7 comments/ 61622 views/ 12 favorites An Evening with Danielle Ch. 01 By: JustPlainMerrie Part 1 Two years ago I was married to an ass hole. Girls, if you've ever been married you might know just what I mean. I'm not denying that I was never a bitch towards him because I was. More often than I should have been actually. How can I describe this to you? Even on my wedding night I resented him. It took four years of marriage for me to realize that a man couldn't satisfy my needs - neither sexually or emotionally. At the time I had never been with a woman. Never tasted her soft sweet lips. Never held my hand at the small of her back while waiting in line. Never breathed the intoxicating aroma of the nape of her neck Never made her scream. During the last few years of my marriage these thoughts began to consume me. Every time my husband and I were in the same room together I would just stare at him with disgust. We'd had sex a total of six times in four LONG years. I had always considered myself a nymph so the lack of sex wasn't a great move on his part for our marriage. Sure, I'd read erotic stories or watch porn and masturbate but every time I climaxed I would cry. Something had to be done. I threw around the idea of having an affair but I didn't think doing an awful thing like that would satisfy me anyway. It would only hurt him and that I didn't want to do. I asked my husband how he felt about sharing me with another woman but he scoffed and said he'd divorce me. Which is something we both secretly wanted anyway. Eventually we separated and then finally divorced. It certainly wasn't easy but I thank God that no children were involved. I was twenty-seven years old, childless and husband less. It was time to give women a try. I worked for a church. Imagine finding a lesbian to love me there. Sure, they were there but they wouldn't admit it. My whole past made me feel as if I had been dragged through dirt. I was having a hard time brushing myself off until the day I met Danielle. Everyday I'd find myself at a well known coffee shop. I have to have my daily fix of caffeine. Danielle was the girl who made all of the nonfat mocha frapp that I always ordered. I'd noticed her sexy, tanned body many times before. Her hair was a lot longer than mine, dark brown or black and very curly. She had deep chocolate eyes that I could get lost in. I knew her name because of her name tag but we had never really talked. When I liked a girl I usually didn't want to make it known for fear of her being disgusted, me being a woman and all. How on Earth do you know when another woman is into you? This is a tough situation to just break into. I must have been staring into her eyes for too long while I was pondering all these questions because when she smiled at me, she blushed. Oh how beautiful those rosy cheeks were! I smiled back and it must have been the aroma of coffee but I was feeling bold and said, "You have an incredible smile," which she did. She leaned forward over the counter and motioned for me to come closer to her. "I was thinking the same thing about you," she said with a sultry Latin accent. Well, I just about melted right there in the middle of the coffee shop. I wanted to taste those pouty lips of hers. She told me to come again soon and I practically skipped my way out and back to work. Danielle gave me that extra pep in my step and I hadn't even finished my coffee. That night I dreamt of her. She was walking through a field of purple wild flowers wearing a white sun dress made of some light material. She was absolutely breathtaking. Her neck and shoulders were exposed and flawless. A blue ribbon for God, first prize I'm sure. She chased a butterfly and was laughing. her skin glistened with tiny beads of sweat from frolicking in the sun for so long. I longed to touch her, to breathe her in, to taste her but I was planted in my spot. She turned to me and smiled wide. As she floated towards me my heart raced. My blood pumped faster and harder and I woke up covered in sweat. I wondered if she liked wild flowers? Ok, maybe it was my new floral scented air freshener plug in but I couldn't get flowers or Danielle off my mind. It was only two in the morning but I knew of a 24 hour 800 number for a flower delivery company that we all know so well. I dialed and ordered an arrangement of purple wild flowers and sent it to her at the coffee shop. I wanted it sent today, in the morning so I had to pay a lot extra for it. It was worth it. I didn't want her to forget me. I also wanted it to be from a "secret admirer" so all I wrote on the card was my usual order: nonfat mocha frapp and the time I would be there 1:45 in the afternoon. I