0 comments/ 128860 views/ 95 favorites Lesbian Law By: Rick_N_Tanya Tanya knocked on the door, waiting for Erica to answer. She had butterflies in her stomach as she heard the footsteps coming closer to the door. She wasn't sure if she could, or should continue with the thing she had come here for. Erica was a lesbian, and Tanya had come here for sex. Erica had been working with Rick for six weeks. He suspected she was at least bisexual, if not fully lesbian. Her mannerisms were "Boy's Club" professional, almost to the point of masculine, despite her physical appearance that screamed "Femme Fatale". He had picked up on little looks here and there that suggested an interest in women, though she had never said anything directly. Slender body, and perfect breasts, her long blonde hair neatly coiffed to accentuate her incredible green eyes, Erica belonged in the pages of Playboy, not a small company in a backwater town. For some unknown reason, she had chosen to settle here instead of a city like New York or Los Angeles; places she had lived before and been very successful. Rick had invited her out for dinner and drinks with he and his wife Tanya. It was an invitation meant to bring her into the fold at the office. Her incredible beauty had caused the male employees to shy away from her, and the female employees had begun rumors out of sheer jealousy. Erica needed to be included, and if Rick and Tanya both befriended her, others would fall in line without starting rumors of an affair. Erica met them at the restaurant, and held her handshake with Tanya a little longer than would be considered normal. She gazed into Tanya's eyes with an interest that intrigued Rick, and mesmerized Tanya. Her green, cat-like eyes were seductive, eyes that held your attention with their sheer brilliance and beauty. "Hi, I'm Erica." She said calmly, professionally,... seductively. "Hi." Tanya answered, not knowing exactly what to say beyond that as she gazed back into her eyes with curiosity. They sat and enjoyed their meal, discussing work and their individual pasts, getting to know each other beyond the office gossip. There was a lot of laughter and storytelling, and overall, things went very well. Erica never mentioned a boyfriend, but repeatedly said "Lovers" and "Partners" in lieu of "Boyfriends" or "Girlfriends". While the discussion wasn't approaching sex, it was obvious that Erica was a sexually charged person with her eye on Tanya, and Tanya wasn't objecting to the attention. Rick was also enjoying the tension as he watched another woman getting his wife worked up. Hearing Erica say the word "Lovers" made Tanya breathe a little more heavily, and Rick was enjoying watching his wife's reactions. Five or six drinks later, they had moved to the bar to continue their talk. Erica had chosen a table in the back that offered at least some privacy as she focused her attention mainly toward Tanya. Innuendoes were made, and hints were dropped, but nothing was directly asked or answered. Rick was never left out of the conversation, but he knew he was a third wheel tonight as he watched his wife warm to the attention of the lesbian across the table. Finally, Erica decided to break the chat and open the possibilities. "Can I be honest about something?" she asked. Rick and Tanya both nodded their heads as they waited for her response. "Look," she began, "I think you've both figured out by now that I'm a lesbian. I really hope you're not put off by...." "No!" Rick answered quickly, interrupting her to her own amusement. "Not at all." Tanya answered as she jokingly slapped Rick's arm, letting him know he was being a horny idiot. She knew exactly what thoughts were running through his head. "I really like you both." Erica continued to Rick's excitement, "Normally I wouldn't be so blunt, but I'm really drunk right now." She paused for a moment before asking her question. "Tanya, by any REMOTE chance, are you bi?" "I'm curious." Tanya answered honestly, and with a small grin, exciting Rick even further as every man's fantasy began to emerge in front of his eyes. "Rick, would you mind if I enticed your wife?" she asked. "What's in it for me?" he asked, hoping for an invitation. "Nothing." Erica answered warmly, "I don't believe in office affairs." "That sucks." Rick answered jokingly, allowing the conversation to play out. "So is it a yes, or no?" she probed further. "I think you're asking the wrong person." He answered. "Well?" Erica asked as she turned to Tanya. Tanya began to feel the burn between her legs as she gazed into Erica's deep green eyes. "I don't know." She answered nervously, but with a deep hint of interest. "Is it remotely tempting?" Erica asked further, holding out her hand, hoping Tanya would take it. Tanya softly bit her lip as she contemplated the offer. She placed her hand in Erica's and squeezed lightly, unsure of where to go from here. Accepting her hand was not acceptance, but a sign of interest only. Erica stood from the table, and led Tanya to the restroom for a moment of private conversation. "We'll be back in a minute." She told Rick as they disappeared down the hall. Erica led Tanya through the restroom door and checked to make sure they were alone. Finding no one else inside, she leaned Tanya against the counter and stood inches away from her. Close enough to lean in for a kiss, but far enough away to back off if the door opened suddenly. "I find you very attractive." Erica said as she gazed into Tanya's eyes, "I have no interest in 'converting' you, as some straight people would call it. I also have no interest in breaking up an obviously great marriage. I'm no threat to Rick, and we both know that he's ok with this." "Why me?" Tanya asked nervously. "I haven't been with anyone in over a year." Erica answered, "You're the first woman that's really talked to me about something besides work in a long time, and I found myself VERY attracted to you from the first moment I laid eyes on you. I picked up on your curiosity, and well... I'd like to help you explore it. You've pushed every single one of my buttons tonight, and I'm soaking wet right now, hoping you'll say yes." "I don't know." Tanya answered, tempted but afraid, "I've never done anything like this." "Everything starts with a first time." Erica reassured her, "You know Rick would love to have a threesome. I'm not interested, but you'll know everything you need to make it happen for him." "I've haven't been with anyone else since we got married." Tanya said, "I don't know that I would want to do anything without him there." "Tanya," she began, "Let's remove the tension here. Not committing to anything... Not being nice to save my feelings... Do you find the idea of me making love to you appealing?" "You know that I do." Tanya replied. "If you were ever to explore your curiosity, do you really want it to be with another curious woman, groping in the dark, each of you wondering if you're a disappointment to the other?" she asked, "I'm a lesbian. I've had my share of female lovers. You are an inexperienced virgin, and I'm creaming at the opportunity to show you all the wonders of making love to another woman. I WANT to see that look of ecstasy in your eyes when I make you cum for the first time. Do you know how special that is for me?" Tanya closed her eyes, trembling with excitement as she contemplated Erica's offer. Here was her biggest fantasy standing before her, her personal insecurities one of the driving forces that made Erica want her. There would never be a better opportunity than this, and Tanya knew it. But could she find the courage to cross that threshold? Erica smiled seductively as she pulled her business card from her purse. Writing her home address on the back, she slid it into Tanya's hand. Then, placing her hand on her cheek, Erica leaned in and gently placed her lips against Tanya's, kissing her deeply. Tanya melted, feeling the soft, warm lips against her own as she smelled Erica's perfume, and felt the incredibly delicate touch of her fingers against her skin. Her lips parted easily to accept her kiss, and Erica slid her hand around to the small of Tanya's back, pulling their bodies together so that Tanya could feel her breasts against her. Finally pulling away, Erica smiled seductively as she gazed hungrily into Tanya's eyes again. Tanya was stunned, seduced by the kiss. "I've wanted to do that all night." Erica whispered, "You have my home address. Talk to Rick, and I'll be home in twenty minutes if you decide to try it." Erica gave Tanya another quick peck on the lips and walked out the door. Walking back to the table, she leaned over and whispered into Rick's ear as she laid her money on the table. "I just kissed your wife in the restroom." She said, "I got the impression that you wouldn't mind." "No." Rick said, happily. "You two need to talk, because I've invited her over for sex." She continued, "I like you, but lesbians don't do men... lesbian law and all that. Still, if you ever want to have a threesome with another woman, dropping her off at my house will get her over any fears she might have. Say no if you think it might cause problems between us. There won't be any hard feelings." "There's only one hard feeling at the moment." Rick joked. "Lesbian law." She reminded him with a smile. "To hell with Lesbian Law." He answered, "If my wife gets you, then I get you too." Erica placed her hand on his cheek and looked into his eyes. "Please Rick," she said, "It's been a very long time for me. Let me have her tonight, and I promise you a threesome later. You can't fuck me, but I'll make sure you get to see us together and participate." "Seal it with a kiss?" he asked. Erica leaned down and began to kiss Rick. "You know that this wrong to me." She whispered, "I'm only kissing you because I want your wife." "I know." He said, smiling against her lips, "I want to be able to at least touch you." "Agreed." She answered as she finished her kiss. "So can I have her?" "Ok." He answered, "Do NOT hurt her." "Not a chance." She said, "And thank you, even if you are a bastard." Erica smiled back at him as she walked out the door. Tanya emerged from the restroom and returned to the table, quickly downing whatever was left of every drink on the table. Rick could see the look of lust in her eyes; mixed with fear as every emotion she had fought its way to the surface. "You want her, admit it." Rick said. "I want to fuck the hell out of her!" Tanya answered, breathing hard, nearing hyperventilation. "So she invited you over for sex?" Rick asked, "Your call." "Baby, I don't know." Tanya replied as she leaned back in her chair, quietly clenching her hands between her legs, "I don't want to do anything without you." "I don't mind." Rick answered, placing his hand on her knee, only to have it quickly slapped away. "Quit!" she whispered loudly, "Not now!" "SORRY!" he answered, amused by what his wife was experiencing. "If it's any consolation, she promised me a threesome later if this happens. If you do this, I expect you both to hold up your ends of the bargain." "She offered that?" Tanya asked. "She wants you bad." Rick answered, "Badly enough that she agreed when I made it a stipulation. She's willing to make a deal with the devil for a night with you." Tanya tried to regain her composure as she stared at the card on the table. It was an open invitation that she was very interested in, but she didn't want to exclude her husband. Erica had definitely peaked her "curiosity", though it had become more of a driving force than a curiosity after the kiss in the restroom. It was a little more tempting knowing that Erica wanted her enough that she would agree to a threesome with a man to get her. "Tanya," Rick said gently, "This has always been a fantasy of yours. I want you to fulfill this fantasy. I don't want you kicking yourself later because you passed up the opportunity of a lifetime." "I don't want to do it without you." She said. "Can't... lesbian law, and all that." He answered, "Honestly, can you see the two of you together without me there, just two women fulfilling a fantasy?" "Yeah." She answered simply. "Then go for it." He said, "I'm determined to fulfill all your fantasies. This saves me from having to rent a hooker." "You're such an asshole!" she laughed. "I will get my threesome later, right?" he pushed. "YES! I