more interest in the woman, who had just entered the bookstore. Her brown eyes tried not to stare but, the beautiful smile that the young woman greeted the employees at the front entrance with was hard to look away from. She shyly dipped her head as the woman came closer. Her hands slipped within the pockets of her jeans while she inwardly commanded her thoughts to focus once more on the task of selecting a book to read.

When Lauren's peripheral vision captured the petite young woman, she allowed her mind to take inventory. If she didn't say hello, she might as well have fodder for fantasy while within her bed tonight.

Lauren noticed that the woman was shorter than she was. She guessed that the woman was around 5'3. Of course, that was her true height without those black heeled boots that were adding a nice little touch to those faded jeans which fitted much too nicely to the woman legs.

"And more importantly," Lauren thought, "her ass."

The feeling of her lips upturned at the site of those jeans filled so wonderfully made Lauren begin blushing just a bit. She continued her surreptitious gaze, despite it.

The slope of the young woman's backside met a strong back, rising upward still, to delicate shoulders and a long neck which held a patient oval face. Shoulder-length mahogany hair bordered, dangerously close to black. Only the light reflecting from the lighting above revealed its true color by glinting off the reddish hue hidden at first glance.

Lauren held her breath as the caramel-skinned woman shrugged out of her black leather jacket, then crouched down to look at the lower shelves. It was then that she too felt a bit warm in this store. Her gaze feasted on the full breasts being housed upon that petite form. The gray turtle-necked sweater that had been hidden beneath the jacket molded perfectly to this young woman's upper body. If she were to guess, Lauren would say that this woman was in her mid-twenties.

With a sudden jerk, the young woman stood up. She scooped her jacket from where she had rested it on the floor then began walking toward Lauren.

Lauren tensed as the woman came closer. She debated saying a quick, greeting but, found herself worrying about other things as a bookstore employee came up the aisle from the other side. She was about to be surrounded within a few moments. With this guy coming, she doubted very much that she would have the opportunity to speak with this intriguing young woman.

"Ma'am," the young man said with a smile. "Is there anything that I can help you find?"

"Um, Actually," Lauren stammered. "I want— "

"Excuse me," the young woman smirked. She gently eased her way through the crowded aisle brushing seductively against Lauren in passing.

Lauren swallowed the arousal rising within her throat at the brush and more importantly the knowing smile, that accompanied it. Her eyes followed the woman down the aisle and around to the other side. The aisles were all short enough for her to clearly see over. She wondered if the woman had stopped directly in front of her on purpose, granting her the chance to study her once more only this time from behind.

The young man chuckled softly under his breath. "I'd say, you know what you are looking for, today. Let us know if we can um... help."

Laughing at herself for being caught in her admiration, Lauren promised to find him if she needed help with... a book. For several minutes after he left, she did try very hard to ignore the woman standing in front of her view. When she witnessed the woman bending over in a way that showcased her heart-shaped behind, she finally gave up all attempts at ignoring what clearly did not want to be ignored.

Leaning forward, Lauren crossed her arms, resting them along the top of the book while using them as a pillow for her chin. "So are you doing that on purpose?" she asked with a genuine smile.

The young woman reached out for a book and then stopped with the question given to her. Long, delicate fingers rested along the spine of the book as she answered. "Doing what, Love?"

Lauren laughed. "Tormenting me."

"Is that what I'm doing?"

"Something tells me that you know exactly what you are doing."

Turning to face Lauren, the young woman smiled. She placed her hands above her head, simulating a halo.

"Yeah, right!" Lauren giggled. "I don't believe that for a minute!" Those deep brown eyes were much too mischievous to belong to any angel.

Full lips allowed a feigned gasp of shock to fill the air. "Lovely, you have offended my Spanish honor," she teased.

"We can't have that," Lauren chuckled. "Can we?"

"No, we cannot."

"So what do you want to do about it?"

The young woman smiled devilishly. Just as she was about to speak, another employee approached.

The twenty-something blonde smiled happily. "How are you, today, ladies? Is there anything that I could help you with?"

Lauren would have liked to tell her that she could really help her by notifying the entire staff to leave her alone with this woman so that she could possibly see where this bit of chemistry might lead but, opted to let her new friend handle it.

"Actually, I think we are doing pretty well on our own," the caramel-skinned woman said. She exchanged glances with Lauren which seemed to be asking, "Aren't we?"

Nodding, Lauren said, "Yes, we're doing just fine."

The blonde looked from one woman to the other wondering what she was missing. She stared at the women for a long moment, wondering if they were really looking for a book at all. When they began looking through the sections in front of them, she sighed. Then, she left the women to continue whatever she had obviously interrupted.

Lauren closed the book that she had been absently thumbing through while waiting for the curious blonde to leave. She looked up to see her new friend standing once again with her back to her. There was this slight fear that whatever they had been working toward was lost with the sudden interruption. This silence now was certainly a bit awkward. Her brown eyes studied the slight fidgeting from the younger woman on the other aisle.

Lauren smiled happily as the woman turned around and said, "Um, that shelf is kind of high. . . I would ask one of the salespeople but, they seem. . . kind of busy."

The salespeople were all bored witless. If this woman had, even, looked their' direction, one might have come running. Lauren decided to play along with this little ruse, if it meant that she would learn more about this woman. She walked around to the next aisle. Moving to stand directly behind the petite woman, she pressed herself subtly against her. She reached upward, taking down the book that the young woman had pointed to.

"What's your name?" Lauren whispered into a delicate ear. As the woman beside her turned through the pages, she looked over her shoulder, pretending to take interest in the book as a few bookstore employees glanced their way.

"My name's Deanna. What's yours?"

Lauren let the name sink into her every fiber before answering. "I'm Lauren."

"Lauren?"

"Yes?" Lauren felt her heart racing within her breast.

Leaning closer, Deanna asked, "Why are we whispering?"

Lauren smiled against Deanna's ear. "Would you believe it is because we are inside a bookstore and should be quiet?" she joked.

"Nope. Besides, that rule is for the library."

"No, I think that one goes for bookstores, too."

Deanna laughed softly. She was enjoying her playful banter with Lauren. In a show of affection, she gently nudged the woman beside her. "So how's the coffee in this place?" she asked, trying to keep her voice low but, not quite a whisper.

"Oh, it's great if you enjoy drinking crude oil." Lauren felt her heart swell with the sound of Deanna's laughter.

"That bad, huh?"

"Oh, it's awful. I once saw this poor woman wheeled out of here after eating a muffin which had been in their display for a month."

Deanna arched her eyebrow with a smirk. "You're tweaking my nips."

Lauren sighed as her imagination thought of her reenacting those words. She would love to do anything for this woman especially playing or teasing at her nipples. "Ok, so maybe it wasn't quite a month," she admitted.

"Mm-hmm."

"It was more like two weeks but, still— "

Once again Deanna's laughter warmed her soul. Lauren smiled broadly. "There is a nice little coffee shop a few stores down."

Deanna smirked. She pointed over her shoulder to the area which Lauren had been struggling to select a book. "Ok, I'll grab us, a table, while you decide on a book."

Nodding Lauren hurried to return to the books which had been holding her interest. She stopped in mid-stride. "Hey, what about you? Didn't you want to get a book?"

Beginning to walk away, Deanna shook her head. "No."

"Then what are you doing, here?"

Deanna chuckled. "My friend works up here. I was just wondering if she was working. She isn't so I was just— " She bit playfully at her bottom lip. "Uh, browsing." She winked with a flirtatious wave. "See ya, soon."

Lauren stood staring after Deanna with a smile on her face. "Browsing, huh," she thought.

It didn't take long at all for Lauren to leave the bookstore and walk down to the coffee shop on the corner. Before she had even arrived at the shop, the scent of freshly brewed coffee tempted those walking by. She entered the warmth of the shop, feeling it vanquish the slight autumn chill. The woman sitting patiently at the corner table caught her eye.

Lauren approached with a smile as she observed the way that the sun filtered in on those nearby the floor to ceiling windows. It seemed to give all those people a warm glow. Deanna looking away from the window to greet her with a warm smile sent her heart skipping just a bit.

"Hey," she said, taking a seat opposite the young woman.

"Hi, love." Deanna looked down at the bag which Lauren was setting near her feet. "What did you wind up getting?"

Lauren smiled shyly. "I couldn't decide and wanted to hurry and meet you here so I just bought them both."

Deanna laughed as Lauren continued.

"Hey, I know better than to keep a beautiful woman waiting. It's bad manners."

Nodding, Deanna tried to keep a straight face but, her mischievous smirk seeped through. "We can't have that. Can we?"