hung up and as I lay in my bed, trying to fall back asleep I couldn't help but wonder about all the what ifs. What if she wasn't a lesbian? What if she was only being nice to me because it was her job? What if she was involved with someone already? What if I wasn't ready for this and there it was. The what ifs sent me off to sleep. I was just a chicken, destined to be alone for always. I had these depressing anomalies while shaving my legs in the shower in the morning. This naturally got me wondering how she groomed her most intimate parts. As I soaped my sweet spot up, slowly, pleasurably, I also wondered if she wondered about mine. I trimmed it up nicely, just in case. I didn't shave all the hair off but I think I did a nice job. Despite my cowardly state, I dressed to impress. I wore a red blouse that helped my cleavage and a brown a-line skirt. I decided on wearing a light sweater on top until my lunch hour, after all, I worked for a church. The day went on forever. I really wasn't getting any work done and my supervisor, Betty Isner noticed. Christian women are known for their gossip abilities so when she questioned me about my work ethic I knew I had to be careful. I lied right to her face about eating some bad Mexican food the night before. I told her that my stomach just wasn't up to par. A lie couldn't be worse than telling her the hundreds of naughty thoughts about Danielle, right? Part 2 Before leaving for the coffee shop, I checked my makeup and my cleavage. I was looking good, I had to admit. I hope she loved the flowers and I hoped she liked me. It would be so romantic to walk hand in hand with her through a field of wild flowers. Hell, it would be romantic and enthralling to walk hand in hand anywhere with her. I took a deep breath and walked into the shop. I had never been so nervous about buying a cup of coffee before. I noticed a man sitting at a table, drinking espresso and staring hard at me. For a moment I thought about my ex husband and all the wrong choices I had made. I shook it off and found my way to the counter. Today she beamed. Everything about her was glowing. I made my order without even looking directly at the cashier. I couldn't help looking at Danielle. God, she was so beautiful and exotic looking. Every time I stole a glance at her she caught me and smiled. I could get used to making her smile. I told the cashier that I wanted a nonfat mocha frapp and time seemed to stand still. It was 1:45 and Danielle confirmed that by looking at her watch. She closed her eyes and took a big deep breath and smiled. Was she relieved or annoyed? It was hard to tell. Maybe she thought this was all a joke. I paid the cashier and moved over to the pick-up counter. The cashier grinned at Danielle as if she knew what was up. I felt as if I would faint. I could feel my forehead getting sweaty. Danielle finished my coffee and handed it to me. Our hands touched as I took the frozen coffee from her. I lingered a little, thinking of holding her hand in the infamous field of wild flowers. Time seemed to stand still, even my heart slowed and almost stopped. "Hey," she simply said. "Hey," I said almost avoiding her poetic eyes. "Beautiful day," I cleared my throat. Very attractive I know but I was having a bit of stage fright with an onset of laryngitis. really smooth conversation starter right. I actually felt like I blew it. Then she eased my mind. "What's your name?" she asked while showing a beautiful, perfect smile. The coffee line began to get backed up and the cashier shoved her out of the way telling Danielle to go take a break. I hadn't answered her question yet when she hurriedly asked another question. "How long do you have?" I glanced down at my watch and saw that I still had about forty minutes until I had to be back. I answered her, still unsure why and she ripped off her apron and came around the counter. She walked to the front door. "Coming?" she simply asked while she leaned her back to the door. Naughty thoughts aside, I decided that yes, yes I was coming. We were walking for about four blocks down the busy downtown streets when I told her my name was Lauren. "Nice to meet you Lauren. That's a beautiful name for a beautiful woman.", she smiled. I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. "Where are we off to?", I asked. "I know a place just a few more blocks. It's beautiful there.", she said while taking my hand as if to tell me to trust her and I did. She led me to a lake that was surrounded by thousands of purple flowers. I'm not a botanist so I don't know which kind. We found a patch of grass right in the sun and sat down. I sat down across from her. Not sure wether to