will make sure you get a threesome sometime!" she argued, "It might not be Erica, and it sure as hell won't be a hooker, but you will get your threesome." Rick paid the bill and took Tanya's hand, leading her out to the car. Taking the card from her, he looked at the address and began driving to Erica's house. Tanya sat silently as she watched the world go by, thinking about what would happen. She was nervous, yet excited at the opportunity, but was still unsure if she could go through with it. Pulling into Erica's neighborhood, Rick pointed to an all night coffee shop on the corner. "I'll be right there." he said, "When you're done, or if you change your mind, I'm one block away. I can be here in one minute." Pulling up in front of Erica's house, Tanya leaned over and kissed her husband. "Are you sure about this?" she asked. "Absolutely." He answered calmly, reassuringly. "Thank you." She answered. "I expect explicit details." He said. "Ok." Tanya snickered as she opened the door, climbing out, and watching her husband drive away. Tanya knocked on the door, waiting for Erica to answer. She had butterflies in her stomach as she heard the footsteps coming closer to the door. She wasn't sure if she could, or should continue with the thing she had come here for. Erica was a lesbian, and Tanya had come here for sex. She heard the footsteps coming closer, and the peephole in the door grew dark as the person inside peered out. The doorknob turned, and the door began to open. Erica stood in the doorway, still dressed as she was at the restaurant, but she had let her hair down so that her soft, silky locks were gently draped over her shoulders. Erica smiled and held out her hand without saying a word. Tanya accepted her hand, and Erica placed a finger against her lips. "Don't say anything right now." She said calmly, and with a gentle smile as she began to pull her inside, "This is instruction time. Just listen, feel, and enjoy." Tanya followed her down the hall and to the bedroom. The only light came from the dimmed accent lights in each corner of the room, and a couple of small candles. The bedroom was sparse, only a bed, nightstands, and a dresser. The bed was a queen-sized bed with a thick, patchwork comforter of green and red squares, outlined in gold trim, and matching pillows at the head with golden tassels dangling from the corners. The entire room was bathed in a soft, warm glow that provided just enough light to see by, yet not enough light to make out any real detail. Erica turned and stood in front of Tanya, holding her finger to her lips again. Tanya watched as Erica removed her pinstriped jacket and neatly laid it across the dresser. She began to slowly unbutton her blouse, teasing Tanya as she watched her shirt opening slowly, revealing a black lace push-up bra, a hint of areolas peeking from the cups. Removing her shirt slowly, she allowed it to drop to the floor. Sliding her hands down her body, she began to unbutton her pants, and slowly slid them down, stepping out of them, and placing them on the dresser with her jacket. Erica now stood before Tanya wearing only a black lace bra, a matching black lace thong, black stockings that climbed to her thighs, and high heels that gave her a look of elegance as she walked back across the room to Tanya. "Lesbian law, number one." She began seductively, "If you want to seduce a woman, dress the part. If you're looking for a Hooter's girl, dress like one. If you want to find a Victoria's Secret model, then you need to dress like a Victoria's Secret model. Taste seeks out taste." Erica wrapped her arms around Tanya's waist and pulled her close, kissing her deeply as she moved Tanya's hands to her ass. Tanya felt the softness of her cheeks in her hands as she returned Erica's kiss. Her ass was as soft as velvet, and warm to the touch. The lace thong tickled her palms as she allowed her hands to roam, sliding up her back to feel the rest of her soft, feminine skin. Erica's lips pressing against her own were even softer, inviting, and Tanya felt Erica's tongue gently glide between them, feeling the tip against her own tongue as she opened her mouth to invite her in. The brief kiss ended as Erica backed away, looking Tanya in the eyes. "Do I have a good taste?" she asked. "Yes." Tanya answered, her breath quivering from the seduction. Erica turned around and lifted her hair. "Unhook my bra." She said. Tanya fumbled with the hooks, finally getting them undone as she watched Erica's full, naked back come into view, unobstructed in the dim light. Erica turned around, holding the cups over her breasts as she returned to look into Tanya's eyes. "Lesbian law, number two." She began again with a smile, "The wonderful thing about lipstick lesbians is that we are not men. Only a woman truly understands how another woman likes to be touched. You know how long fingernails feel against a naked breast. You know how much pressure feels right. If it leaves you aching deeply, then it will likely do the same for your lover." Erica dropped her bra, and placed Tanya's hands on her breasts, and she felt her nipples swell under her fingers. She allowed them to glide over her soft delicate skin, and closed her eyes as she soaked in the softness of another woman's breasts. She felt the supple contours, and sliding her fingers underneath, felt her skin lightly kissing her fingertips as she experienced the incredible sensation. Erica's fingers glided up Tanya's arms to her face, lightly caressing her cheek as she watched Tanya experiencing her first woman. Erica's breath quivered as Tanya experienced her breasts, touching them, imagining how it felt when she was touched that way. She looked into Erica's eyes, understanding completely as she witnessed the look of sheer ecstasy. She instinctively knew how to touch Erica because it felt good to her. "Are you ready to move on?" she asked quietly, resisting the temptation to let her continue what she was doing. "Yes." Tanya answered, her arousal sounding in her voice. "Remove my stockings." Erica said, sitting on the edge of the bed and holding out her leg. Tanya knelt down, and removed one of Erica's high heels. She looked up her leg to the edge of her stocking, so close to her pussy that she was tempted to leave the stocking on. Resisting temptation, she allowed her fingers to glide up her leg, feeling the fabric, teased at what was underneath as she slipped her fingers into the top of the stocking. "Lesbian law, number three." Erica said, "A woman is worth the wait. Undressing a woman is like unwrapping a piece of imported chocolate. Savor every second, anticipating things to come. Take the time to appreciate the perfection before you sink your teeth into it." Tanya smiled at the tease, becoming more comfortable with Erica and her "Lesbian Laws". She gently, teasingly wrapped her hands around Erica's leg as she gently rolled the stocking down, feeling the muscles ripple and tense at her touch. Erica's breath shuddered for the first time as she felt Tanya's fingers gliding down her leg, the first sign that she was as aroused as Tanya. The other stocking came down just as slowly, and Tanya took her time, appreciating the sensation, and appreciating Erica's reaction to her touch, giving her a sense of empowerment as she undressed her. As Erica had said, touching the way she liked to be touched made all the difference in the world. This seemed natural, naughty, pure, ... feminine with an entirely new meaning. It was sensual and erotic beyond any comprehension she had ever known. Tanya held up the stocking, dangling it in front of Erica. Lesbian Law "One thing left." She said teasingly, "What's number four?" Erica stood, her panties at face level with Tanya. She moved closer so that the fabric was mere inches away from her, teasing her to remove them. "Lesbian law... number four." She said with a joking pause that Tanya could hear in her voice, "What's inside every woman's panties is golden. It's not an erection that you can slap around and abuse to make happy. Treat it with respect, and compassion. Make love to it, and make it feel loved. Once you get to it, it's already seduced, but you still need to kiss those lips as delicately as you would kiss the ones up here. Get rough with it only if that is what it desires." Tanya gently placed her hands on Erica's hips, allowing her little fingers to slide underneath the waistband of her panties. Sliding her hands over her skin, allowing her nails to lightly graze the surface, she gently slid her panties down her legs, watching as the soft strip of pubic hair came into view. Neatly trimmed, and as golden as her hair, Tanya's eyes were fixed on it as Erica stepped out of her panties. "I told you it was golden." She said, "Run your fingers through it, but nothing more." Tanya's hands instinctively slid up Erica's legs, and she found her fingers moving on their own as they made contact with Erica's pubic hair. As soft as goose down, her fingers slid over them, watching them move at her touch. She watched as her fingernails lightly raked though it, and felt Erica quiver at her touch. She allowed her finger to lightly rake through the hair, slowly, teasingly making it's way down, closer to the crease between her legs, and felt Erica's hands slide to her hand, stopping her before she moved any further. "Not yet." She said. Erica turned Tanya's head, and slid her hands around her waist, placing Tanya's hands on her ass as she stepped closer. Tanya felt Erica's pubic hair lightly caressing her cheek as she felt her delicate backside in her fingers. She closed her eyes and savored the moment, feeling something so soft and gentle touching her as Erica lightly brushed against her face. "Lesbian law, number five." She whispered softly, a gentle tone to her voice this time, "Savor a woman's texture as if it were a delicate rose. Savor her smell as if it were expensive perfume. Savor her taste as if it were a fine wine. And savor her heart as if it were your own." Taking her hands, she gently lifted Tanya to her feet. With one finger under her chin, she kissed her gently before breaking away and looking deeply into her eyes. "Despite everything you've done to me, all that I've done to you is to kiss you. You're still dressed, and technically still a virgin." Tanya nervously began to reach for the top button of her shirt, but Erica placed her hand over Tanya's fingers, stopping her. "I can feel the hesitation in your fingers, and see it in your eyes." She said softly, "You're not just taking your clothes off for a stranger. You're giving yourself completely to something that you've always been told was wrong. You want it, but this is the point of no return." Tanya stood silently, listening to what Erica had to say. "You feel vulnerable, and unsure about yourself," She continued, "and I remember how awkward it felt.... I don't want you to feel that way with me." Tanya began to relax as Erica described her fears, and told her they were normal. She spoke with compassion and experience, reassuring her that her feelings were justified, but normal. "I'm going to get a couple of things, and I would like you to undress, and be waiting for me under the sheets when I come back." Erica said, "A virgin should never be forced to undress in front of you..... Lesbian law, five-and-a-quarter something." She joked, telling Tanya that she would do nothing to make her feel uncomfortable. Tanya appreciated the level of respect that Erica showed her. A man would treat her like a piece of meat, hoping she'd dance as he watched her remove her clothes. Erica seemed to have no interest in that. Erica slipped her high heels back on, and Tanya watched as she elegantly walked from the bedroom, her perfect ass swishing with every step. The muscles flexing as they moved, Tanya had never seen such a perfect body. Just as she reached the corner, she slid her finger behind her back, wagging it back and forth to let Tanya know that she was aware of the hungry eyes watching her. Tanya tried to contain her giggle, and began undressing quickly as she watched her disappear around the corner. She quickly climbed between the covers as she listened to the sounds coming from the kitchen, thankful that she had been spared the horror of having to undress at the gaze of a woman with such a perfect body. Tanya sat naked in