"No, we can't." Lauren rested her chin in her hand, curling her fingers just under her lips. Her smile showed through her delicate fingers. She tilted her head just slightly while her brown eyes studied the woman looking out the windows once again.

There was a lengthy silence but, Lauren found that despite it, she was not awkward in the least. It was nice to simply be in each other's presence. In fact, it was quite nice. The soft sound of Deanna's voice broke that silence gently.

"Someone wishes to get your attention, lovely."

"Hmm," Lauren asked as if waking from a daze. She frowned then looked curiously around the coffee shop.

Janet, the woman behind the counter had been trying to wave her attention since she had joined Deanna at her table. She sighed in obvious relief that Lauren had finally noticed her. Silently, she mouthed the words, "Who's she?"

Lauren smiled, then shrugged which tormented her friend to no end before looking back to Deanna. "How did you know?"

"Eyes in the back of my head," Deanna joked. Her finger pointed to the reflective surface of the windows which allowed her to see everything taking place behind her. Even the sandy-blonde making her way to their table.

Lauren turned her head to see, Janet making her way to their table. She frowned in wonder. It was not the shop's policy to wait on customers like this. You ordered up front. So why, she wondered, was Janet asking them what they would like today?

Deanna smiled as she faced the woman waiting expectantly to hear her answer. "Bottled water, I guess."

Janet placed her hand on her hips. "Aw, come on. This is a coffee shop. What's your fix? Cappuccino, Café Latté, Frappuccino. . . I could keep going, you know?"

Laughing, Deanna nodded. "I'm sure you could, love. I just don't drink coffee."

Lauren and Janet looked at Deanna as though she had just spoken in a foreign language.

Janet motioned for Deanna to keep it down. "What are ya trying to do? Put us out of business." She smiled warmly. "How about hot chocolate then?"

Deanna nodded. "That I can do."

"Alright, one hot chocolate and the usual coming up," Janet announced happily.

"She has a usual?" Deanna asked with a smirk.

"Yep." Janet looked to her friend. "She's gotten the same thing for as long as I've been working here. Lauren always has a café au lait. " She patted Lauren's shoulder lightly. "I'll be right back with your drinks."

Deanna nodded before looking away to the windows.

Lauren blushed hotly as Janet made the "ok" sign with her hand and silently mouthed the word, "Nice." She was certain that Deanna could see Janet's every move. This theory was proven correct by the fact that she saw the corners of Deanna's mouth curl upward shortly after Janet's little declaration of approval.

Once they were alone, Lauren leaned forward. "Sorry about that, babe."

Deanna turned back to Lauren, who was looking at her with such genuine affection in her eyes. "Oh, that's okay. She's just being protective of you."

"She was being nosey not protective."

"She just wanted to know who you were with. It speaks very highly of you."

"How so?"

"That she cares about whom you are spending your time with, means she thinks a great deal about you and wants her friend happy. Which in turn, gives me reason to believe that there is a lot to think highly of."

Lauren felt this wonderful sense of comfort for the duration of their conversation. It was odd, to her, how easily, she seemed to just be at ease with Deanna. She did take notice of the fact that this had all happened in such a short time, where it usually might have taken several dates to reach the comfort level which she was at as she left the coffee shop with a smile. She and Deanna had exchanged numbers much to her delight. Things just seemed to have this charmed feel to them.

Entering her home, Lauren tried to go about this as usual but, her thoughts would drift to Deanna and what the young woman might be doing at any given moment. She often laughed at herself, knowing that she hadn't behaved this way since she was a teenager. So many times throughout the day, she wondered, just how long the proper dating etiquette required her to wait before calling Deanna. To distract herself from those thoughts, she ventured outside to the backyard with her dog, Jude.

A game of soccer between the two, found Lauren sitting down wearily on the porch. Her yellow Labrador rested her chin on Lauren's knee with a bit of a pout. Lauren huffed a laugh at the sad eyes.

"Jude, be merciful here," she joked rubbing her dog's ears. "Not all of us are still considered puppies." Lauren smiled affectionately at her dog before kicking the ball back out into the backyard.

Jude raced after the ball then, soon found contentment in her solitary game of soccer.

The phone ringing caused both, Lauren and Jude to look in the direction of the house.

"Play," Lauren said. She motioned for Jude to go on. "The machine will get it."

Jude barked then stared at Lauren before barking again.

Lauren sighed, waving off the ringing phone. "I'm tired. I'm not running in there just to talk to some telemarketer."

Again, Jude's bark filled the air.

Lauren stretched while smirking at her dog. "What is it, girl? Timmy is lost in the well?" She laughed as her dog began barking with more urgency. "I'm up. I'm up. Sheesh!" She entered the kitchen through the sliding door and reached for the phone on counter as she immediately recognized the voice telling her goodbye on the answering machine.

"Hello," she said unconsciously crossing her fingers.

"Hello, am I speaking with Lauren?"

"Yes, well that all depends on who is asking. I mean, I could tell you but, then I might have to kill you, " Lauren joked, trying to conceal her excitement, when she recognized Deanna's voice.

Deanna laughed in a way which wrapped itself around Lauren. "Oh, well, if that's the way you want to play it. I'll just have to find someone else to go out with."

Lauren thought she might have heard her heart thundering inside her ears. She tried to make a joke to take away from the tension building within herself. "So why didn't you call me sooner?"

A chuckle heard over the phone answered her question.

"Actually," Deanna responded. "I've been busy since I saw you."

"Really?"

"Yes. My family has a cabin that I like to go to sometimes, when I want to get away. I know that it is Sunday so the weekend is basically over but, I was thinking about taking the next two days off. Would you like to come to the cabin with me?"

Lauren held her breath. Her inner voice was screaming, "Of course, I'd love to go!" but, her more practical side was reminding her that she had only just met this woman. "Don't you think it is a little soon for you to be waltzing me off somewhere? I mean, we did just meet. Do you whisk away all the women that you meet in bookstores?"

"No."

Lauren flinched. She had meant that last question as a joke but, the even tone in Deanna's answer suggested that it might not have been taken as such.

Deanna's smile could be easily detected in her voice. "I don't know why but, I just get this really good feeling about you, I guess."

"A feeling," Lauren gasped with the sarcasm clearly heard in her voice. "But, we just met, Deanna."

"Geez, you're such a smartass," Deanna chuckled.

"Aw, you get used to it after a while."

"I'll get the chance to get used to it in the next few days, if you come with me."

Lauren laughed as she nodded her head. "Okay," she sighed happily. She did have the same wonderfully good feeling about this trip and Deanna. "What the hell, you only live once, right?"

"Is that a yes, lovely?"

"Yes, I'll go with you."

"Great! I'll pick you up tomorrow."

The excitement was proving to be contagious as Lauren found herself unable to wait until tomorrow. "Just call me in the morning and we will work out the details."

"Alright, love. Talk to you then. Bye."

"Bye," Lauren said softly.

That entire night Lauren had been brimming with excitement. She had finally forced herself to bed after reading for a bit. When she awoke the next morning, she went about packing for her trip after calling in to work and taking a few personal days. It felt nice to enjoy her morning without having to worry about being somewhere at a certain time for a certain reason. All she had to do was relax.

When the doorbell chimed at around eight that morning, Lauren knew that Deanna had arrived. She answered the door to see the young woman standing with her back to her staring out over the neighborhood curiously. Her brown eyes roamed over the petite woman, memorizing the way she looked now on this, their first date.

Deanna wore a simple white shirt, nicely tailored to her body. The faded jeans fitted to her legs very nicely. A slight chill in the air made her cheeks slightly rosy. She smiled with the sound of the door opening and turned to see her date for the next few days.

"Well, it certainly took you long enough to get here?" Lauren teased.

Lauren leaned against the door just slightly with a flirtatious smile. She felt confident in her blue jeans which she knew would show off the curves of her figure as well as the deep crimson sweeter that she thought hugged her form nicely.

"Are you shy?" Deanna asked.

Lauren smirked curiously. "No. Why?"

A mischievous smile, dawned Deanna's lips. She leaned forward lightly brushing her lips over Lauren's in a tender kiss. "You, look beautiful, lovely."

Lauren allowed her hand to lightly smooth Deanna's cheek. "Thank you so do you." She was about to ask why Deanna had asked about her being shy but, she soon discovered why as one of her neighbors on a morning jog, jogged by with a smile on her face. She waved to her neighbor then pulled Deanna inside the house.

Deanna gasped as the door closed behind her. "What will the neighbors say?" she joked.

"That I have good taste."

"Oo, sweet-talker." Deanna winked before turning to greet the excited Labrador entering the room. She knelt down and patted the side of the happy dog. "What's your name, sweetie?"