be gazing into her dark eyes or to be people watching. I looked down at my nonfat mocha frapp. "This place reminds me of some beautiful flowers that were delivered to me this morning. You wouldn't know anything about that now would you Lauren?" she starred at me with a cute smirk, waiting for an answer. She already knew the answer. "Well, it sounds like you have a very special secret admirer." I put my coffee down and leaned back on my hands. My legs were stretched out, feet crossed, cleavage perked up. "I think you're right but I also bet my secret admirer is beautiful and sexy as hell." "Well maybe she is but she could never compare to your beauty. Just look at you Danielle, you're amazing." She smiled and leaned in for a kiss. A part of me wanted to blurt our that I had never kissed a woman before but didn't want to ruin the moment so I closed my eyes and hoped for the best. Wow. Wow. Wow! A soft sweet kiss without stubble, without a rough hand groping me. It was ethereal. Perfect! Fantastic and gentle. I parted my lips and her tongue found mine. She wasn't jabbing it down my throat. She took her time and massaged my tickle spots with it. She slid her soft hands up my arms, over my shoulders and into my hair. My whole body tingled, especially my sweet spot. Her tenderness was so thoughtful and uncalculated. It was like we were floating on a cloud all alone. Heaven is surely run by lesbians I thought. We kissed for what seemed like forever. Then she pulled away. I wanted more but was happy to be staring at her again. "So, I wonder who sent you those flowers," I said with a grin. Then she playfully hit me and we started pushing each other down to the groundb rolling all over the purple flowers. We rolled over my nonfat mocha frapp too. I felt like a kid again! Except of course for the fact that I had an incredibly hot woman straddling me on some public property out in the open. There were some city officials and other people, mostly men, watching us. I could tell that they didn't want us to stop, I didn't want us to stop. It was rather public though and I'm not really into that sort of thing. This was definitely a first. Still sitting on top of me, she laughed blissfully while leaning down closer to my face. Her sexy large breasts were begging to be set free of her blouse. I had to have her. My pussy was so wet and throbbing and aching. She kissed me again, this time she was more animalistic and wasted no time running her hands down my sides and onto my breasts. She rubbed and squeezed them while I held her around her waist and pushed her down harder to me. Pressing her jean-clad pussy hard into my pelvic bone. I think she would have climaxed if we hadn't been so rudely interrupted by a police officer on a horse. He didn't arrest us, thank God but he did advise us to take it inside somewhere. We giggled and thanked him. Our audience was disappointed but they were told to get out of there as well. "You're incredible," I told her as we walked back towards the church. My break was over before she had to get back so she walked me back to work. Our hair, and clothes were messed up. We were both covered in nonfat mocha frapp, which we had crushed during our play time in the flowers but we didn't care. We exchanged numbers and she pushed me hard against the church wall and kissed me one last time before I went inside. To hell with the church I thought. Ok, so I underestimated the gossip abilities of Christian women. Betty Isner had seen the kiss. She told Ava Rogers who told Mary Scott who told her husband, Rev. Paul Scott who promptly fired me. As he watched me pack my things into a paper towel box, he didn't even say that he would pray for my soul or anything. So, an hour after my roll in the garden with Danielle I was holding a box of my personal effects from my office and walking towards the parking garage where I had parked my car. I had conflicting feelings. I'd liked my job. I had been there for four years. I had always been into women, even when I was a mere child. I was so tired of hiding this fact. I had a great time with Danielle in the park but was she worth loosing my job? When I found my car, I found my answer. There, on the windshield was a purple wild flower from the bouquet I'd sent no doubt and a coupon for a free nonfat mocha frapp, redeemable anytime. I knew I'd have to take her up on that. Part 3 I had a lot on my mind so when I got home I stripped down to my birthday suit and took a nice long bath. I didn't have any bubbles so it was just a hot bath. I tried not to think about being jobless. I tried but failed. My savings would only last me for about three months and the thought of using it up