bed, covered only with a sheet as she waited for her first lesbian lover to return and instruct her further. She contemplated Erica's "lesbian laws", and while humorous, they contained such erotic concepts that the laws themselves turned her on. No man had every put things into that kind of perspective, and she felt wealthy as she remembered the words, as if she were being taught to act like royalty. It was much more than just the touch of another woman that aroused her now. It was the feeling that she was about to pampered in ways that she had never contemplated. Delicate, feminine, loved, and lusted for, Tanya felt as if she were living a chapter from an erotic novel. Erica returned carrying a tray, and stood in the doorway admiring what she saw in her bed. Tanya admired the naked woman standing in the doorway, her perfect body as she held a tray full of elegant goodies meant for her. Setting the tray on the dresser, she reached into her closet and pulled a long silk scarf from a robe hanging inside. She walked over to Tanya, and sat on the edge of the bed. "Lesbian law, number six." She said seductively, "The sensation of touch is more important than anything. A relaxed body more readily accepts another woman's fingers." Erica placed the blindfold over Tanya's eyes, gently tying it behind her head. "Roll over on your stomach." She whispered, and Tanya complied, carefully, nervously remaining covered as she rolled over and laid down. Erica got the tray from the dresser and carefully sat it on the nightstand. Tanya heard the sound of slick hands rubbing together, and felt Erica's body straddle her legs, only a sheet between them. She felt Erica's fingers glide across her shoulders, the warm oil feeling wonderful against her skin as Erica began to massage her shoulders and back. She occasionally felt long fingernails lightly gliding across her skin, followed immediately by the gentle pressure of her fingers pressing into her back. Tanya was in heaven as Erica gave her the best massage of her life, exactly as she would want one. She guessed it was exactly as any woman would want one, and as only a woman would understand. Erica's hands slowly moved further down her back, and she felt the sheet being slowly moved further down, exposing her naked body more and more. The tension rose as she waited to feel the cool air on her ass, followed by the oiled touch of Erica's expert fingers. She felt Erica move further down her legs, and the sheet slowly pulled even lower, and gasped when she felt the cool air hit her cheeks. She waited to feel Erica's touch, and was surprised when she felt her long, golden hair gently glide across her naked skin. She felt Erica's lips gently make contact with the small of her back, and moaned softly as she felt her fingers rub deeply up her thighs, Erica's thumbs sliding forcefully over the cheeks of her ass to meet her warm kiss above. Erica paused, holding the kiss for only a moment, then began flitting her tongue into the small of Tanya's back, a tempting tease, knowing she wanted it somewhere else, somewhere a few inches lower. Her hands glided further down her legs as she massaged the muscles in Tanya's legs, the deep rubbing putting Tanya into a state of euphoria as she soaked in the attention. Moving to her feet, Erica knew exactly where to rub; exactly how hard to push; exactly how a woman's feet needed to be touched. There was no question of how hard, or how long, Erica knew. Never saying a word, Erica climbed off, and turned Tanya's foot, Tanya instinctively, and unquestionably rolling over and exposing herself completely to her touch. Tanya felt Erica's legs against her calves as she climbed back on, and felt her hair drifting slowly up her body, delicately painting every inch with attention as she worked her way up. She paused only momentarily to plant a gentle kiss against her navel, and then Tanya felt her hair gently glide over her breasts. She could smell the conditioner in her hair and the perfume on her skin, her touch so delicate that she savored this moment that was purely female. The sheet was raised to cover her at the waist, and Erica sat back down, keeping the sheet between them. Tanya felt her body move, then felt a cool, slick finger against her lips. They parted automatically, her tongue finding the sweet syrup on the end of Erica's finger, the taste of peach entering her mouth. She sucked hungrily at Erica's finger, whimpering softly as it was slowly withdrawn. Gentle lips kissed her own, delicately replaced by the moist, sweet slice of peach sliding across her lips. Her tongue reached for it, and she licked it delicately, erotically, passionately, yearning for the texture more than the taste. Erica cooed close to her ear. "That is how you should always make love to a woman's clit." Erica whispered, her warm breath nearly putting Tanya over the edge as she listened to the words being spoken to her by another woman. Erica's hair drifted past her cheek, and Tanya began to feel the most incredible sensations against her skin. Peach, and then kiss; peach and then tongue; alternating textures, soft and silky explored her body. Across her neck, and down her chest, light touches caressed her skin, each contact inching teasingly closer to her most sensitive areas. The peach swirled around her nipple, followed by lips, and a gentle tongue delicately tracing around it. Her nipples began to ache from the attention, and she struggled to keep from ripping off the blindfold and attacking Erica with a passion so intense that it was almost animal in nature. She squirmed as Erica's fingernails lightly grazed her sides, slowly moving the sheet further down again. "Contain your enthusiasm Tanya." Erica said, "Relax, and enjoy the feeling." The sheet was pulled off completely, and Tanya spread her legs, aching from the tension. She felt Erica's body sliding between them, and felt her soft golden hair lay gently on her stomach as she also felt her hand placed easily on her lips. She felt Erica's lips gently pressing into her pubic hair, kissing softly as she explored. They slowly moved to her hip, working their way down the crease toward the place she most wanted touched. Finally, Tanya felt the sensation so incredible that she came on contact as she felt Erica's lips touch her pussy. Her tongue parted her lips, and Tanya felt the gentle sensation of her tongue glide across her clit, exploring slowly, delicately, Tanya's wetness dripping from between her legs. She felt Erica's tongue glide further down, her lips pursing slightly against Tanya's pussy as she kissed it hello, and then slid her tongue inside. Tanya's fingers clenched shut as they fought their way down her body, finding Erica so that she could feel her long silky hair sliding between her fingers. She felt her head buried between her legs as Erica licked her with an expertise she had never known, and she came quickly and often, each powerful orgasm sending shockwaves through her body. She reached up and yanked off her blindfold to watch Erica giving her such intense pleasure, and found her looking back as she soaked in her expression of lust. "OH MY GOD!" she screamed, "That is so fucking incredible! Please, don't stop!" she begged as she slid her feet around Erica, holding her there for as long as she could, the look of her face between her legs as powerfully erotic as the touch of her mouth. A look of hungry pleasure entered Erica's eyes as she slid one hand up Tanya's body, placing the palm of her hand against her chest. Tanya felt two slender fingers sliding inside her, turning, and sliding up the inner wall, finding her G spot. Erica held her down, lightly grazing her fingernails from breast to breast, rubbing Tanya's G spot as she continued to lick her clit. The look in her eyes mesmerized Tanya as the explosive orgasm hit, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head in near convulsions as she came harder than she had ever cum in her life. Erica knew that she needed a short break, and rested her head against Tanya's stomach, her cum glistening around her mouth. Tanya watched as Erica daintily wiped the wetness from her chin, seductively licking it from her finger. "It's like candy." Erica cooed as she licked her finger, sending Tanya into yet another spasm of pleasure. "Sorry." Erica laughed, happy that it was her fault, "Any regrets yet?" she asked. "No." she answered emphatically, "Hell fucking no!" Erica climbed up her body and lay close to Tanya. Tanya grabbed her head and kissed her, dying to feel her lips again, her own taste and scent adding to the incredible moment. They kissed passionately as Tanya struggled to recover, wanting more, and genuinely desiring to explore Erica's body. Tanya's hands began to grope Erica's body uncontrollably, hungrily, but Erica quickly grabbed her wrist, turning her over and straddling her body. Pinning her to the bed, she kissed Tanya passionately, wildly, Tanya aching at the chance to devour her. "Stop." Erica demanded, locking eyes with Tanya as she held her still. Tanya froze and looked hungrily into Erica's eyes, finding a gentle gaze looking back "Now ask yourself," Erica said, "Are you behaving like a lady, or a horny man? Is that how you would want to be touched?" "I'm sorry," Tanya answered, "I got caught up in the moment." "It's ok." She answered, "I expected it to happen at some point." Erica sat up, straddling her, and placing Tanya's hands on her hips. She held her hands against her body, letting her feel the soft, warm skin in her palms. "How were the orgasms?" she asked. "I don't think I've ever cum harder in my life." Tanya answered. Erica smiled as she slid Tanya's hands around to her stomach. "Savor a woman's texture as if it were a delicate rose. Savor her smell as if it were expensive perfume. Savor her taste as if it were a fine wine. And savor her heart as if it were your own. Rules to live by." "So when do I get a turn?" Tanya asked. "Whenever you want it." Erica answered, "Just remember that whatever you do to me, you need to think about how it feels on your own body. That's the key to lesbian sex." Tanya rolled Erica over onto her back and climbed on top of her. She gazed lovingly into her eyes as she contemplated everything she had felt. "Did you really agree to a threesome with my husband?" she asked. "For this moment right here, I would have agreed to anything." She answered. "Do you plan to follow through with it?" Tanya asked. "Yes," she answered, "But only because I want to see how much pleasure WE can give you. I want to make you cum as hard as I did a minute ago, and then see what a hard cock does to it." "Are you really a full fledged lesbian?" she asked, to Erica's amusement. "I wasn't born a lesbian, if that's what you're asking." She answered, "It was a choice. I just prefer women." "So who came up with all these Lesbian Laws?" Tanya asked. "You have to learn them before you can get your union card." Erica answered. "There's a lesbian union?" she asked, astonished. "Yeah, the card is plaid." She answered, "I'm a member of the Local 69." Tanya took a second to think about that one. "You're bullshitting me, aren't you?" "Ya' think?" Erica answered, bursting out laughing that she'd even considered it might be real. "Seriously," Tanya pushed, "where do these lesbian laws come from?" "They are things that have been said to me over the years." Erica admitted, "Things that really hit home, and added to what's important to me. I guess they are the philosophy of what I consider sex." "It's a pretty damned good philosophy." Tanya told her. "I've lived by them for ten years." She said, "They've never let me down." "Teach me how to make love to you." Tanya said, "The way you like it." "I already have." Erica said, "When you look me in the eye, make it genuine. When your finger touches me, put it there because that's the special place on your body. Kiss me exactly the way you love to be kissed. All you're doing is sharing the things that are most intimate to you. That's your secret love button, and you touch me there because you also want it to be mine." "Can I be an honorary lesbian once in a while?" Tanya joked, but with a serious look in her eyes. "There's a test." Erica answered, pointing down her body. Tanya smiled, too emotional to laugh at her joke. She leaned in and kissed Erica, this kiss filled