Lauren laughed happily at her dog's pleasant reaction. She was never sure how her dog would handle her dates. It was always a good sign, when her dog liked someone she was interested in. With this in mind, she made the introduction. "Jude, this is Deanna. Deanna, that is my baby Jude."

Hugging Jude's neck, Deanna smiled. "Nice to meet you, Jude. Are you coming with us?"

Hearing this, Lauren's jaw dropped. "You want me to bring my dog?"

"Sure, why not?"

Lauren shrugged with a broadening appreciation for her date. "It's just a surprise, I guess. A pleasant one, though."

Deanna flashed a beautiful smile. "I'm glad." She looked at the bags by the door. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yep, let me just call my friend and tell her that she doesn't have to watch Jude for me. Then, I'm all yours."

"Oo, I like the sound of that."

"I thought you might." Lauren began to walk into the other room to make her call. Over her shoulder, she said, "You two be good."

"Come on, Jude. Tell me all the dirt on her while she's gone," Lauren heard. She immediately pointed her finger at her dog playfully. "Don't you dare!"

Jude and Deanna used their big brown eyes against her.

"Aw, you're no fun," Deanna said with a smirk.

It wasn't long after Deanna had arrived that all three jumped into her SUV to begin their two-hour drive to Deanna's family cabin. During their drive, the two women shared conversation with the same ease that had occurred so easily between them the day before.

Lauren loved that for the majority of the drive Deanna had unconsciously taken her hand in hers. She also loved that the mellow drive was furthered by Deanna's occasional singing. Her brown eyes watching the younger woman were felt as Deanna stopped singing and blushed with a chuckle.

"Sorry," Deanna giggled.

"No, don't stop singing," Lauren smiled. "I like listening to you."

"Yeah, well I think for Jude's sake, I'll stop. Her ears are sensitive, you know."

Lauren looked over her shoulder to her dog, who was taking in every new sight on this ride. She returned her gaze to the woman seated beside her. Leaning over, she kissed Deanna's jaw. "You have a beautiful voice. Keep singing, please."

Bringing Lauren's hand to her lips, Deanna kissed it lovingly. She rested their intertwined hands on Lauren's lap. It was not long before her guard against singing left and she became, so into the music again that she took to singing once more. This pleased Lauren just fine.

Pulling into the drive, the two women were greeted by the sound of crunching pebbly gravel. It did not take them long to unload their bags and get a bit more settled. They stood in the kitchen after having stocked it with the groceries which they had gotten from the local store. It was now time to unpack their things.

Lauren stared at the bedrooms at the top of the beautifully carved stairs. She glanced toward the young woman, who was lifting her bag to head up the stairs. With a sigh, she collected her bags and followed Deanna closely. The swaying hips, walking up the stairs at eye level made her smile.

"Somehow," Deanna joked over her shoulder. "I think I might have gotten gypped here."

Laughing, Lauren playfully responded. "Too bad because everything is great on my end." She felt her heart flutter with the smirk she received as the young woman glanced at her over her shoulder.

When arriving at the top of the stairs, Lauren looked at the two bedrooms across from each other. She knew that she was not going to stay in one of the two bedrooms downstairs but, were they going to try and sleep in separate bedrooms on this night, she wondered.

Shooting straight from the hip always seemed to be her mentality which Lauren decided to do, as always. "Well, should we pretend to be good little girls and sleep in separate rooms or— "

"Personally, I think it would be an insult to our intelligence since we both know that we didn't come here to sleep in separate rooms."

Lauren loved the look which accompanied that statement. She feigned a look of shock. "You mean... you want us to SLEEP.... TOGETHER?!"

Deanna gasped, "Oh, God, no!"

A frown touched Lauren's face.

"If we have my way, we will be doing very little sleeping."

Lauren laughed then followed Deanna into the master bedroom.

It didn't take them long to unpack their clothes and Lauren enjoyed getting the chance to glance over at the lacy little garments being displayed on the bed. They each pretended to be taking in the other's choice of clothes but, the unspoken agreement was that they were each imagining what scenarios might involve them in the seductive attire.

The rest of the day was spent idly walking through the property, exploring the places which Deanna traveled as a child. By the time that they had returned to the cabin and had finished their dinner, it was time for much needed rest. Trying to be the good hostess, Deanna offered to clean up while Lauren enjoyed a hot bath.

Lauren soaked inside the rejuvenating waters, wondering if Deanna would come to join her. After a while, she realized that it was not going to happen. She emerged from the tub, feeling utterly relaxed and content. A soft white towel was used to gingerly dry herself off. Then, she slipped into her favorite robe. The rose-colored hand-painted garment always added to her romantic mood. Stepping out of the bathroom, she saw Deanna standing in front of the vanity, brushing her dark hair. Her brown eyes took in the site of this woman wearing her fitting gray tank top and the black cotton panties that showcased her form so well.

Walking across the room, Lauren wrapped her arms around Deanna lovingly. "You could have taken a bath with me, you know." She rested her temple against Deanna's damp hair.

"I know, love. I just thought that you might like to unwind and get used to being here, that's all."

Lauren looked within the mirror finding brown eyes watching her. She blushed, then shyly looked down. "What?"

"You look beautiful."

Deanna turned inside the embrace, cupping a trusting face within her hands. "I'm glad you decided to come with me." Leaning forward, she lightly brushed her lips over Lauren's. The moist lips parting to welcome her kiss pressed against hers.

Lauren moaned into the mouth deepening their kiss. She guided her hands over curvaceous hips before caressing Deanna's heart-shaped ass. Her hands pulled the younger woman into her, needing to feel this woman against her. The caramel hands cupping her face tightened their hold just slightly as she was pulled forward. She used the advantage of her height to help the petite woman onto the vanity while together they brushed aside, whatever obstacles might be in their way. Smooth legs wrapped around her waist, hugging her tightly.

Breaking their kiss, Deanna moved her lips over a proud jaw and long neck. Her lips sealed over the skin of her lover's neck while her teeth lightly bit down causing a purring within the older woman, whose hands were moving possessively over her thighs.

The hands slowly untying that sash at her waist caused the nervous anticipation of this moment to fill her. Lauren felt the cool air hit her skin, when the robe obediently fell open. Her full breasts were the first to be caressed. She moaned at the sensation of her nipples being teased gently between finger and thumb.

"You are so beautiful, Lauren," Deanna sighed. Her brown eyes patiently feasted on the erected nipple reacting so much to her touch.

Lauren smiled suddenly feeling bashful due to her new lover's praise. "You make me feel that way," she admitted softly.

The smile that Lauren received was so real, so genuine that it caused tears to thinly mist her eyes. She leaned forward, kissing Deanna lazily. This night... the next few days would be theirs and if she listened to her heart, they might have so much more. She shuddered with the feel of the younger woman mouthing her seductive plan silently against her lips. The word, "Bed," rippled through her. She nodded then wrapped her arms around the petite woman, guiding them back to the bed in a lover's dance.

The weight of the body pressing down on her own sent her heart racing. Lauren looked up at the woman sitting atop her, straddling her hips. She reached out with hand right hand to caress Deanna's cheek. Her palm was greeted with a warm kiss before a soft hand held her wrist guiding it down against the mattress near her head. She sighed happily as her lover leaned closer, placing the other wrist against the bed.

Lauren had always loved to be kissed this way. There was this feeling of utter surrender that she loved. She was giving herself over to Deanna. What she loved more was that Deanna seemed to understand this surrender and was extremely gentle with her as a result. Her hips ground upward causing the lips against hers to curl into a smile.

Deanna sat up looking over Lauren for just a moment as if trying to decide how to please her new lover best. If there was one thing that she always made a point of doing, it was finding what pleased her lover and doing that to the best of her abilities. From the arousal which she witnessed in Lauren now, she knew that to a certain extent the woman wanted to be dominated but, with a loving and nurturing flair.

"It seems that I will need these," Deanna teased, referring to her hands and their hold of Lauren's wrists. She guided the woman's arms to her sides then pinned them in place with her legs which were still straddling her lover's hips.

Lauren tried to move her arms but, found them securely pinned near her sides. She smiled. "Well, this is new."

"Is it?"

Her eyebrow involuntarily arched with the Cheshire cat grin that Lauren was receiving from Deanna. The woman's mischievous nature seemed to be with her always. She watched the younger woman crossing her arms over her body then pulling her gray tank top overhead, revealing full breast with dark chocolate nipples hardened by the crisp air and the excitement of the new couple's interaction. Her brown eyes ignored the shirt being discarded carelessly over the woman's shoulder.

"God, I wish I had my hands," Lauren groaned. Her fingers stretched and flexed wanting nothing more than to stroke and fondle the breast now exposed to her.