irked me. Why did I have to like women? Why did God make women like me and make people who hated us? It felt so frustrating. I just couldn't understand how people could be so cruel and judgmental. I closed my eyes and sank deep down into the water. I ran my hands over my body, thinking of Danielle. Then my cell rang. I was relieved when I saw Danielle's name lit up. "Wow," I thought, "She doesn't waste any time." "Hey you," I said. "Hey yourself. Sorry to distract you while you're at work but I was hoping we could get together tonight. What do you say?" "You're a welcome distraction." I didn't have the heart to tell her what had happened. Not just yet. "Your voice is too damn sexy to resist. Why don't you come to my apartment for dinner?" "Will there be dessert?" "I'll cook dinner, you bring dessert. Oh, do you prefer red or white wine?" "I like anything that's sweet. You decide. I'll be there around eight." I gave her directions to my place and we said our goodbyes. It was four o'clock and I had nothing decent to cook so I had to go shopping. I decided to make a delicious but simple entree of salsa with brown sugar chicken and a garden salad. I also picked up a pricey bottle of white wine mostly because it was my favorite. When I got home I straightened up a little and lit sweet scented candles everywhere. I turned the lights down low to create a romantic ambiance and played some soft romantic music. I prepared myself as well with girlie stuff like sweet scented lotions and body spray. I wore diamond earrings, they always made me feel more confident. Even though my ex husband had given them to me, I wanted to wear them. I applied very light, natural makeup. I pulled out my one-night-stand dress from the dry cleaning bag that had been stored in my closet. It had been a long time since I had worn it but I was sure it would still fit perfectly. It was the tiniest blue dress that clung to my body in all the right places. It barely covered my ass and gave my breasts nice appeal. I considered it my 'get-lucky' dress. Every woman should have one. I had just slipped on my three inch heels when she knocked on the door. Suddenly a thousand butterflies swarmed inside of me. I felt sick but knew this was right. She was right. I opened the door and there she stood like a dream. She had on an amazing red dress that clung to her body just like mine. For a second I wondered if she called it her 'get-lucky' dress. I didn't have much time to look at her because she stepped right in and planted a warm kiss on my eager lips. When she stepped back she smiled big. "Wow. Mama you look hot! Turn around and let me get a good look at you." I obliged. After my twirl I closed the front door and watched her walk across my living room. It was nice seeing her there. I wanted to see her naked. "You have a lovely apartment." "Thanks. Danielle....you look...I can't find the words. The only word that comes close to describing you tonight is gorgeous." My hear raced as I starred her down. She smiled at me and blushed a little. I noticed she didn't have anything in her hands and asked her if she had brought dessert. "Darling, who says I didn't bring anything for dessert?" she said with a sly grin. "So how about the grand tour?" She asked while taking my hand. My heart was skipping, my pussy dripping. I should have worn thicker panties. I showed her the kitchen, my office, the bathroom and then my bedroom. She hadn't walked into the other rooms but when we reached my bedroom she walked right in and sat down on my bed. "Would you like dessert first?" I didn't need to be asked twice. I sauntered over towards my bed. I must have looked like a deer in headlights because she reassured me. "It's ok. Everything is ok." Those are the last words she said while we were still dressed. I stood very close in front of her. Her hands wandered up and down my arms giving me goose bumps. Causing my pussy to ache. I closed my eyes and let her caress my body. She ran her hands over my breasts and down my waist. I almost jumped back when she touched my hot spot through the silky fabric of my dress. My arms and hands were limp at my sides. I wasn't sure what to do with them. 