with very real affection. She took a moment and focused on the sensation of their bodies touching, breast against breast, stomach against stomach, their legs intertwined. She felt Erica's soft, blonde pubic hair grazing against her own, and fully understood how special this moment really was. There was nothing hard, nothing hairy, nothing there for the sole purpose of self-satisfaction. There were no stipulations or requirements, and no demands or expectations. It was simply two soft bodies finding pleasure as they allowed their very souls to mingle. The term "Girlfriend" suddenly had an entirely new meaning in Tanya's mind, and she was developing a genuine fondness for Erica. Tanya kissed her passionately, exactly the way she loved to be kissed. She slid down, nuzzling her cheek against Erica's chest, listening to her heart beating inside. She watched her hair slipping over her skin, daintily allowing it to glide over her nipples, teasing them softly as she watched them swell with excitement. She felt a genuine desire to feel them between her lips, and began to make love to them with her mouth, careful to consider how it had always felt to her own breasts. She gently rolled Erica over onto her stomach, and lay on top of her, pressing her breasts into her back as she lovingly slid her hair out of the way to expose her neck. "I love soft, gentle kisses on my neck." Tanya said as she began to kiss Erica in all the spots she loved. She allowed her lips to roam closer to her ear, taking her earlobe between her lips, sucking very lightly. She blew a warm gently kiss into her ear, and licked her earlobe again. "This is a very sensitive spot for me." She told her, "Feeling hot breath in my ear, and then feeling a tongue, right ... here... behind my ear. It drives me insane, and makes me ache." Erica's breath quivered as she lay there enjoying the sensations. He legs spread instinctively, as if that spot behind her ear forced them open. Tanya knew because that's exactly what she always did when someone kissed that spot, and she knew what she wanted when her legs parted from that. Tanya allowed her hand to slide down Erica's body, over her ass, and between her legs. She slid her fingers over Erica's pussy, stroking lightly, as if she were petting a delicate rose, allowing her nails to temptingly scratch in all the places she loved, the most sensitive places. She continued to kiss her neck for a moment, but then began to slide down her body, kissing her back. A kiss here... A kiss there... A nibble on the side, and a warm breath between puckered lips under her right shoulder blade, Tanya had Erica purring as her fingernails continued to lightly stroke her pussy. Lesbian Law Her lips moved further down, finding her hips, Tanya focusing on that sensitive area that sends most people into fits of giggles, yet Erica lay still, savoring the sensation of her lips against her skin. Just as she had done to Tanya, she now felt her tongue flitting in the small of her back, her ass being squeezed delicately, and a slender finger rubbing along her lips, teasingly refusing to part them and slip inside. Erica began to raise her ass in the air, the tension building as Tanya refused to enter her. She quickly felt a surprising slap against her cheek, and laid flat immediately, unsure of what was happening. "Excuse me," Tanya said, "A woman is worth the wait. Remember the imported chocolate? Savor every second, anticipating things to come. Take the time to appreciate the perfection before you sink your tongue into it." Erica giggled as she tried very hard to contain herself. She felt no hesitation in Tanya's lips, and knew she was genuinely appreciating what was happening. "Tanya," she said. "Hmmm?" she answered teasingly as she continued to kiss around her bottom. "If you appreciate that imported chocolate too long, it's going to melt." "I'll lap it up." She answered. That was the last thing Erica needed to hear as she felt the tension rising. She forced Tanya to let her roll over, and watched with anticipation as Tanya immediately climbed back between her legs. She reached down, sliding her fingers through Tanya's hair as she peered into her warm and loving eyes. Tanya's tongue slid from between her lips, and Erica felt its warm tip glide between her lips, still refusing to enter. "That candy is almost ready." Tanya said with a look of control in her eyes, "I can see it glistening." She slid her fingers between Erica's lips, getting it wet, and sliding it teasingly into her mouth, wrapping her lips around it. "Mmmm." She moaned naughtily, "It does taste like candy." "Tanya..." she demanded. "Erica?" she answered. "Please?" she whimpered, "Please do it?" "Don't rush the virgin." She said, "This is what I like. These are my buttons. And, uh... this is my very... first... pussy." She said innocently, very slowly sliding a finger inside, "I'm going to lick it exactly the way I love to have mine licked." Erica felt her body quiver as she felt Tanya's finger sliding inside. The look in her eyes drove Erica nearly insane, and she began panting heavily as she watched Tanya's tongue begin to explore. She felt the cool air on her as Tanya spread her lips, exposing her clit, and as she felt her tongue touch her clit for the first time, Erica felt the most incredible sensation of pleasure as the virgin swirled her tongue around it. "Oh Baby!" she panted, "Please eat me? Please lick my pussy?" she begged, feeling her body begin to convulse as the orgasm approached. She felt Tanya's hand sliding up her body, and grabbed it, sliding it to her breast, feeling her skin press against her as she held on to her wrist. She felt Tanya's fingers slide inside, and turn just as she had done to her earlier. She felt her slender fingers sliding up the inside wall of her pussy, finding her G spot, and gently stroking it as her tongue continued to swirl, and flicker around her clit. Her fingers spread slightly inside, making her feel filled, and began to feel Tanya's fingertips "thumping" rhythmically against her G spot as the flittering of her tongue quickened. Erica felt the orgasm beginning to surge through her. She felt the tingle and burn in her back, and her muscles began to tighten. Her eyes began to roll to the back of her head as it overpowered her, and she thought she would explode as it rocked her entire body. Tanya held her down and licked her clit furiously, sliding her fingers in and out of Erica's pussy. She loved the sensation, the texture, the taste, the smell, the look in her eyes, and the incredible power of watching her control over Erica's body. Tanya loved making love to another woman. "OH MY GOD!" Erica screamed, "DON'T STOP! PLEASE DON'T STOP! THAT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!" Tanya continued doing exactly what she was doing, consumed by lust, consumed by the knowledge that she was able to give her so much pleasure. Feeling Erica's grip on her wrist tightening, she squeezed her breasts, and Erica seemed to cum that much harder. Erica growled hungrily, exactly as she had reprimanded Tanya for doing earlier. She pulled her wrist, pulling her from between her legs, and pulled her back up her body. They kissed passionately, but the wandering hands never turned to awkward groping. Tanya was loving every second of this experience, watching her teacher turn into a hungry, and horny equal that was blatantly violating her own laws. Tanya tried to slide back down her body, but Erica quickly flipped her onto her back and straddled her body, burying her face between her legs as Tanya admired the beautiful pussy above her. She felt Erica's fingers slide inside her, and her tongue searching for her clit as their bodies pressed together. Tanya slid her hands around Erica's ass, pulling her pussy closer to her hungry mouth, and began licking, and probing, squeezing her ass in her fingers as she experienced the amazing tastes and smells and textures of another woman. They brought each other to orgasm at the same time, their moans driving each other into another, more powerful one as they rolled around the bed. Tanya rolled Erica over, claiming the top for a while, teasing her own pussy with Erica's lips as she tried to contain herself enough to make Erica cum again. Their bodies remained intertwined for hours, exploring each other, challenging themselves to give the other one more powerful orgasm. By the time they stopped, they found themselves in the living room, each with bumps and bruises from falling off the bed more than once; each with multiple carpet burns as they fought to be on top. Sweaty and exhausted, Erica and Tanya looked each other in the eyes and laughed at the incredible time they had, kissing lightly for the lack of energy to do more. "Where's your cell phone?" Erica asked. "Bedroom." Tanya answered, still breathing too hard to make a complete sentence. Erica rolled over onto her knees and crawled to the bedroom. Tanya waited, and watched her staggering back, cell phone in hand. She watched her flip it open and began pushing buttons, finally holding it up to her ear as she plopped back into the floor and leaned against Tanya. "Rick....... Erica." She said, still breathing hard. Tanya couldn't hear Rick's side of the conversation, and could only fill in the gaps as Erica talked. "We just finished. How are you feeling right now? Are you still ok with me having sex with your wife? Good. Yes,... I will still have the threesome. Yes Rick, I swear, we will have a threesome. Look, the reason I'm calling is because I want to make a deal..." Tanya waited to hear what the deal was. She knew this had been an incredible evening for her, but she wasn't sure how great it had been for Erica, having sex with an inexperienced woman. She assumed she would be happy regardless of what was about to be said, but she still waited on pins and needles. Erica finally continued... "Rick, what would it take to convince you to let Tanya have a girlfriend on the side? Yeah, sex and all... a girlfriend with benefits... She's your wife, and your marriage always comes first, but I really want her in my life. I want the freedom to make love to Tanya whenever the mood hits us. Think of it this way...if she's in bed with me, she's not out shopping. You'll save a fortune." There was a long pause before Erica answered as she contemplated his demand. She took a deep breath before finally answering. "Ok." She said somberly, "I'll do it." Erica flipped closed the phone and placed it on the couch behind her head. She looked at Tanya, and then leaned in to kiss her. "I've never fit with anyone the way I fit with you tonight." Erica said, "Once is not enough for me. I want to make love to you as often as you'll let me." "And my husband just agreed to it?" Tanya asked. "There were conditions..." she answered, "And I guess it's worth it." "What conditions?" Tanya asked nervously, guessing the answer. "Uh,... I guess we're both bisexual now." She answered, "I just hope he's not any bigger than my strap-on." "I'll talk to him." Tanya said, "I like my lesbian just the way she is." Lesbian Leanings "We were so--" Toni paused, searching for the word that would best embody her thought--"naïve." Behind her, the sea, blue-green to the far horizon, rolled in, white-capped and foaming, to break upon the golden sands of the deserted shore. Rocks, seemingly stacked, one upon the next, formed jagged, jumbled pillars, against a cloudless sky of radiant blue. A low rail guarded the platform that overlooked the forested mountainside and the meadow, bright with wildflowers, far below. A trail, meandering among tall oaks, pines, maples, poplars, and elms, and dappled with sun and shifting shadows, seemed cool, just to look at. Seated upon a bank, grass green behind them, their ankles in the cold, rushing water of the brook babbling beneath them, they looked as if they belonged here, as if they were part of the landscape, part of the land. The sight of them was enough to make one believe that the stories of naiads and water nymphs were true, and that the mountain, meadow, forest, and river were, indeed, populated with spirits who looked fleshly in their slender nakedness, even the occasional few who wore sunglasses or spectacles. Toni Daytona was in every one of the full-color photographs, unless she herself had been the one who'd taken them. The