"What would you do with them?"

A trembled breath left Lauren's lips. "Touch you."

"Where?"

"Everywhere," Lauren promised in a purr.

There was that grin again, Lauren thought as she took in Deanna's expression.

Deanna ran her fingers through her hair. "Here?"

Lauren smiled softly. She shook her head then watched as Deanna's caramel hand ran down along her proud jaw then to her long neck.

"Here?"

Brown eyes stared openly and lustfully at her young lover's chest. Lauren nodded as Deanna ran her hands down her sides with a smile.

"Oh, here," Deanna said, feigning realization. Her hands brushed against the sides of her breasts before caressing the undersides of them and moving upward to tease her nipples. From the look of it, just as she had hoped Lauren liked watching this.

"Yes," Lauren sighed in a throaty voice. She watched caramel hands intently, living vicariously through them. The excitement coursing between her legs reminded her that soon she would need to act on this fire slowly stoking itself within her.

Just when Lauren had become certain that this wonderful torment might never end, she watched Deanna's hands lower slowly while the woman spoke.

"Is that all you would touch?"

"No," Lauren assured her with her most seductive smile.

Moving her hands over the smooth skin of her stomach, Deanna returned to their little game. "Here?"

Lauren shook her head, then looked down to those enticing black panties.

"Oh, I see." Deanna slid her hand down her abdomen, feeling her palm flattening against her skin in a nice brush. Her fingertips began to slowly begin their descent beneath the black undergarments, where they stopped at the knuckles. "Here?" she asked coyly.

"Yes," Lauren moaned. "There!"

A low lustful groan left Lauren's lips as she watched that hand disappear completely beneath those sexy black panties. The deep brown eyes which had held hers for so long now, closed with a low exhaled breath. She watched the movement taking place behind that subtle veil. It was slow, so very slow but, it was deliberate.

"Let me see, Deanna," she whispered hoarsely.

Nodding, Deanna pulled her panties to the side just as her fingers entered into her. She and Lauren each gave a guttural sound of pleasure with this act.

Lauren watched two fingers easing inside her lover slowly before withdrawing to the point of near complete absence only to delve deeper in the next stroke. The light sheen coating those fingers caught her attention as she took in a deep breath, filled with the scent of her lover. "You smell incredible, lover. I bet you taste even better." She licked her lips, suddenly feeling her mouth go dry. There was no denying how wet she was. She needed her hands.

The fingers moving rhythmically deep within her left her, causing a sorrowful moan to mourn their departure. She ground her hips against the woman arching into her, then brought her fingers to her lips. A mischievous smirk played across her lips with the moaned encouragement that she received, when her fingers hovered near to her lips. Her tongue sliding up the length of her fingers before she took them into her mouth brought gentle hips against hers once more. When she was fairly certain that she had licked her fingers clean, she leaned forward pressing her lips lightly to Lauren's.

Lauren felt her arms freed as her lover leaned forward. She immediately wrapped her arms around Deanna pulled her closer. Her need to taste this woman, resulted in her forcibly deepening the kiss. She charted the soft recesses of her lover's mouth, savoring the intimate juices still present on her lips. Her hands snaked their way down the length of a strong back. Then, her thumbs hooked on the panties pulling them urgently over the woman's thighs.

Together, the new lovers fought to keep connected through their kiss while ridding themselves of the last remnants of clothing. Now, the joy of feeling skin on skin filled them.

Deanna pushed up, supporting her weight in her arms. She moved her legs between Lauren's smoothing her thigh against the slick folds of her lover's excitement-driven intimacy. The feeling of hands on her hips guided her rhythm. A swollen nub dug into her wanting attention from her thigh. She rolled her hips and thigh to ensure that Lauren's sensitive clit would feel that teasing movement made especially for it.

Lauren caressed, over her lover's ass then reached down to smooth her fingertips over the soft lips of Deanna's sex. Her fingers entering into the warmth of her made her cry out into the mouth covering hers. She was inside of Deanna now. Little else mattered besides this fiery silkiness surrounding her. The inner muscles being controlled so effortlessly, griping her fingers caused her to seductively rake her teeth over the skin of a long neck, inspiring a soulful purr. She smiled, realizing just how much Deanna seemed to like that. Her free hand reached between them to tease the nipples jutting against her skin. She pressed herself harder against the thigh grinding against her with more urgency while her fingers moving in and out of Deanna quickened to match the pace stroke for stroke.

The air was almost palatable with the scent of sex heavy within it. The sounds of shallow breathing joined with wet friction, moans and lips smacking passionately in fevered kisses filled the room with its own music.

"Come with me," Deanna whispered breathlessly into her lover's ear.

Lauren nodded eagerly. She pushed herself over easily by seeing the image of Deanna's touching herself in front of her before. Her voice filling the air with her cry merged, with Deanna moaning her name in a breathless sound of utter devotion. She threw her head back, collapsing against the pillows while Deanna fell against her no longer able to hold herself up. Her arms immediately wrapped around the younger woman.

Together, they fought to catch their breath occasionally taking a moment to grant each other light kisses.

Deanna moved gently off of Lauren to rest against the bed. She lay on her stomach, smiling with the feel of the air touching her sweat-misted body. The hand lightly scratching over her back made her smile. "Mm, that feels nice," she purred.

Lauren rolled onto her side, pressing herself against the younger woman. She kissed a shoulder, then a delicate ear. "Lover..."

"Yes?"

Moving atop the petite woman, Lauren massaged Deanna's back. She leaned down to whisper in Deanna's ear. "Again."

Deanna laughed, turning to lie on her back. She sat up placing her hands at the small of Lauren's back, pulling her close. Her mouth kissed a hardened nipple then swirled over it with her tongue.

Wrapping her arms around Deanna, Lauren smiled while closing her eyes. This was going to be a very long and pleasurable night.

Lauren awoke the next morning with a deep inhalation. She was lying on her stomach with her left arm dangling carelessly off the bed. The wet flick against her palm caused her to focus her sleep-ridden eyes. She smiled sleepily at Jude. A short nod and a reassuring smile told her pet that she would be down to feed her soon. She closed her eyes again, letting her head fall back to the pillow while her dog padded out of the room.

Her entire body was blissfully sore. The scent of sex still loomed in the air as a reminder of what had taken place the night before and ended only a few hours ago. She smiled to herself at the feel of the arm resting along the small of her back, embracing her even in sleep while a smooth leg was draped over the back of her thigh. The sensual creature next to her was tightly pressed against her side. Lauren noticed how content Deanna seemed with her arm laying across her chest. Lifting her hand, she smoothed the sleepy woman's cheek.

The soft clicking of her dog's footsteps was joined by the sound of a gentle whimper. Lauren knew what that meant. Jude was making that whine which all dogs make just before they are about to bark. The thought of her sleeping lover being jolted back to the waking world by a loud bark caused her to sit up. She whispered to her dog urgently.

"Alright, Jude, baby. I'm awake but, we have to be real quite, okay. Deanna is still sleeping."

Jude seemed to arch her brow but, silently agreed to keep quiet, if there would be a meal involved in this negotiation.

Together, they traveled down the wooden stairs to the kitchen. Lauren found herself in high spirits as she made herself a pot of coffee. She sipped from her mug lazily, then left her dog to finish her breakfast downstairs while she went to be with the woman sleeping upstairs.

Lauren entered the room soundlessly, sitting down beside her lover. She pulled her robe closer, feeling the slight chill in the morning air. "I love you," she whispered while kissing Deanna's jaw, nuzzling her nose into a pillow of soft hair, feeling it gently tickle her face. "You are my heart."

"And you are mine," Lauren heard purred sleepily. She smiled.

"I thought you were sleeping, Deanna." Lauren set her mug down on the nightstand then used her free hand to smooth her lover's hair.

Deanna giggled softly. "Do you often swear your love to sleeping women?"

"Nah, just in my spare time."

Laughing happily, Deanna grabbed Lauren by the robe and pulled the woman to the bed with her. Together, they shared their first tender kiss of the morning.

"I love you, too," Deanna whispered against her lover's lips.

Lauren smiled. "I don't think I will ever get tired of hearing you say that."

"Good because I've no intention of stopping."

... continue reading

The Saleswoman

Maggie opened the door to reveal a woman somewhat older than herself, maybe in her mid-forties. She was smartly turned out in a navy jacket and skirt and immediately made Maggie feel a bit dowdy. Maggie knew the appointment was for after lunch but she had not had not really bothered getting ready.

The woman smiled sweetly and introduced herself as Jan, though they had already spoken on the phone. Maggie invited her in, asking her to sit on the comfortable sofa next to her. Jan was carrying a large black bag and she placed it carefully beside her on the floor before turning to Maggie with the same sweet smile.