'Relax', I told myself and I tried. Her hands were magical and made me hot all over. I arched my back a little letting my long hair tickle my bare back. She found her way back up my arms to my shoulders and pushed off the spaghetti straps one by one. Danielle pulled my dress down slowly, erotically exposing my breasts. She took her tongue and lightly licked my perky nipples and nibbled on them hungrily. I was moaning already completely aware of every hair on my body standing on end. She dropped my dress to the floor and revealed my dark blue, wet panties. She pressed a finger or two over the fabric directly over my clit. She was driving me crazy. She stood while rubbing me furiously. I opened my eyes completely loving seeing her hungry eyes. I kissed her mouth hard. Our tongues lapped at each other while she guided me to the bed. I didn't want her to let me go but was happy to see that she was ripping off her dress. Under that tight red dress she wore a red and black lace bustier. My God she looked like a Victoria Secret model. I was surely in Heaven. She pinned me down on the bed and straddled my pussy this time. I could smell our sex in the room already. She was lavishly planting kisses all over my shoulders and neck. Every muscle in my body was tense as she grinded down hard into me. Grabbing the top of her bustier I pulled it down revealing her heavy breasts. They were glorious. I massaged and fondled her. I leaned up and licked her salty nipples. Sucked them hard into my mouth. I was experiencing pleasure like never before. My whole body zinged. Sweat poured off of her radiant skin. She tickled me and I laughed. She grabbed my panties by the waist band and pulled them down slowly, revealing my moist hot spot. I reached over her arms and pulled the rest of her bustier off. We were naked and glorious. I felt like I would scream if I didn't find a release soon. Her pussy glistened and seemed to pout at me. An Evening with Danielle Ch. 01 "You're so beautiful," I said as I starred at her pussy. I wanted a taste. I wanted to make her scream. "Can I taste?" "Me first," is all she said as she lowered her face down to my mound. My nipples stood at attention as I awaited her soft lips to embrace me. I remembered the last time anyone had attempted to satisfy me with oral sex. It was such a joke but at least the man had tried. Two to three minutes of poking and prodding and he finally came up smiling like he had fed a small country. Of course, that ended with a six minute romp, which I used to make mental notes about my grocery list. Danielle was different entirely. Not only because she was hot and lovely but I'm guessing it was because she was a woman and was way more in tuned to what women wanted. Hallelujah! Danielle did things to me that had me grabbing the sheets in my fists and digging my heels into the bed. I was screaming in no time, not caring if my neighbors thought I was being murdered or not. She did tricks with her tongue that I hadn't known were possible. It seemed like she had a few fingers plunging into my pussy, a thumb on my clit and her tongue in between. Could I ever be as good as she? I came so hard I must have squirted all over her and the bed. Now that I think about it, it was sort of embarrassing but at the time, all that mattered was that my pussy was on fire. As I screamed over and over she kept going. I pulled and tugged at her beautiful curls but she wouldn't budge. I thought I might pass out. Finally, she came up for air, she was human after all and she smiled at me. I pulled her hot sweaty body up over mine and kissed her deep on her mouth. I loved tasting myself on her lips. It was so erotic. Her whole face glistened with my juices and I wanted to show her a good time myself. I laid her down on the bed next to me and continued to kiss her as I explored her body with my hands. She was definitely not like touching a man. She had a wonderful erotic scent that succumbed her body. I slid my hands over her pussy and felt the heat rising. She was wet, she was drenched she was hot. I pressed my hand to her a little harder and she let out a short sigh. She was close so I rubbed even harder and faster keeping a steady speed. Danielle grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down towards her juicy spot. I accommodated happily. She was moaning and squirming all over my bed. Her hands held my shoulders steady and she humped my face. I licked furiously, trying to remember everything that she had done to me. It was almost like I couldn't do it wrong, she seemed to be satisfied with whatever I was doing down there. I forced two fingers deep inside her velvety vagina. She was so hot and it felt so much like when I masturbated. I felt her walls convulsing, pushing and sucking on my fingers. She humped my hand and my face and screamed with delight! "I'm coming Lauren, I'm coming!" is all she screamed as she pushed a burst of cream into my mouth and face. I swallowed all of her. She was intense. "Come here baby," she motioned me with her finger to come to her mouth and I did. I kissed her softly and was in complete ecstasy. The taste of our sex swirled around between our mouths and we