girls had taken turns photographing themselves during the summer after their high school graduation, when Toni and her girlfriends had decided to mount an album of themselves, au naturale, to commemorate what they'd regarded as the best days of their lives. At eighteen, they'd never be lovelier than they were now, they'd told themselves. They'd loaded up Toni's pickup truck with gear and driven to Lone Mountain, an isolated campsite in northern California, offering views of craggy peaks, deep forests, the broad ocean, and bright meadows. After a week, they'd photographed themselves in various settings, always nude, and had obtained all the pictures they would need to memorialize, for all time, the beauties that had been they, during the prime of their lives. Each had thereby acquired a copy of the same sets of photographs to mount in an album of Toni Daytona, Monica Saddlewell, and Stephanie Lake naked, outdoors, free and careless as the wind that winnowed their long tresses and caressed their naked flesh. They had been truly lovely, Toni thought, smiling at the beautiful young women exposing their charms to the camera, as shamelessly and unselfconsciously as if being naked in a forest or a meadow were the most natural thing in the world. For them, that summer, it had been. At the same time, it hadn't been--not for Toni, anyway. She'd thought that being naked with her friends would be no different than being nude with them in the showers after a high school gym class--just bare flesh, no big deal. And, at first, it had been like that. Toni had seen Monica and Stephanie naked before, after all, many times, in the showers at school, when they'd changed at the beach, and even a few times during the sleepovers that one or another of them had hosted during their high school days, and none of them had found a glimpse of skin to be all that titillating, although one might admire the curves of another's hips, the fullness of another's breasts, or the sleek firmness of well-turned calves or thighs; still, it wasn't as if any of them were equipped with something that the others didn't also possess. The week they'd spent at Lone Mountain wouldn't be any different, the girls had thought. Like the others, Toni had believed this to be the truth, and, at first, it had been true--but, then, whether it was the way sunlight and shadow shifted, dancing upon Monica's bare shoulders or across Stephanie's naked breasts; the way that a breeze stirred one of the other girls' long, luxuriant tresses; the way that the cool morning air stiffened their nipples; or the way that a limb, extended to grasp a seedling or an outcropping of rock, as Monica or Stephanie, their muscles tight beneath their sleek arms and legs and buttocks and backs and tummies, climbed a stony hill, their nakedness was transformed, and, instead of seeing their familiar shapes and forms, it was as if scales had fallen from Toni's eye, allowing her to see, for the first time, the true and absolute divinity of her friends' nakedness, perceiving them as no longer mere mortals, but as the naiads and the dryads of whom the ancient Greek poets had written, spirits of the vast wilderness made flesh. Toni, from that moment on, had been captivated by her friends' nudity. She'd spent the rest of their camping expedition trying not to ogle or stare, casting sidelong glances and snatching quick glimpses of Monica's hairless crotch and the dimpled cleft of her sex between her friend's marble-smooth thighs, or sneaking peeks at Stephanie's firm, round buttocks and the sleek slopes of her breasts as they spilled forward, dangling for a moment, jiggling and swaying, as her friend maneuvered among the stones and roots and depressions of a rocky trail or a mountain pathway. At night, her own pussy sodden with desire, she lay away, dreaming of embracing, caressing, and kissing her friends; in her sleep, she tasted the honeyed nectar of their loins. She wished their week's camping trip would never end and she could walk and climb and swim and sunbathe naked with these earthbound goddesses forever, eventually becoming more than just friends with these girls whom she'd known since their preschool days--much more than just friends. She regretted, even now, ten years after their sojourn within the bosom of the earth, that she'd not been able to summon the courage to make her thoughts known to her friends, and that nothing had happened but the picture taking. She sighed, thinking that, at least, she had the album of photographs, the images of their ephemeral beauty, and of her own stillborn desires for an intimacy beyond mere friendship and of lust fulfilled. "We weren't naïve," Monica, seated beside Toni, disagreed. "We were--" now, it was she who paused, seeking the right word--"pure." Stephanie, seated on the floor, at their feet, laughed. "Pure?" Monica nodded. "Pure," she insisted. Like naiads, Toni thought. Like dryads. "I don't know about that," Stephanie said, "but we were sure bold and brassy." "And beautiful," Toni said, her voice, soft, sounding far away. "I'll give you that," Stephanie admitted, "but goddesses?" "Spirits of nature, yes," Monica said. "Spirits of the wilderness made flesh." Toni gazed at her friend, astonished that Monica had voiced the very sentiment that she herself had thought just moments ago. "What?" Monica asked, reacting to Toni's gaze. "You said what I was thinking just a minute ago," Toni said. "Really?" Monica seemed intrigued. Stephanie snickered. "Do you have any idea how arrogant that sounds?" She paused, then added, "But I agree with you. We do--or did--look like female deities. We were so beautiful, so casual, so carefree¬--" she cast a glance at Stephanie--"and, yes, all right, pure." Toni had been thinking, while her childhood friends, all grown up and still lovely, if not quite as fetching as they'd been a decade ago, right out of high school, participated in the conversation that she'd started, and she wondered, now, whether she dared to bring up the infatuation she'd felt for them then, her "lesbian leanings," as she'd characterized her thoughts and feelings during the week they'd spent together, naked on Lone Mountain. She wondered whether, if she adopted the right tone, part-nostalgic, part-confessional, part-gentle-chastising, she could mention her lust for her friends without losing their respect or affection. Maybe it was best not to go there, she told herself. Those thoughts and feelings were of the past. There was no need to dredge them up and lay them out, naked and writhing, before friends who'd probably never shared similar ideas or emotions, who'd never wanted to kiss and caress her, to explore her body with their hands and their tongues, to taste her sex, and to make love to her the way that "normal" women made love only to men. Her sharing of her predilections for same-sex sex might not be understood; they might be abhorrent; they might be regarded as abnormal, as abominations. Her disclosure of her deepest, secret thoughts and fantasies might cost her the friendship of her dearest friends. Monica chuckled, pointing a sculpted nail, red as blood, at a photograph of her and Stephanie, climbing a steep slope, right legs bent, left legs extended and foreshortened by the angle from which they were filmed, their round, firm buttocks arched toward the camera, their breasts dangling, and said, "Remember this?" Toni said, "I remember." She'd been the one to take the picture, and, looking through the viewfinder at the framed shot of her two best friends, side by side against the mountainside, naked as nymphs escaped from the sylvan paradise of ancient Greece, the Pacific visible above and beyond the craggy slope, had made her ache with desire, and her pussy had wet itself; she'd felt a warm, moist tendril trickle down her inner thigh, and she'd imagined the soft, tickling sensation to have been engendered first by Monica's, and then by Stephanie's, respective tongues. "I thought, then, and I think now," Stephanie said, "that, if the sight of our twin moons didn't light Toni's fires, we were barking up the wrong tree." Monica made a face. "Ugh! Could you mix a worse set of metaphors." Toni hardly heard her friend's complaint. She looked past Monica, at Stephanie. "What did you say?" Stephanie laughed. "Okay, confession time." She and Monica exchanged impish, knowing looks. "We agreed with your idea to go naked and take pictures of ourselves and each other to commemorate our teenage comeliness because--" she paused, giving Monica's hand a squeeze with her own, and maintaining contact--"we thought we might seduce you with our lesbian loveliness." Toni's mouth opened and closed. Finally, she managed to blurt, "Lesbian? You and Monica? Since when?" The others laughed. "Since forever," Monica said. Toni felt betrayed. Her two best friends, whom she'd known since kindergarten, had kept secrets from her--or a secret, anyway¬--and a huge one, at that. "Why didn't you ever tell me?" she demanded. Her voice quavered, and her tone expressed her hurt--and her annoyance, an annoyance bordering upon ire. "We're friends," she said. "Best friends!" "We weren't sure you'd want to know," Monica confessed. "We weren't sure how you'd feel, how you might react," Stephanie admitted. "We didn't want to lose your friendship," Monica said. "So we agreed to spend a week with you, naked, at Lone Mountain, where, we hoped, we could get a feel of how¬--of whether--you thought or felt the same way we do, or whether you'd be offended if we did tell you--I guess we should have been honest, right from the beginning." Toni said nothing. The album, spread across her lap, seemed heavy. It seemed to weigh her down, as if it were more than merely an oversize book full of mounted photographs, of pictures of her and Monica and Stephanie, naked, naïve, innocent, carefree, and pure, nymphs and dryads, naiads and fairies, frolicking in the deep woods, among mountains and meadows overlooking the swelling, pounding sea. It seemed that all of their lives were here, laid open, upon her thighs and knees, and the weight of the world besides. She remembered the tightly bunched muscles beneath the girls' golden thighs; the flexing of their perfect, round, tight buttocks; the spill of their soft, sleek, dangling breasts; their hair, winnowed by the wind; their faces reddened by the wind and sun. She remembered her sidelong glances and her furtive looks. She remembered, also, her own confusion, doubts, and fears, especially her terror that, were her friends to know of her own "lesbian leanings" toward them, Monica and Stephanie might be repelled by her thoughts, disgusted by her feelings, appalled by her desires, finding her abhorrent. "I understand," she said simply. Monica smiled. "I doubt that," she said, her voice nearly a whisper. Her friend's eyes, large and luminous, were incredibly kind and understanding, Toni thought, feeling a familiar, if seemingly ancient, stirring in her loins, a quickening of her blood, and an awakening, aching stiffness in the nipples of her breasts. "Me, too," Stephanie said, "although, at the time, when we were there, in the deep forests, naked, I thought--" "You thought what?" Toni asked. Stephanie, looking sad, shook her head. "Never mind." "I want to know," Toni declared. "Please." Stephanie looked at Monica. Their hands squeezed one another. "All right," Stephanie said. "I thought--" "We thought--" Monica corrected her. "We thought," Stephanie continued, "we saw an interest, on your part, in us--an interest that was deeper than the interest of mere friendship, an awareness of us as attractive, as alluring. We thought we saw a glance held a moment longer than necessary; a fleeting look not quite as fleeting as it might have been; a sneak peek, here and there; among the normal gazes, an occasional stare." "We thought," Monica added, "that maybe you saw us not just as 'Monica' and 'Stephanie,' the friends of your youth, but also as sexy and seductive, as tits and cunts and asses." There was silence in the room. They heard the air conditioner's fan, the ticking of a clock, their own breaths, nervous, uncertain, guardedly hopeful, but not expectant. Monica and Stephanie held hands so tightly that their knuckles were white. Toni looked up, from the ponderous tome across her lap, first at Monica, then at Stephanie. "You