"Now, I understand from a friend that you were interested in looking at our products?" she began.

"Yes, that's true," said Maggie - it was Angela who'd dared her to invite Jan round.

"Now, a lot of women find what I show them a bit of a giggle and that's nothing to worry about, believe me, I'm used to it!"

Maggie just smiled - she was already nervous and half-regretting her earlier phone call inviting the saleswoman round.

"Now, what I'll show you is our catalogue, have a look and if there's anything you fancy I can whip it out and we can take a look - I carry most products with me."

She handed Maggie a glossy catalogue entitled "Marital Aids". Maggie took it with slightly shaking hands and skimmed through it. She was aware of Jan's eyes appraising her and wasn't quite sure where or what to look at.

All she'd wanted was a vibrator, but an older and wiser friend, this was Angela, insisted that if she bought mail order she could easily be disappointed. Maggie had no intention of going to a sex shop so Angela had suggested a friend of hers who was a sales rep for sex aids company. Maggie had wanted a vibrator for a number of reasons, the main one being a lack of satisfaction with her own sex life. She loved her husband dearly, but he just wasn't 'active' enough for her and was away often.

Now, as she skimmed through the catalogue there were not only vibrators, but lots of bizarre other items too, including hideous underwear and even handcuffs! She tried to concentrate on the vibrators. They seemed to fall into the 'realistic' and 'non-realistic' ones -- Maggie thought she preferred something smooth and simple as opposed to the 'veiny penis' variety.

"What about this one?" she said, tapping her finger on something white and lipstick shaped.

"Hmm, what size?" asked Jan.

That threw Maggie completely. Size? "Uhmm, medium I suppose."

"Oh, that'll be the 7-incher then," said Jan and dived into her bag of wonders.

She drew out something approximating what was in the catalogue and handed it to Maggie. Maggie held it gingerly, felt the weight, stroked the hard plastic surface and then looked blankly at Jan.

"Well, it seems ok," she said, rather vaguely - not really sure what 'features' to look for.

"Oh, that's a nice one," said Jan. "Switch it on and you'll see what I mean."

Maggie fiddled with it a while with no success so Jan leaned over, turned the base, and the thing suddenly came to life in her hands sending powerful vibrations up her arm. Maggie giggled.

"Oh! I see what you mean!"

Jan smiled back.

"Of course, you won't know if it's the right one for you until you've tried it," she said.

Maggie thought this over. "No, I suppose not!"

"Well then, would you like to do that here or somewhere more comfortable, like the bedroom?"

"What do you mean?" asked Maggie, confused.

"Well, I never make a sale until a customer is completely satisfied with the product."

Maggie was not sure she understood what Jan meant, or at least what she THOUGHT she meant.

"Of course," she said, blankly.

"Well then, if you put your legs up on the sofa and whip your panties off - no need to take your skirt off - I'll see if this is the right one for you."

Maggie gasped.

"You mean you want me to try it... now?"

"Oh yes," said Jan, unconcerned. She was already extracting a pair of thin transparent gloves from her bag. Maggie watched, stunned, as she took a small tube of lubricating gel and smeared it over the top of the vibrator. She really meant it.

Maggie suddenly felt like she'd taken a trip to the gynaecologists. Why hadn't Angela warned her? She would have at least put on some clean panties.

Maggie stood up and slipped off her panties. Jan just beamed at her and patted the sofa next to her for Maggie to sit down on. Maggie rested her head on the arm and put her feet up on the sofa. She parted her legs slightly and rolled up her skirt to her hips. Jan smiled down at the blonde curls of her pussy and then, with her gloved hands applied some more lubricating gel to the outer lips of Maggie's vagina.

"Always a good idea to use plenty of this," she said in a motherly way. "Unless you can find someone's tongue to do the trick!"

She grinned up at Maggie again but Maggie was gritting her teeth at the invading touch.

'Oh god,' she thought, 'Let me just get this over with quickly; I'll tell her I like it, whatever it feels like, and then at least it'll be over!'

"Open your legs a bit wider love," said Jan. "Some ladies like to hold their knees while I do this gives me better access!"

Maggie put one foot on the floor and hooked the other over the back of the sofa. She felt incredibly vulnerable.

"Now, just relax," said Jan, and slowly, very slowly she inserted the smooth head of the vibrator into Maggie's cunt. As she pushed it gently in she checked Maggie's face for reaction. Maggie was biting her lip and gripping the edge of the sofa.

Once it was half-way in, Jan paused.

"There, I'll just let you get used to the sensation before I turn it on. How does that feel?"

Maggie nodded dumbly. "Ok," she said, not daring to move.

Jan smiled, leaned forward with her other hand and turned on the vibrator to a low setting.

Maggie had never had a vibrator inside her before and was unprepared for the powerful sensations pulsing through her vagina and even into her colon. The feeling was wonderful and she closed her eyes with pleasure.

"Mmmm, thought you'd like that," smiled Jan. "Let me put it up a notch higher."

Now the pleasure was more intense and waves of pleasure enveloped her body. Maggie moaned slightly and shifted her hips, thrusting her pelvis to take more of the vibrator inside herself. Jan held the base firm to allow Maggie to impale herself.

"That's it love," she cooed encouragingly.

"Mmmm, I like this one," said Maggie. "I'll take it."

Suddenly Jan switched off the pleasurable vibrations and withdrew the toy leaving Maggie feeling unfulfilled.

"Oh!" she said.

"Are you sure?" queried Jan, looking doubtful.

Maggie struggled into a sitting position, flicking her skirt over her lap, trying to regain her composure.

"I... I... I think so," she said, looking to Jan for reassurance.

"No, it's just that a lot of girls make the same mistake as you - fall in love with the first one they try - and you can't really judge unless you've compared now, can you?"

"I... I suppose not," agreed Maggie.

"So, why don't I pick you out something else I think you'd like and see what you think?"

Jan delved into her bag and withdrew a slightly large looking chrome vibrator. The head was more bulbous.

"Now THIS one is for the more discerning user," said Jan. "Now, you just get comfy again."

Maggie did as she was told and Jan lifted her skirt and arranged her legs apart as she wanted them.

This time she was less gentle with the insertion. She didn't need to be too careful as Maggie's cunt was already wet. She switched the thing on and soon had Maggie squirming on the sofa.

"Oh yes," said Maggie, between gasps. "That one is great."

"See," said Jan. "I told you!"

Jan thrust the vibrator in and out a little to give her the full feeling. The chrome vibrator was almost twice as expensive as the white one and she was on commission.

When she had judged that Maggie was beginning to carried away she withdrew it sharply again.

"Oh! Oh! I just HAVE to have that one," said Maggie, her eyes sparkling.

"Hmmm," said Jan. "Let me try just one more, ok?"

"Ok," said Maggie, and lay back in the position, letting Jan do with her as she pleased.

Jan pulled out a monstrous fake phallus. It was nine inches long and covered with ridges. Maggie gasped, but Jan reassured her.

"I've seen a lot of vaginas in my time and I just know that this is what yours is hungry for!"

"Are you sure?" said Maggie. "It looks awfully big!"

"Don't worry," said Jan, "I'll be as gentle as I can. At least you're nice and lubricated now!"

Maggie looked a bit embarrassed at this reference to her cunt that was now dripping on the sofa with pleasure.

Jan put the swollen head of the vibrator to Maggie's lips. She helped Maggie pull the lips of her vagina apart so that the beast could enter.

Maggie exhaled sharply as the thing slowly filled her.

"Oh god, oh god!" she moaned as Jan pushed the thing inexorably in. She'd never felt so full in her life.

Jan grinned, "I'll just leave it there for a bit shall I? So you get used to the size?"

Maggie nodded, unable to speak.

Jan continued, "Of course that one's a little pricey, but it does come with its own little cousin, an anal version of its big brother."

She pulled out a much smaller version of the original, just bigger than a finger.

"Now this one," said Jan, putting the tip against Maggie's already stretched anus. "Goes here."

And without permission, she inserted the tip of the dildo into Maggie's anus.

Maggie was an anal virgin; she had never even thought about putting things up her bottom and now Jan was calmly violating her most intimate hole. She gasped as the tip entered. She could feel it pushing against the other dildo and when Jan started to move the two in and out she felt them slide over each other, sending spasms through her body.

Once again Jan whisked them out at just the right moment before Maggie tipped over into orgasm. Maggie lay panting and sweating on the sofa, her blouse a crumpled mess. She felt horribly empty after the two dildos were removed.

Jan smiled at her; "You want those then?"

"Yes, yes please," said Maggie.