laughed and cuddled. "How do you feel?" "Hungry," I laughed. I was completely exhausted but satisfied. "But dear, you just ate," she laughed. She lifted her leg and straddled my pussy once more. This sent chills up my very spine. Her hot, succulent pussy was pressed hard against my very own. I could feel her clit throbbing against mine and I gushed. She rocked slowly at first but eventually cadenced into a hard passionate rhythm. The ends of her hair danced all over my skin as she came all over my pussy. She collapsed on top of my heaving breasts and said, "Ok, I'm famished. Let's eat." Part 4 Danielle threw on an old T-shirt of mine and I slipped into some boy shorts and a matching bra. After all, we didn't want to be under dressed for dinner. Eventually we tore ourselves apart from one another and made it to my kitchen. Danielle made my mouth water prancing around my kitchen, showing off her bare ass. Surely I was dreaming. No woman this hot would be into me, right? Oh, there I go, over thinking things again. Would you believe that the chicken wasn't burnt and it was just right? No? Well, you're exactly right. The chicken was no good so we just had wine and salad. After we finished our salads we took our wine into the living room. It was almost completely dark as most of the candles had burnt out. We relaxed on my couch with our legs intertwined. Her toenails were painted a very ruby red. She wore a small silver toe ring on her right foot, it was sexy. We gazed at one another for a long time, sipping our wine. "It's funny", I said after a while. "What is, mami?" "Well, I thought I was going to have to get you drunk before I took advantage of you." We smiled and giggled a little. "Lauren, I have a confession to make," she looked serious as she said this. What could it be? Was she involved with someone else? "Go on...." "Well," she started while putting her glass on the table. She parted my legs and looked hungrily at my cunt. "I've wanted to taste you from the very first time you walked into the shop." Phew, easy confession. She was making me squirm. "Lauren, have you ever been with another woman before me?" Danielle sprinkled my inner thighs with light kisses. Her soft lips dances upon my skin sending chills to my very spine. "Honestly, no. I've only ever fantasized about them. I've longed to be intimate with someone as beautiful as you. Someone to hold and caress. Someone to taste inside and out. Someone to pleasure hour after hour. Someone to share my desires with." I realized I was talking too much and blushed. "Don't stop, mami. I love your sexy voice." As she said this she stood in front of me and shed her clothes. She lifted my old T-shirt over her head revealing her delicious mound, firm abs and perfect round breasts. They bounced hypnotically as she brought them to my face. "Tell me one of your fantasies." I buried my face into her warm breasts and squeezed her luscious ass. I wanted to lick her entire body. I wanted to taste every inch of her. I pulled away from her so I could talk better. "Bend over and spread your legs for me." She obeyed. Danielle turned around and placed her hands on the coffee table to brace herself. I began by rubbing all over her ass and warming it up. I love having my ass spanked so I thought I'd try it on her. My slaps were soft, not abusive at all. Just enough for a little sexy sting. After each smack I rubbed the area to heighten her sensation. Her pussy responded like a waterfall. She was loving it. She moaned out and said "yes, yes" a lot. I couldn't let her sweet nectar go to waste so I placed my tongue right at her lips and began to lick and suck. Her body trembled but I wanted her to scream. I shoved two fingers deep inside her pussy. Feeling every muscle clasp me hard. I slid my fingers in and out hard and fast while I bit her ass. Not too hard, just little nips. She screamed, her whole body shook and that's when I got my prize. Danielle began exploding all over my hand so I took my fingers out and replaced them with my mouth. I sucked her hole hard until she was dry. She collapsed over my table with her naked ass in the air. I was so turned on that I had soaked my boy shorts. I watched her cunt convulse as I fingered my own. I came hard and fast while sucking on my fingers that were covered in her juices. When I woke up, I was alone and in the dark. I must have fallen asleep after our delirious evening together. I was pretty tipsy but I knew I had to get my contacts out of my eyes so I got up and staggered to the bathroom. I fumbled to get my contacts case and solution out of the cabinet. When I finally did, I looked up into the mirror and there Danielle had left