thought right," she confessed. She told them that she'd felt the stir of lust, as deeply in her heart as in her flesh. She informed them that her nipples had ached for their touch, as her cunt had watered itself at the sight of their buttocks, breasts, and pussies. She shared her longing to confess her "lesbian leanings" to them, admitting that it had been only her fear as to how they might react to her if she were to tell them such things that had prevented her. She told them how she'd felt as if she'd left her heart and soul behind, atop Lone Mountain, when they'd donned their clothes and returned to their daily lives, and how she'd regretted not confessing her desires to them a decade ago. When she'd finished baring her soul, three hands held one another, not two, and, crying, Toni, Monica, and Stephanie agreed that, forevermore, they'd be a threesome and that, as soon as they could schedule time off together from their respective jobs, they'd return to Lone Mountain, cast off their inhibitions with their clothing, and enjoy themselves fully, bodies and souls, living the carefree and pure, if not-so-innocent, lives of the nudists they once had been and could now forever be, celebrating the "lesbian leanings" they shared as much as they shared the other secrets of best friends' hearts, bodies, minds, and souls. Lesbian Lock-Up The pretty girl had obviously had too much to drink, and staying upright on her stiletto heels was proving to be a challenge for her. The handcuffs holding her wrists securely behind her back thrust her well formed breasts forward, drawing Lana's eyes like a pair of strong magnets would draw metal. Bill was leading her carefully by the arm toward the barred gate to the women's holding area of the local jail. She had been brought in for suspicion of driving under the influence after leaving a dinner party at a local hotel. She had assured her concerned friends that she would be fine driving home, but she had likely had two too many, and her erratic driving had quickly captured the attention of the local constabulary. "She's all yours, Lana," said Bill. "I'll take good care of her," she replied. Lana unlocked the gate and admitted the petite brunette, locking the gate behind her. It was quiet, even for a Tuesday evening, and there were no other prisoners in the women's wing this evening. Lana sat the young woman down at her desk and completed the requisite paperwork. She was 23 years old, single, and her name was Jeanette. She had no prior record, but would still be spending the night and most of the next morning, as she would not be arraigned before about 11 AM. Judge Harris seldom showed up to the courtroom any earlier these days. Lana was bored, so she welcomed the opportunity to have this pretty young woman with her for the night shift. Lana herself was attractive, and nearly 5'9" tall. Her blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, and although she was 34 years old, she looked no more than 25! Every unmarried deputy, and many of the married ones, had asked her out, but she had turned them all down, saying she preferred not dating anyone with whom she worked. But, the fact was that she really was not terribly interested in men anyway. Being a lesbian in a small town could be difficult, so when she dated women it was always away from the prying eyes of her little community. Lana completed the intake on Jeanette and led her back to a holding cell. She removed the handcuffs and closed the cell door behind her, rattling the door to make sure it was locked. Although Lana would be able to see directly into Jeanette's cell from her little desk, the cell could not be seen from the gate or the corridor leading up to the gate. It looked like it was going to be a quiet night. Jeanette appeared to be distraught, understandable as she had never before been arrested, and Lana felt just a bit sorry for her. She had just poured herself a cup of coffee, and then decided to pour one for Jeanette as well. She offered the coffee to Jeanette who eagerly accepted it. The two women began to chat, and Lana pulled a chair up outside of Jeanette's cell door. Lana learned Jeanette was a legal secretary in a larger, nearby community. The dinner party this evening had been for one of the attorneys in the firm who had made partner, and the celebration included several bottles of wine. Jeanette had simply not been paying attention to how much she had been drinking. As they talked, Lana began to look Jeanette over with more interest. She was attired in a strapless cocktail dress that barely reached to mid thigh. Enough cleavage was showing that Lana was sure the girl was not wearing a bra under the dress, and she dared to imagine what the attractive young woman would look like naked, and in her arms. The two moved from general conversation to girl talk, and Lana asked Jeanette if she were dating anyone special. Jeanette admitted she was not, and that she was feeling pretty ambivalent, if not down right negative, about men in general. This did not escape Lana's attention, and she began to flirt, just a little bit, with the sexy young woman. To her delight, Jeanette seemed to be returning her interest, and the looks between the two women became more probing and penetrating. Lana moved her chair closer and placed her hand on the bars separating her from Jeanette. It took a minute or two, but Jeanette soon moved closer and placed her hand on Lana's, gently stroking it while telling her how much she appreciated Lana's concern for her. She then lifted Lana's hand to her lips and warmly kissed it. If there had been any doubt about the response to her flirting with Jeanette, it evaporated from Lana's mind at that moment. The two women stood up almost simultaneously and moved toward each other, their lips meeting between the bars of the cell door. Lana slipped her tongue gently between Jeanette's lips, and felt the girl's tongue responding immediately. Lana was feeling very much aroused, and she decided she just had to have this sexy young woman, and right away. "You know, Jeanette, I would really love to come in there with you, but I am just not sure that I can take that chance." Jeanette smiled wantonly. "I guess I might be pretty dangerous at that." "I have an idea," Lana responded. "Give me a minute." She walked back to her desk, picked up the phone, and buzzed out to the front desk. "Bill, it's drafty back here tonight. I'm going to close the inner door, so buzz me on the phone if you need me." "No problem. It seems like not much is going on out there tonight anyway. I doubt you'll have another customer anyway." Lana closed the door, stuffed a few things into her oversized purse, and walked back to Jeanette's cell. The look on the girl's face got Lana even more excited, as did the plan that was now formulating in her mind. "Jeanette, I am going to come in there with you, but we are going to have to follow proper protocol for my safety and for yours. Do you understand and agree to that?" "Yes, I understand." "Good. Turn your back toward me and back up to the front of the cell. Stretch your left hand out to your side." As Jeanette obeyed, Lana reached through the bars, put one end of handcuffs on her left wrist, and attached the other to the bars. The process was repeated for Jeanette's right wrist, and the girl was now securely attached to the bars of the cell. Lana stepped up behind her and gently, yet passionately, kissed her neck. Jeanette moaned just a bit, and was obviously enjoying Lana's lips. Lana unlocked the cell and stepped inside with Jeanette. She stood face to face with her, and then leaned forward, kissing her hard on the lips, pressing her body against Jeanette's and forcing her tight against the bars of the cell. Jeanette's response was immediate, her mouth opening cavernously to accept Lana's tongue. Both women were beginning to heat up measurably, and they stood for just a moment, breathing in that aroused way that only passion can evoke. Lana stepped back, carefully looking up and down the young woman's body, and she liked what she saw. She moved up to Jeanette again, reaching around her back and pulling down the zipper of her dress while passionately kissing her. She slid the dress down over the girl's legs, and carefully hung it up after Jeanette stepped out of it. As Lana had suspected, Jeanette was not wearing a bra, so this left her clad in black panties over a black garter belt and black stockings, all matching the stilettos. Lana removed the panties, but left the stockings, garter belt and heels in place. Lana moved back to the girl, kissing her neck and then working her way down to the delightful breasts, nipples already standing well out from the dark areoles. She gently kissed both nipples, and then sucked the right nipple hard into her mouth while she gently tugged on the left with her thumb and forefinger, rolling and twisting it as well. Jeanette moaned in utter delight. Lana switched her mouth over to Jeanette's left nipple, and began using her left hand on the right nipple while her right hand sought out and found Jeanette's cunt. Jeanette spread her legs to facilitate Lana's access, and soon found three of Lana's finger well imbedded into her cunt. Lana continued alternately sucking and twisting Jeanette's nipples while finger-fucking her cunt, and massaging the girl's now swollen clit. Cum was dripping down Jeanette's legs, and an orgasm was beginning to work its way through her lovely body. Her back arched, her hips thrust forward, and she suppressed the need to scream as the orgasm wracked her hard and long. Lana stepped back and carefully removed all of her own clothing. She stood naked in front of the younger woman. She was feeling high from the power of having control over this woman, and was totally aroused herself. She knew she herself was going to cum before this night was over, and she fought the urge, at least for the time being, to slide her finger between her own legs. But she had a long way to go with this young nymph before she would allow herself that pleasure. Lana glanced at Jeanette's face, and the expression on her face made it obvious she wanted more! The two again kissed, passionately, Lana pressing her breasts hard into Jeanette's. Sensing Jeanette wanted to return some of her passion, she pulled the chair into the cell and stood on it, allowing her to place her rock hard nipples where Jeanette could reach them with her mouth. She pulled the girl to her breast, and Jeanette immediately began sucking and tonguing the engorged nipple. Lana switched breasts, and by the time Jeanette was done, Lana could feel dampness rising between her own thighs. Lana stepped down from the chair, went back into her purse, and pulled out a vibrator. Jeanette stared at it wantonly while Lana tested it to make sure it had plenty of battery. She sat in the chair in front of Jeanette, pushed her legs a bit farther apart, and turned on the vibrator. She worked it over Jeanette's stomach and thighs before gently touching it to her clit. She exploded almost immediately, and a second orgasm following the first very quickly. Lana could wait no longer; so she turned the vibrator to her own clit, thrusting it in and out of her now sopping cunt until she also exploded in orgasm. But rather than bringing any sense of relief, the orgasm just seemed to intensify her need to have this young beauty! An idea popped into her head, and she started the ball rolling by kissing Jeanette hard and saying, "You know I own you for tonight. You are my slave, and if you are a good cunt, you will be rewarded. Do you understand?" "Yes, mistress," she replied. Lana went to a storage cabinet and found a pair of "leg irons" that were occasionally used to control unruly inmates. She threaded them through the bars in such a way that when she attached them to Jeanette's ankles, her legs would be spread wide open, making her cunt readily available to Lana's whims. She cuffed the girl's ankles, and asked her if she was OK. "Yes, mistress, it feels good!" Lana once again sat in the chair and began toying with the brunette's cunt. She slipped in two fingers, then three and four. Jeanette was thrusting her hips hard against Lana's hand, seeking to drive it even deeper into her soaking wet snatch. Lana now put her thumb at the entrance to Jeanette's cunt, slowly pumping in