"Now, this thing also comes with a strap attachment, but that's extra."

"Strap?" said Maggie. "What's the strap for?"

"Oh, it's so that if you and your partner wish to play, one can strap it on and use it on the other."

"How on earth does that work?" asked Maggie, intrigued at the thought of her husband with the device.

Jan paused for a minute.

"Oh here, let me show you," she said. "But I shall have to take my skirt off."

"Oh no, please," said Maggie. "I didn't mean to trouble you!"

"No, it's ok," said Jan. "But I haven't done this for a while and I'm a bit rusty, so you'll have to forgive me!"

Jan slipped her skirt round and undid the zip over her hip. Letting it slip to the floor she stepped out of it then picked it up, folded it, and placed it over the back of a chair. Maggie was a little surprised to see that she was wearing a very smart pair of black stockings and suspenders with black lace panties. Jan smiled reassuringly and then strapped the dildo to herself, adjusting it until she was wearing it like a monstrous erection.

"Oh, I see!" said Maggie.

"If you'd just like to come over here," said Jan.

Maggie complied.

"Now, could you bend over the table and raise your skirt again?"

Maggie did as she was told.

"Now what happens is that your partner can come up behind you like so," she said, moving behind Maggie. "Then it's very easy for them to penetrate you... like so."

She pushed the tip of the monstrous cock against the lips of Maggie's exposed, wet vagina.

Jan held on to Maggie's hips and pushed the cock a little way in. Maggie gasped with pleasure.

Jan smiled to herself. She thrust in and out in firm, confident strokes as Maggie desperately gripped the table.

"So... you... see... it's... really... just... a... substitute... for... the real... thing..." breathed Jan as she pumped the wickedly sized dildo in and out of Maggie's helpless vagina.

Maggie met Jan's thrusts with her hips. At the right moment Jan withdrew suddenly, leaving Maggie feeling empty and desperate for more.

"If you like that kind of thing there is something else that may interest you," she said, unstrapping the vibrator from her waist.

Maggie, slumped over the table, frustrated, and said, "What now?"

"This!" said Jan, brandishing a 12-inch double-ended dildo at her.

"Oh my god!" said Maggie. "What on earth is that for?"

Jan sighed. "Do you REALLY want me to show you?"

"Uhuh."

Sighing heavily, Jan slipped off her panties that had been put on over her suspenders.

Jan strolled to the sofa and invited Maggie to sit down beside her.

"Now, this end goes in here," she said, pushing one end of the monster into Maggie's well-lubricated cunt. "And the other end goes in... here."

At this point she opened her own legs wide to reveal her own cunt sticky with her own arousal and plunged the other end of the cock inside herself.

Maggie gasped; now they were joined at the waist like Siamese twins. The two women moved their hips on either end of the cock. Each movement one made sent vibrations along the cock to the other whose subsequent shudder reinitiated yet more waves of pleasure.

The two women writhed and moaned on the cock, pushing against each other, fucking each other and being fucked by each other. They linked arms to try and control the sensations, sweat beading their faces with the effort. Jan smiled into Maggie's eyes; it was going to be a good sale.

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The Movie Theater

It had been raining off and on when I got off work. The streets were smelling and looking clean like they had just taken a shower. The sky was still gloomy with dark clouds. The buildings and the cars looked dull. There was a warm breeze but it was still chilly.

I generally don't like such weather but it didn't matter. I was a bit tired. After all a secretary can't feel like in heaven after a day's work. Only I know how it feels after I have done with dancing my fingers on the keyboard. I was too anxious to get home. Sometimes I go to somewhere else if I feel like it. Maybe to a movie or to a bar, or I just sit on a bench by the river or just take a walk. It was not one of those days. The only thing I wanted then is to get into my warm apartment, have a hot cup of coffee, lie down on couch and watch something good on TV. I guess this is the way many of my afternoons will vanish into enchanting past.

Maybe I would have gone home. Then I don't know why I decided to go to a movie. I went to the nearest theater. They were showing a movie called 'The solitary girl'. Ah, that's funny. Who could be more solitary than me? This is perfect. A perfect solitary movie for a perfect solitary girl. I went right in.

There weren't many people inside. Only a few men and women like me. I went to a corner and tried to relax. I didn't have to try very hard. Relaxation came by itself. Before I knew I was beginning to feel good. Soon I felt I wasn't tired anymore. My mental joy drove away physical tiredness. The film had started. It was the story of an office going regular type girl. Everyday she goes out to her office, then comes back home, goes to her friends', occasionally to parties and to date. Most of the times she feels lonely. Nothing to do in her solitary times except for two faithful friends, her TV and VCR.

Wait a minute, what is she doing? She had started a xxx movie on VCR. She was getting excited about it. The excitement was building in her face. Oh my, she was a good actress or she was actually feeling that and letting her feeling flow before camera. Whatever it was she was horny. She had just started to caress herself, over her breasts, tummy, and thighs. Oh no, she had started to do on her real things. The rhythmic fingering was making her more excited. Her excitement was making me hot. Yes, baby, this girl is good. Now what is she doing? She had gone crazy. She was stripping herself. One by one her blouse, bra, skirt, pants were piled on the ground. The romantic figure of a beautiful naked girl emerged. She was pretty. Her shaved pussy and puffy pink lips was far more beautiful. Her pink nipples were rock-hard.

She started cupping her breasts with one hand. Her other hand was caressing her smooth inner thigh. Soon she moved that hand over to her pussy. She started to finger and play with her pussy lips. Lightly patting her clit. Then she inserted her fingers inside, in deep. Oh shit, she is fucking herself.

As she was masturbating and watching hot sex her body was shaking. She was vibrating. Her mouth opened as the moans beckoned forth.

She was not feeling comfortable in any position. She stopped playing with her breasts with her hand. She started to move that hand restlessly over her body. She was trying to feel the excitement on her whole body. She became more and more excited, her hands started to move more violently. Oh, oh, I could hardly watch. The agitation, the commotion, all was transferring to me. The girl could not stand any more. She was close to a powerful orgasm. Still she was stroking her fingers in and out of her pussy, her other hand swimming over her body, rubbing everything it finds on its way. Sounds of sexual pleasure started to come out of her mouth. Her breath became shorter, movements more violent. She pushed herself over the edge. Owwwwww... she screamed. With this shrill sound of pleasure her whole body exploded in a mind blowing orgasm. She laid on the couch with her joy of sexual ecstasy.

That was it for the girl of the movie. But it was just the beginning for me. She started fire on my body. She was just like me doing what I love to do most. What a similar style.

I was so excited to see her do that, I didn't even notice that I put a hand under my skirt. I generally wear nothing under my skirt. It always comes handy. Whenever I want I can feel a little bit of my soft pussy.

Nothing refreshing like it during a tiresome workday. There I was sitting inside a theater, excited, very excited. I started to finger myself. I couldn't think anything else. I forgot where I was. The movie was going on. I was siting there in a dark corner busy with myself. Ummmm, it's so nice. 'Need any help?' A soft voice whispered beside me. I looked up. A woman was sitting just left of me. I didn't even notice when she had arrived. She was a gorgeous woman in her early twenties. Blonde, beautiful, slender and sexy. I was not sure about her complexion in the dark corner, but I am pretty sure she was beautiful. Maybe she was a little dark, possibly because of a tan. She wore a very short tight fitted black dress. My eyes followed to her breasts. They were at least 38C. What huge ones for such a slender lady. I could even see her stiff nipples under her dress. My eyes were still going downward. I couldn't guess how she looked near her waist area in the darkness. At last my eyes stopped over her long slim legs. They were covered with black stockings. The stocking could not hide the beauty of those smooth strong legs.

Oh my. What does this wonderful lady want to help me with? I couldn't think anymore. What ever it is I wouldn't have missed it for anything. 'Yes, I would love that.' I whispered in the same quiet like tone. She smiled. then asked, 'Do you know what I am talking about?' What is she talking about? She is sitting beside a girl who is masturbating like hell. Surely this girl may need some help. Wait a minute. Is she talking about something else? No, it can't be. What else could she be thinking about?

I didn't answer her. What I did was a little bold thing for me to do but I put my hand on her thigh. She shivered a little. Her body was hot, very hot. Now I was sure she was excited by the movie like I was, and doubley excited by my activities. She didn't say anything but replied by putting her hand over and cupping my breast. She started fondling my breasts. I was wearing a thin cotton bra and my tank top was not that thick either. I could feel her every movement, her every touch. She surely knows how to handle those boobs.

My excitement was heightened. My body started to burn. I couldn't stand it any longer. I responded to her actions by caressing her thigh. My hand carressed over her stockings. I decided to go further up. Oh my, nothing. Nothing at all. Like me she also prefered wearing nothing under that beautiful black dress.