her goodbye. A simple ruby red lipstick press. My heart skipped a beat. More to come soon. An Evening with Danielle Ch. 02 Part 5 The next morning I woke up around ten. Was there coffee strong enough to battle my hangover? Probably not but I put on a pot anyway. While it was brewing I cleaned up my kitchen I started by throwing the burnt chicken away, pot and all. I loaded the dishwasher and straightened up everything we had used the night before then poured myself a large cup. I decided to go to my computer and search for a job. Before you go thinking that this is when my life turns around and I get a high paying executive job I should tell you this. I never finished college. It's a long story, a different story but it ended with me married and trying to make a mortgage payment by working full time. At any rate, I could type and answer a phone. I enjoyed making other peoples lives a little easier. It was also a job where I got to wear cute outfits and have little to no stress in my life. After emailing my resume to a few prospects I spent a lot of my day thinking of Danielle. The way she walked. The way her eyes roamed my body. The way I had to catch my breath from just thinking about her. Her soft hands running all over my body. Her laugh, it was intoxicating. When she smiled at me last night, I'd traced her lips with the tip of my tongue and tasted her. I also wondered if she thought of me so fondly. I slowly began to touch my breasts. Running my fingertips around my nipples, causing them to become erect. I tilted my head back against the computer chair and closed my eyes. The familiar caress of my breasts sent vibrations down into my white laced panties. My hands were on automatic. They slid down my belly and under my panties. I began to massage the delicate folds of my pussy. I was hot and wet by then but most of all, my little pearl was nice and hard. I pressed my hand down firm and let it throb a little before moving my hand in a circular grind. It was Danielle's pussy pressed against mine in my mind. Her smooth wet lips sliding back and forth between mine. Her hard little pearl poking at me, sending chills right to my spot. I pried my lips open a little allowing my fingers to find my sopping wet hole. My pussy muscles were begging to be penetrated. My nipples remained erect as I imagined Danielle... She lowered her face close to my pussy. I could feel her hot breath on my lips. Her tongue licking me slow and hard. Starting from the very bottom and working her way to the top, lapping every bit of my sweet honey up. After she got my pussy all clean she dipped her tongue into my hot hole, holding my lips wide apart with her fingers. Danielle darted her tongue in and out of my pussy, deep and fast. She dipped her fingers deep inside reaching just the right spot ...... I came hard and my pussy exploded. My clit was on fire. My pussy muscles clenched and gripped my fingers tight. They gently sucked my fingers as my pulse began to slow. A smile spread across my face. When my body stopped having aftershocks I was really quite satisfied and opted to take a nap. Part 6 It was almost dark when I woke up again. My days were all out of whack from not having anything to do except masturbate. I laid in my bed staring at the phone for a while. I was arguing with myself about calling Danielle. I really wanted to see her again but didn't want to come off as needy. Could I help the fact that I was addicted to her sex? NO! I decided that I wanted to take her dancing. Not to a lesbian club but to a regular dance club. I wanted both men and women to see us grind into each other. I knew I was just being insecure and I shook it off. She was into me like I was into her. I picked up my cell phone and dialed the number. She answered right away. "Hello Mamacita." . "Hi Danielle." I blushed at her pet name for me. She spoke low and breathy in a sultry Latin-American-tone. "I couldn't stop thinking about you today." "Oh really? Were you thinking naughty or nice thoughts about me?" "Very naughty." I smiled. "That makes two of us mami. Why don't you come in for some coffee on your way home from work? I want to see you." "Well, how about you meet me at my place at ten and I can take you dancing? I know a fun place across town." "It's a date. Hope I can control myself when I lay eyes on your beautiful ass." I blushed and we said our goodbyes. Part 7 Danielle held my hand as we entered the club. The music was blaring and the air was smokey. Not my favorite, but where else could I grind into a willing, sexy, young woman? Ok, my bedroom, living room or public park - ahem - but we'd been there, done that! God she looked so damn sexy. She was