and out along with the other fingers until she had managed to bury the entire hand into her. Jeanette was beside herself with ecstasy, pushing as hard as she could with her hips against Lana's hand. Lana worked Jeanette's clit with her other hand, and this time Jeanette was unable to contain the scream as wave after wave of orgasm rolled through her delicious body. Lana removed her hand from the girl's cunt, and unlocked the leg irons so Jeanette could stand more comfortably. She kissed the girl warmly and told her she had been a good slave so far. "But," said Lana, "it is time to punish you and then fuck your brains out." "Thank you, mistress! I deserve to be punished. Please fuck me!" Lana unhooked one of Jeanette's wrists and turned her around so she now had her back toward her. She reattached the cuff to the bars of the cell. She came up behind Jeanette and hugged her from the rear, reaching around the front and fondling her breasts while she rotated her own cunt against Jeanette's ass. She then stepped back and to the side and began spanking Jeanette's ass, hard. The girl did not cry out, but Lana could see she was biting her lip to avoid doing so. When Jeanette's ass was bright red, Lana gave her one last hard swat. She then reached into her purse, got out a tube of hand lotion, and rubbed it lovingly into the girl's reddened ass. "Thank you, mistress. I deserved the spanking. Are you going to fuck me now?" Lana said nothing but walked back to the storage cabinet and came back carrying a nightstick that was easily two feet long. Jeanette's eyes widened, but all she said was, "Please fuck me, mistress. Please shove that cock up my cunt." Lana positioned herself behind the lovely young ass and positioned the end of the nightstick right at the entrance to the sopping wet cunt. No extra lubrication was needed, despite the fact that the stick was nearly two inches in diameter. She slowly inserted the nightstick into Jeanette's cunt, just an inch at a time until she could get it in no farther. She then slowly began to work it in and out of Jeanette's cunt, bottoming it out, with each stroke. It was nearly five minutes this time before the girl came, although a second orgasm overcame her within 30 seconds of the first. Jeanette was totally spent, but Lana was still randy and in need of relief. She removed the cuffs from Jeanette's wrists, picked her up and carried her over to the bed in the cell, holding her lovingly, stroking her hair, and kissing her sweetly. "Mistress, may I make you cum now?" This was what Lana wanted to hear. Jeanette stood up, and Lana fell back on the bed with her hips right at the edge. She spread her legs wide, and Jeanette literally dove into her cunt with her mouth and tongue. She rimmed Lana's asshole, and licked her cunt from one end to the other, shoving her tongue as far as possible into the sopping cavern. Her tongue soon found Lana's clit, and she worked it expertly, bringing Lana to orgasm after orgasm, cum running down her thighs and all over Jeanette's face. It was incredible! They then got into the classic sixty-nine position, eating each other's cunts, enthusiastically, until they had both cum one last time. They lay together in the bed just holding onto one another until Lana heard the brash ringing of the phone. She ran down to answer it. "I've got another guest for you," Bill said," We should have her down there in about five minutes." "Make it more like ten, will you? I need to use the bathroom." "No problem." Lana told Jeanette they would be having company and suggested she get cleaned up and dressed right away. She picked up all of the paraphernalia, kissed Jeanette and apologized for having to lock the cell door again. She put everything away before running back to the restroom to get washed up and dressed before the new prisoner arrived. The next day, Jeanette appeared before old Judge Harris. She was stunned when he told her that in view of her having no prior record, and her cooperation during her brief confinement, he would dismiss the DWI charge if she would plead guilty to reckless driving. She did do, paid the fine and was released. She left the courtroom and walked out to the parking lot where she found Lana leaning against her car. "I don't know what to say, but thanks!" said Jeanette. "A drunk driving conviction might have cost me a lot of money, not to mention my job." "I hope you learned your lesson," chided Lana. "I'd just hate to have to punish you again!" Jeanette smiled. "I wouldn't hate it." They agreed to meet for dinner on Friday night. Out of town, of course. Lesbian Love I met Dania 2 years ago on a website I joined to meet new people. She was one of the first ones I met on there, and I found out she lived close by me. We would chat everyday, one day we were talking and Dania confided in me that she was bi-curious. At first I was a little shocked, because she did not seem like the type. Don't get me wrong Dania is very pretty, she has shoulder length blonde hair, brown eyes, and a amazing body. I just could not imagine her with another female. When I found out she was bi-curious I have to admit I was a little excited, I had also been curious, and now I was thinking about how it would be to be with Dania. I was wondering how it would feel to touch her body with my lips, to take in the sweet aroma of her perfume, and to drink on her sweet juices. I never told Dania about how I felt, because at the time I was too scared to try and be with another female. So for years whenever I went over to Dania's house, it was so hard for me to look at her, and not want her. I was always thinking about how it would be if the two of us could do something, and I would get my chance to be with her. I always had a hard time focusing, because I would look at her, and see her naked body. I went over to her house many times, and it was always the same, me trying to keep from kissing her. Trying to keep my hands off of her. Then a couple days ago we were talking, and she once again told me that she was bi-curious. Dania had forgotten she had told me. In a way it was funny, because Dania thought she was going to shock me by telling me she was bi-curious, but I was the one who shocked her by telling her I was the same way. She had told me that she was looking for some one to do this with, she even went on a site, and found a female. They had been chatting for a while now, and planned on meeting, but Dania was not sure about it. She wanted to be with some one she knew, and knew she could trust. I kept trying to drop hints that I wanted to be the one she did this with, but she was just not getting my hints. I finally told her, "Hun you're not getting it! I want to be the one you do this with." It was quiet for a few minutes, then I heard her say, "Really?" "Yes really! You said you wanted to do this with some one you can trust. We have been best friends for years now, and I think we can trust each other. Besides I have been thinking about this for years now." "Oh Nickie I had no idea! Why didn't you tell me?" "Well at the time I was scared to find out how it would be to be with another female, but every time I was at your house, all I could do was think of being with you." A few days later Dania asked me to come spend a few days with her while her husband was out of town. We had not seen each other in about a year, so I was excited about spending time with her. I was also thinking maybe her and I could fulfill our dream of being with another female. When I get there, Dania had on a pair of shorts, and a low cut tank top. I had forgotten just how good Dania looked. My pussy was already getting that tingling feeling. I so wanted to just push her up against the wall, and start kissing her. Then pull her shorts down, and begin to lick that clit of hers. Slide three fingers in her sweet little pussy. Dania caught me off guard as she pulled me close to her, and kissed me. Her lips were so soft, and tasted good. Almost like a combination of strawberries, and peaches. Dania released me, turned around, and walked towards the spare bedroom. As she walked into the spare bedroom to show me where I would be sleeping, all I could do is think about all the things I was going to try with her tonight. I knew I so wanted to taste her pussy, and would be trying to do that tonight, for sure. After we put my stuff in the spare room, we went into the kitchen, so we could get dinner started. Dania bent over to put a pan in the oven, I wanted to reach over, and slap her ass. By now, my pussy was throbbing, and I could already feel wetness in my panties. I then thought to myself, "If she does not make the first move tonight, I sure in the hell will." While dinner was cooking, Dania and I went into the living room. She sat in her recliner, and I sat on the couch. We were sitting there watching a movie, but I could not pay attention to the movie, all I could do was to think about how bad I wanted to go over there, and eat her pussy. I could not take it any longer, I needed to taste that pussy. I got up, walked over to her, got down on my knees, pulled her to the edge of the recliner, and started to pull her shorts off. She went to say something, but I put my fingers over her lips, and said, "Hush Dania! Just sit there, and enjoy." She nodded her head, as to say she understood me. I slid her shorts down, spread her legs apart, and gently licked her clit. Oh, she tasted so good. I had remembered that Dania had told me that her boyfriend, Matt just bought her a new toy. So I asked her where it was, then I went, and got it. When I came back, I got back down on my knees, then I gently rubbed the rabbit (her new toy) up against her clit. I thought she was going to come up out of the recliner. She moaned a little, as her body began to shake. Her breathing was getting more rapid. She kept running her fingers through her hair, and saying, Oh god! Nickie that feels good." Dania had seen nothing yet, I was just beginning. I slid the rabbit from her clit down into her pussy. I pumped it in and out of her. Each time I would shove it in, she would moan. Hearing her moan was really turning me on. I loved hearing her moan. I fucked her pussy harder and harder. While I am pounding her pussy, I begin to lick and suck her clit again. This time I could taste her juices, and they were amazing. She is now thrusting her pussy up and down, as she pushes my face deeper into her pussy. I sucked on her clit for a while, then I got up, pulled her up, and kissed her. I wanted her to taste her own juices. I shoved my tongue in her mouth, so she could really taste her juices. I then take her into her room, and tell her to lay down on the bed. I had her lay at the top of the bed, so I could tie her to the headboard. Dania let me know that she had some scarves in her top drawer. So I went over, got them, then I went back over to the bed. I took her right hand, tied it up. Next I reach over, and tied her left hand up. I then went to the end of the bed, spread her legs apart, and laid between them. Then I reached up, spread those luscious pussy lips apart, and just looked at that amazing clit. I could not wait to just devour it. I was beginning to feel like a lion that has not eaten in days, and has just spotted a antelope in the distance. I was ready to go in for the kill, I ran my tongue from the bottom part of her pussy up to her clit, then I sucked her clit into my mouth. I could feel my own pussy getting wetter, as I continued to suck on her clit. I used my right hand to hold open Dania's pussy lips, while I reached down, and started to rub my own clit. Every now and then I would reach up, and make Dania lick my juices off my fingers. My body was now shaking, I knew I needed to feel Dania licking and sucking my clit. I stood up, crawled on the bed with her, and straddle her face. I wanted to feel her eating my pussy, while I fucked hers. I had brought the rabbit in with us, and now was rubbing it against her clit. I could feel the vibration of her moaning on my clit. Dania's tongue felt like a vibrator on my clit, each time she would moan. It did not take very long before I was cuming so hard. My body was convulsing, my clit was throbbing, my breathing was real heavy, then all of a sudden I squirted all my juices into Dania's mouth. Even though I just came like I had never before, and was totally