I was not satisfied feeling and loving her thigh. I proceeded up further to reach her pussy. It was so hot. So wet. I couldn't wait to taste her. She moaned as I touched her delicate folds. She spread her legs and let me through. I started stroking her pussy. Up and down, up and down, down and up. I was producing my own juice. I could feel the wetness in my other hand that was still fingering my hot pussy. Soon I felt another thing, a hand. She also decided to help me with my pussy. I helped her inside my juicy pussy and removed my hand. I was beginning to rely on her capabilities by then. At least her other hand was doing a great job on my tits. 'Ahhhh, more more', I hissed. Meanwhile my fingers on her pussy just found her clit. That was a giant. I have never seen such a enlarged one in my entire lesbian life. She seemed to have been electrocuted as I got hold of her clit. Her hand and finger movement started to become faster. Her breath became shorter and irregular. I knew I had hit the jackpot, the key to her cumheaven. I started to stroke an cuddle her clit harder and harder. She responded with a more aggressive motion. I knew she was getting there as she started to bite my ear. Her breath was coming shorter and faster. She was squeezing my tits hard. It seemed she was about to tear them from by body. Her nails were scratching my tender puss. I was never fucked so hard and so brutally in my life. That was a new experience for me. The pain started to make me mad. I moaned, 'Tear apart my puss, oohhhhh, I can't stand it any more, mmmmmm, scratch my pussy to hell.'

Pain and pleasure started to make me desperate. I was to a point where I could cum or die. The woman was so mad. She put her one hand around my neck and started to bite my tits. Ahh, she was hungry like a wolf. She wanted to eat me alive. I desperately pulled her clit hard with my fingers. That was it for my partner. She came violently. Her expression of pleasure over my breast also pushed me over the edge. My entire body exploded. I was blinded by flashes of white light. My whole body was filled with intense sexual pleasure. It felt so good.

I sat there loosing all my strengths. The lady's head was over my breast. A little later she moved her head and lay there on her seat. There we were, two completely satisfied women enjoying our sexual satisfaction at a dark corner in a theater. It was about couple of minutes before we could gather ourselves. We dragged our body parts to sit in a decent position. After some lazy movements we could smooth out our dress. Soon we were helping each other to look as comfortable as possible.

The whole event was soon over. Even any sign of it also vanished. But the pleasant experience was inside our mind. Our faces showed it. We looked at each other, smiled the most beautiful smile in the world. Then we started to watch the rest of the movie.

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She

She walked towards me on the deck of the indoor community pool. I just finished my first set of 20 laps and I was headed to the Jacuzzi to cool-down before starting my second set. She wore the bathing suit of a lifeguard.

She wasn't pretty. Not even plain. She had a face that had seen too much chlorine and too much acne; harsh, wrinkled and marked. She walked around the Jacuzzi once, displaying her body to me. She was proud of her big boobs, and tight bottom. But like her face, her body was blemished and damaged from her exposure to the pool and the sun.

She made me uncomfortable, so I decided to start my second set of laps. She stopped me as I stepped from the swirling water.

"I'm Beth," she said in a blunt, no-nonsense manner, "I want to fuck you...now...right now...c'mon."

She grabbed my hand and led me towards the women's changing room.

"I'm not gay," I protested.

"So," she said flatly.

She put me under the communal shower and commanded that I strip. I did what she asked, dropping the shoulder straps of my workout swimsuit, shedding the damp garment as anonymous women passed by.

She pressed my back against the warm tile and knelt before me.

"Show it to me," she demanded.

"What?"

"Your cunt...Spread your lips and show it to me," she commanded again.

I did. I opened my pussy to her gaze. She placed her hands on my thighs and rubbed up and down, still kneeling before me. More women and girls walked by. Some fascinated by what was happening and some turning their heads with visible disgust. I felt ashamed. Why didn't I stop her?

"You'll need to get off fast or we'll get caught," she said as she plunged her face into my crotch.

She licked me and sucked me and teased me.

"Hurry-up and cum," she said frantically before gently sucking my clitoris into her mouth.

I grabbed her wet hair and did it, I came. It was wet and wild and exciting; my pussy flooding her face as I pulled her against me.

"Oh yes!" I cried as she ate me through two glorious climaxes, "hell yes...fuck yes...eat me."

She stood, "You're not gay...right?"

"No."

"Cool," she wiped her face with the back of her hand, "I slipped my number in your locker."

"Huh?"

"You're here Tuesdays and Thursdays, right?" obviously, she already knew the answer.

"Yes."

"Ok, then I'll see you next Tuesday."

"Ok," I stammered, "do you want to know my name?"

"Not really?" she said with a smile, as she went back to work.

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Sapphic Summer

Its early summer and the air is fairly charged with a palpable energy. The stars peek out behind an endless ocean of clouds. A westerly breeze plays of young flesh. Johanna sits on the edge of a beautifully built pool with white lilies for scent floating about. The cool Bahaman breeze sends her blonde hair in a shimmering curtain that settles around her perky breasts. She is wearing a white bikini, underneath she has no tan lines. Earlier she sunbathed in the nude on the beach, her hair blossoming out from her head as it lay in her arms. The intense sun baking her delicate skin a healthy brown. She is beautiful, to say the least. Down her pointed chin and to the hollow of her neck, between the valley of her perfect breasts and down her flat stomach, and finally to the her smooth and freshly shaven mound. All of this was barely concealed and on display for an equally brazen cutie enjoying a Daiquiri in the Jacuzzi...

The night was young, and Johanna could feel that girl's intent gaze at her back like nails digging into her flesh. She played with her hair, slipping it over her shoulder and looking back at her. "If your gonna stare at me ill stare at you back" she mused. The girl in the Jacuzzi merely smiled and with one lacquered finger beckoned Johanna into the hot whirlpool. She smiled back, and made her way there, enticingly slow. As she stepped into the frothy warmth of the water she tilted her head quizzically, and displayed her best smile. "Hey babe, what's your name?" she inquired in a seemingly innocent voice. The girl had black hair, black like a ravens, a black so true that it shown blue when starlight strikes it. Her skin was supple and pale; to describe it would be folly. To say the least it was as alabaster, and shimmered in the moonlight. She was French, from her lovely accent. "My name is Jordan, do you care to join me?" her lips parted as she smiled and revealed a row of perfectly straight teeth. Johanna slipped the rest of the way in until the warm water caressed the very lower swell of her breasts...

Jordan seemed utterly relaxed, holding her glass of daiquiri. "So what brings you to the Bahamas?" She asked. "Well," Johanna started to blush, partly from the heat but mostly from Jordan, she was ravishing. "I'm from Pennsylvania, in the States" she stammered, unable to meet her partner's gaze for some reason. Jordan merely smiled back at her shy partner. "Well isn't that charming?" she mused. "I'm from France, and am here vacationing with my parents. They're off somewhere on the resort no doubt. Who are you here with?"..."Oh myself..." Johanna managed to get out. She left the last word trail off her tongue, laced with hidden meaning. At last she took in her partners gaze for the first time. Her eyes were the deepest blue green, that of the sea. She seemed to be at one with the swirling waters around her lithe form. "My my my, your a long way from home then honey" Jordan said sweetly. She then idlely swirled a finger in the water and smiled up at Johanna. "you know...in France we generally don't wear these when we swim" she took the straps of her bikini top in her hands and gave them a snap. "such a...restrictive society you have here." Johanna could only sputter a positive response. She could feel herself moisten between her legs, and pressed her thighs tightly together for some relief.

Jordan was indeed beautiful, and a night with her would be amazing. She is French after all. "yes, I guess we do. But that doesn't mean that I haven't done my fare share of skinny dipping!" they both laughed at that, and Johanna could sense Jordan was thinking, calculating. "In here, it would be just like taking a bath" she said innocently. Jordan looked at her then. Her eyes shone, and her gaze went through Johanna like a spear, pinning her breath in her breast. "Well then I'm sure you don't mind" Jordan smiled sweetly, and her hands raised to unclasp her bikini top. "oh, um, of course not" Johanna wasn't ready for this, even though she had already fantasized about how Jordan would look unclothed. And now she was, sitting before her in her youthful glory. Beads of water stuck to her skin, and her fair hair draped over her shoulders, Jordan sat, with a little smile on her face. Her breasts were delicious, alabaster in complexion like the rest of her. Her areola were the size of silver dollars and her perky nipples stood out from them as if to lead the way into the night.