wearing her hair swept up in a messy but perfect curly pony tail and dangly diamond earrings. I wondered who had given them to her briefly, then wished I had. She was so elegant, hot and sexy. Her leave-nothing-to-the-imagination black dress clung to her body accentuating every perfect curve. She also wore sexy black, three inch stilettos and her signature ruby red lipstick. I'd come to expect and love her ruby red lips. "You are a vision of perfection." I had said to her when she came to my door earlier. We walked to the bar right away and immediately downed a double shot of tequila each. I licked salt off her heavy cleavage and she licked salt from my lips. I was beginning to see that Danielle was a lot of fun both in and out of the bedroom. We sat at the bar for a while, getting a feel for the place and for each other when a handsome man came on to us. "Hello ladies, can I buy you a drink?" He laid a hand on each of our shoulders and wedged his muscular body in between us. I was very uncomfortable but I liked the attention and accepted the drink offer. We ordered two cosmos and he ordered a shot of yager. We toasted to the cool night, then he placed his hands on our shoulders. "So, I haven't seen either of you pretty ladies dance tonight. You gotta man waiting to beat my ass somewhere here?" Poor guy, I thought. He looked so hopeful! "Oh, we're not here with any guy." Danielle said and put her hand on my knee. Her fingertips tickled me a little and sent vibrations right to the center of my legs. The mans look on his face was priceless. The bulge in his pants was light - I wondered if his prick was small. "Excuse us, papi." Danielle said as she took my hands. "Thanks for the drinks." She led me to the dance floor. I could feel the bass thump hard in my body. At first we jiggled and wiggled about just watching each other and giggling. When she started rubbing her hands from her neck and shoulders over her breasts and down her belly my pussy ached. I wanted her delicate hands all over my body. I stepped closer and closer until we were mirroring each other. A crowd had formed around us like we were competing in a wet T-shirt contest or something. Our nipples were hard as rocks. She rubbed her chest hard and to the beat of the music. Her dress lifted higher and higher. Everyone was about to get a damn good show until she pulled me closer to her gyrating body and kissed me passionately. Her lips were so sweet, her tongue so naughty. My pussy screamed as her nipples circled my own. Her hands roamed my body as I squeezed her fine ass tight. Our dresses were riding up and I wasn't thinking of the fact that I hadn't worn any panties. All I cared about was feeling good in her arms. Then Danielle pushed her knee in between my legs and revealed to all that I had indeed gone commando. I grinded against her knee, feeling the cool air on my ass cheeks. I slid up and down her leg, spreading my juices all over her knee and thigh. My clit was hard and I pushed it against her and created a hot friction. She took my hand and brought it to her hot, wet pussy. I slid a finger under her panties and deep inside her hot cunt. She gushed out immediately and I started to feel heavy suction around my finger, her pussy was sucking me in deeper. This is when I felt a man pressing his hard prick into my back then lifting my dress completely off of me! Another man did the same thing to Danielle, revealing her black satin bra and matching panties. Someone unsnapped my bra and ripped it off of me. I was completely naked and continued to grind her knee. I was getting close to an orgasm when she pulled away from me. I pouted in disappointment but for only a moment. Danielle got down on her knees. She grabbed my ass in her hands and began making love to my hot, wet pussy with her mouth. She kissed, sucked and drank all of me in. I was able to concentrate more on my surroundings as I pulled at her hair lightly. I loved feeling her tongue in my slit. Her hot breath helping to milk my honey. There were a few couples fucking, a few women sucking their guys off and a few men jerking their cocks in plain view. This club had become a sex club because of us. I wasn't complaining. Then, Danielle shoved two fingers into my waiting hole and I screamed. My sweet nectar flowed out of me hot, thick and slow. I moaned with intense pleasure. The men were shooting their loads everywhere! It had become a cum-fest and Danielle and I were the main attraction! Danielle stood, her half naked body glistening with sweat, and pressed her body against mine. She kissed me long and hard on the mouth. I was hot for her and knew I'd have to take her home with me that night.