They pointed at Johanna, who could only stare with her mouth slightly open. Now Johanna as genuinely turned on, and if it wasn't for the water that swirled around her, Jordan would have surely seen Johanna's hand creep unconsciously toward her pussy. It came to rest on her thigh though. "you like them?" Jordan asked laughingly, taking in Johanna's intent stare This made Johanna flush, with realization that she had completely forgotten herself, in the vision of this stunning nymph's bare chest. Jordan saw how her partner flushed, and smiled serenly. I think she wants me, she thought. And with that Jordan's hands wandered toward her breasts and gave them a squeeze, sending currents of rippling lust through her body. She looked into Johanna's blue eyes as she pinched one of her own nipples, making it stand out even more, the point so hard it could cut diamond. Johanna was fairly panting now, and her pussy was dripping inside of her bikini bottom. "why dont you come over here" Jordan whispered, nodding to the vacant water just next to her. Johanna obeyed, tugged by an unseen leash to sit next to her topless partner.

Their thighs touched. "her skin is soo soft" Johanna thought to herself. Jordan smiled at her, "do you wanna touch them?" she asked innocently. Johanna could only nod, her eager hands rising to meet her delicious twin peaks Flesh met flesh and both girls sighed when Johanna's hands met Jordan's offered chest. She squeezed lightly and Jordan let slip a moan and put her head back, closing her eyes. Her hair slid off her shoulders and into the water as she did so, like a curtain of black. Letting herself go Johanna lowered her mouth to Jordan's exposed neck, and kissed her softly on her alabaster skin. Her tongue traced concentric circles upon her flesh, and her hands kneaded her breasts, until Jordan's fair skin blushed a rosy pink. "oooh" she moaned (hehe) Johanna then let go of her perky tits and cupped Jordan's face in both of her hands, staring deep into her blue-green eyes. "your so pretty" she breathed Jordan merely smiled, and opened her mouth for Johanna's hot wet tongue. They kissed until dizziness claimed them, their mouths pressed together in a sensuous embrace.

Jordan could feel Johanna's tongue flick across the back of her teeth, and she eagerly sucked it to the back of her mouth. Johanna moaned into her, and she playfully nipped at her lips. I'm gonna fuck you until you cry, thought Jordan. When at long last the kiss was broken, the girls smiled at each other, knowing without saying that they were gonna fuck. Johanna reached behind her back and untied her bikini, letting her perfect perky tits spill out. The girls pressed their tits together as they kissed again

This time it was Jordan who broke off the kiss, holding Johanna back by her shoulders. One deft hand reached around her back and gently pulled Johanna's head back by her hair. With her neck exposed Jordan feasted on her flesh, tasting the salty sweet complexion of Johanna's skin. Her soft mouth trailed lower and lower until it reached her bare chest. Johanna stifled a gasp as Jordan cupped one of her tits in her hands and captured her nipple in her mouth. She suckled on it like a newborn babe. At this , Johanna couldn't help but gasp and moan with pleasure. Alternating between breasts, Jordan feasted upon her. She dragged her teeth across Johanna's breast and gently bit her nipples. Johanna let out a shriek of delight as Jordan's teeth closed on her rock hard nipple. Both girls were fairly dripping, and the scent of wet pussy was in the air, despite the water that swirled around them. Jordan held Johanna against her with one hand, the other finding its way between Johanna's thighs. She gasped as Jordan pushed her hand under her bikini and past her bald mound.

Her fingers cupped her cunt, and rubbed her gently, feeling her warmth and wetness. Johanna's head was on Jordan's shoulder, fairly swooning under her caress. Her fingers gently parted the folds of her hot wet pussy like a flower. Sweet girl cum painted Jordan's fingers and Johanna felt herself reaching climax, powerful like the coming tide.... "I want you inside me baby" Johanna whispered. 'mmmm' Jordan replied, slipping her fingers slick with juices deeper into Johanna's hot love tunnel. She was so warm inside, and the juices kept flowing. Johanna could feel her climax coming, a large cresting wave about to break over her. Jordan had two fingers inside her, and they were pumping in and out slowly, lovingly. "Faster!...ohhh please..." she begged. Jordan complied, and fucked her pussy for all it was worth. She could feel her pussy spasming the fleeting moments before Johanna came. Suddenly, she lashed her head back and wailed in absolute release, her pussy coming and coming all over Jordan's hand. Johanna's head slumped back down and her eyes sparkled with tears of joy and release. Her face was serene, and she wore a wide smile on her face. When the last aftershocks of orgasm left her, Jordan took her fingers out of Johanna and licked them while she watched. "mmmmm you taste so sweet" Jordan drawled, smiling. "Wanna taste it?" Jordan asked sweetly. Johanna nodded and took Jordan's wet fingers in her mouth and tasted herself.

She loved the taste of her own girl cum, and lapped it all up. They kissed again, their hot wet tongues meeting. Johanna kissed her hard, and without restraint as if to say her thanks. "I wanna eat your pussy, Jordan" Johanna whispered. She then took her face in her hands and licked her from her chin to her nose. "that's what I'm gonna do to your cunt...ok baby?"...Jordan was alive with excitement, and stood up to sit on the edge of the hot tub. She slipped off her bikini bottom and spread her legs enticingly. Johanna's eyes instantly stared at Jordan's pussy, it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Jordan's pussy was totally shaved, like Johanna's, and was a shade darker and rosier than the rest of her skin. Johanna could see her girl cum leaking out of her cunt, and smell the scent of strongly aroused girl. Johanna lowered her face slowly to Jordan's cunt, keeping her gaze all the while. With her fingers she parted her pussy lips and gave her a long, wet lick from her wet hole to the very tip of her clit. Jordan took a sharp intake of air and let it out in a low moan of pleasure. Johanna then pushed two of her slender fingers inside Jordan's molten pussy and fucked her. Jordan squirmed and writhed against the harsh concrete under her as Johanna added her mouth to the mix.

Johanna could taste Jordan's girl cum as it spilled profusely out of her pussy. It tastes like peaches, Johanna thought. She swirled her tongue over and over and around Jordan's hard little clit and sucked it between her lips. With Jordan's clit firmly in Johanna's mouth, and with two fingers buried in her cunt, she came, in hard waves that seemed never to end. Jordan screamed and shrieked loudly in both French and English as she spent herself wildly all over Johanna. Her juices squirted out of her and spattered all over Johanna's pretty face and fingers. Johanna stayed inside her, and kept pumping her fingers in and out until Jordan begged her to stop. "Oh please honey I'm going to die!" Jordan implored. Johanna smiled sweetly and came up to kiss Jordan. Their tongues met once again and Jordan could taste herself in Johanna's hot mouth. Taking her fingers out of Jordan's cunt and smiling, Johanna licked them clean. "mmm you taste like peaches baby." she said. "oh yeah baby?" Jordan captured Johanna's fingers and put them into her mouth, tasting her own sweet nectar. "mmm I wanna fuck you." She said in between fingers. Johanna nodded and produced a large white towel, which she spread out on the concrete. On this she lay down, with her legs spread wide with her knees up towards her breasts. Jordan smiled sweetly at her. She kissed Johanna's pussy and opened her pussy lips and sniffed them. "ooh you smell good" she drawled. "Fuck me! Please." Johanna gasped. Needing no more encouragement Jordan straddled Johanna's hips and brought her pussy down on Johanna's. Both girls gasped at the sudden contact. "oh that feels soooo good!" Jordan screamed.

She grinded her pussy into her lover's wet cunt and could feel their cum mixing together. Their hips bounced in rhythm as they fucked each other closer and closer to climax. Jordan's pussy was absolutely dripping, and she pressed her wetness into Johanna's molten pussy. Johanna gasped as her clit rubbed against Jordan's. She could feel herself start to cum and begged Jordan to fuck her harder. Jordan grabbed Johanna's hips and grinded into her harder, faster. "oh I'm going to cum! Ahhhhh!" Jordan felt herself go over the edge, and her pussy burst into Johanna's cunt. This set her off and she came right back into her lover's cunt, squirting her girl cum all over the both of them. After the orgasmic tide had ebbed away they peeled their pussy lips apart, smiling at their wetness clinging to each other's cunt. Jordan then captured Johanna's face in her hands and kissed her hard on the lips.

Her tongue slipped into her lover's mouth. Johanna broke off the kiss. "lets 69 ok?" Jordan nodded in excitement. They moved into position and the girls licked each other's pussy clean. After both of their pussies were licked clean the girls embraced. "oh you have to come visit me in Paris darling." Jordan said to her new lover. "Of course baby, I don't think I've gotten enough of your sweet French pussy!"

They both laughed and hugged each other, slipping back into the calming waters off the whirlpool. They shared one last, long lip-sucking kiss before putting their bikinis back on and heading back to the hotel, hand in hand.

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