exhausted, I did not stop sucking on her clit, I wanted to get a mouthful of Dania's juices. I started to pound her pussy with my fingers, and sucked harder on her clit. I looked up at her, and said, "Cum for me babe! Let me taste your sweet juices. You taste so good babe! Oh please give me those juices." Dania started to moan louder, she was pushing her hips into me, making my fingers go deeper into her. I could feel her pussy tighten around my fingers, and knew it would not be long before I got to taste her sweet juices. A few seconds later, I hear Dania scream out, "Oh fuck!" Then I feel a gush of juices coming out of her. I pulled my fingers out, and shoved my tongue down there. I wanted to lick up all her juices. She was dripping wet, her juices ran down the side of her leg, so I licked it up too. I could not get enough of her juices, they were intoxicating. Once I knew I got every drop, I rolled off her, and untied her. Then I bent down kissed her, and said, "Dam that was amazing! Babe you have a wonderful pussy, and you sure do know how to eat pussy. Especially for some one who has never done it before." I leaned down, kissed her again, and asked if she needed a smoke. She just laughed, and said, "Hell I need more than a smoke after that. I think I need some oxygen. You wore me out!" "Babe your not done yet. We have not tried the shower out yet. I want to get you in the shower, and wash you from head to toe." Dania got a mysterious look on her face, then she smiled real big. I was wondering just what she was thinking about. I asked her, but she just smiled, and said, "Nothing!" "Ok fine, be that way!" I told her. Dania grabbed a hold of me, led me to the bathroom, and turned the shower on. She then turned around, looked at me, and kissed me. As she was kissing me, she ran her hand down my chest, and pinched my nipple. When she pinched my nipple, it sent shock waves down to my clit. I could not wait to get in the shower with her. Dania checked to check the temperature of the water, then she climbed in. As I climbed in with her, she pushed me up against the wall, and kissed me. Dania took hold of my wrists, put them up against the wall above my head. Then she began to kiss my neck, stopping to nibble on my ear here and there. Dania was now licking her way down to my nipple. Once she reached my now erect nipple, she ran her tongue all over it. My clit began to pulsate, and my knees got weak. If it had not been for her holding me up, I would have hit the floor for sure. Just the feeling of Dania's tongue touching my skin, made me lose all control of my body. I was numb all over, and my breathing was labored. Dania sucked my nipple into her mouth. At that moment I thought I had died and gone to heaven. "Oh Dania!" Was all I could manage to get out. I wanted to tell her how good it felt, and beg her not to stop. The only words I could manage to get together was Oh Dania and Oh God. It seemed like I had also lost all control of my mind too, I could not think, I could hardly say a word. It was amazing how just her touch had surrendered me helpless. Dania was now sucking my other nipple. While she sucked it, she reached down, and slapped my pussy. The sting from the slap sent shock waves through out my body. I finally had to lean against the wall before I fell to the ground. Dania slapped my pussy again, and again. Each time she would slap it harder and harder. Here I was suppose to take care of Dania in the shower, she was the one taking care of me. In just a few minutes, she had taken over my whole body. I was like putty in her hands. Dania released my arms, they fell to my side, and my body just went limp. Before I knew it, Dania was putting her hands on my hips, and spreading my pussy lips with her thumbs. She bent down, ran her tongue from my ass up to my clit, and then she bit my clit. Dania bit and pulled on my clit, like a shark chewing it's prey. Then she reached around, and slapped my ass. I felt the burning as her hand touched my ass. She slapped it again, and again. Dania kept slapping my ass until she saw that is was beat red. She then told me to turn so my back was facing her. As I was turning around, I could feel something against my ass. I was not sure what it was, because it sure did not feel like Dania's fingers. I heard Dania say, "Bend over for me babe!" As I was bending over, I could feel Dania slowly slide something into my ass. At first it hurt, but the deeper it went, the better it felt. Just when I was finally relaxed with the vibrator in my ass, she rammed a vibrator in my pussy. I jumped, and let out a little squeal. Dania asked me if I was ok, and I told her I was great. She continued to fuck my ass and my pussy with the vibrators, taking turns pumping one in and out. I had to lean up against the wall, I was unable to stand on my own. All of a sudden I was feeling a feeling that I had never felt before. I was beginning to feel dizzy, my head was spinning, and I thought I was going to pass out. Then I got this sudden urge to cum as hard as I could. I braced myself against the wall, let out a loud moan, and said, "Oh Dania I am going to cum!" Before I could get all the words out of my mouth, I felt this never ending stream of juices flowing out of me. When I got done cumming, I fell against the wall. Dania literally had to hold me up, my body turned into jell-o, and I could not breath. She stood up, turned me around, looked at me, and asked, "Babe are you okay? You don't look too good." "Oh babe, I am more than okay. I have to be honest, that was fucking amazing. I have never felt that way before." Dania just laughed, then she grabbed me, kissed me, and said, "Babe I love you! I am so glad I decided to do this with you." I looked at her, and said, "Babe so am I, but next time we need to make sure we have some oxygen handy." She just smiled, and laughed at me. Lesbian Love Affair After prompting from a friend, I've decided to write about a sexual escapade which I have actually experienced, rather than just fantasised about. The following situation is entirely true, unembellished and related just as it was. Names have been changed to protect the innocent (or maybe guilty is a more appropriate choice of phrase?) At the time, John and I had been dating for about six months, and I had never felt so strongly about anyone before. I was a virgin before I met him, and very innocent sexually. Together we experienced the first awkward sexual fumblings: it was with John that I had experienced my first orgasm, and with John that I had perfected my blow-job technique. John was tall and well-built, and he certainly knew how to show off his physical attributes. He typically wore faded jeans that hung off his tight ass, and t-shirts showing the faintest hint of his firm chest. He also knew just how to work my body in the bedroom, which had obvious benefits. I wanted to give myself entirely to him, to allow him to pleasure my young body, to buck and scream and fall in love. I couldn't wait to fuck his brains out that evening, and for some reason, wanted to make it extra special for him that night. John made me so happy, and repaying him sexually was the least I could do. At about 7pm, we made our way over to Lottie's house, where we typically spent our Friday nights. John was bestfriends with Deva, Lottie's boyfriend, and the four of us used to spend a lot of time together. My close friend Lottie was dark and tanned, curvaceous with enormous breasts. Her face was framed with glossy dark hair, and decorated by her beautiful green eyes. Physically, she was my opposite: I have bright blonde hair and fair skin, with a slender frame and an average 32 C bust. Our differences did not stop at our physical appearance. Lottie was rebellious and outrageous in comparison to me, and was also totally devoted to her boyfriend, Deva. I honestly thought that girl would do anything for him. And considering his personality, that was quite a dangerous situation to put herself into. I'll be honest with you. From the moment I laid eyes on him, I'd always felt extremely attracted to Deva. John had won my heart through his personality and affection, but with Deva it was totally different. I didn't even particularly like him much - I found him manipulative and patronising - but he was completely gorgeous. Like Lottie, Deva was dark and tanned with piercing blue eyes. He was not as well-built as John, but he carried himself extremely well, and made up for it in confidence and charisma. Deva generally treated women very badly. But sometimes you just can't help being intensely attracted to someone, even when you try your hardest not to. Maybe even especially because of that. I remember that night so clearly. It was about midnight; Lottie and I were sitting on her bed in our nightclothes, whilst the boys were downstairs getting some drinks. The four of us had been drinking solidly for about an hour, and I was feeling slightly out of control. When I get tipsy, I have a dangerous urge to live out my most outrageous sexual fantasies without thinking of the consequences. I'm usually quite a responsible person, and I don't generally act on impulse, but alcohol brings out a whole new side of my character. Lottie and I were both wearing long, baggy t-shirts, as we lay sprawled out on her bedcover, chatting. I was slightly uncomfortable because I was only wearing a thong under the shirt, so I kept having to tug it down to cover my ass cheeks. I wasn't so bothered with Lottie, we were close friends and there wasn't any awkwardness between us, but Deva had a way of always making me self-concious around him. "You must be glad John's back, huh?" "Yeah, I really missed him. It seemed such a long time!" I admitted, taking another sip from the whisky bottle that we were both drinking from. By this point, we were both very much under the influence of alcohol. I kept having to suppress the irresistable urge to giggle, and by the flushed look of Lottie's face, I could tell that she was pretty far gone too. "A long time without sex you mean," Lottie joked, squeezing my arm and giggling. I nodded vehemently, and couldn't help noticing the way Lottie's dark nipples were visible through the thin fabric of her t-shirt. She was lying with her arms above her head, which made the material stretch tightly over her two orbs, with her two erect little nipples clearly distinguishable, pointing upwards blasphemously. Idly lifting a leg into the air, I couldn't help glancing at her smooth, tanned calves. Lottie's body was so sensual. It pleased me, somehow, the knowledge that my own body could look so beautiful as this: naked, feminine, sexy. Deva and John entered the room, looking slightly worse for wear and wielding two bottles of alcohol, I don't remember what they were drinking. John sat down on the bed behind me, running his fingers lightly over my naked ass as he kissed me on the lips. I sank bank into his arms, enjoying the feel of his chiselled chest against my back. Deva remained standing, aloof and cocky as usual. I noticed his eyes passing over my bare legs so I slowly crossed them, stroking one against the other. I relished the sensation of his eyes on me, provoking him, enjoying the feeling of control. Suddenly he averted his eyes from my thighs, and stared at John, smirking. "Do you know Lottie shaved her pussy?" Lottie blushed bright red, squealed and threw a pillow at Deva, who caught it, laughing. "Deva!" she reprimanded her boyfriend, but not looking entirely displeased. John shot her an admiring look, and she cheered up considerably. An image of Lottie's bare little cunt shot through my mind, shorn and naked. I'm not afraid to admit it turned me on. Deva sat down and started stroking Lottie's leg, trailing his fingers from her ankles right up to the hem of her nightshirt, which had slid up her thighs considerably. "How about a game of strip poker?" "Can't play poker," I retorted cheekily, swinging my bare legs over John's lap and leaning back on my elbows. "Pontoon then. No excuses anymore." I paused. Trust me, I'm not a thoughtless slut, I'm usually pretty reserved. My body is generally reserved solely for my boyfriend. Although I take great pride in both my appearance and my good body, I don't flaunt them. Well, not too much anyway. "Come on, it's just a little fun. Don't be boring." On the other hand…you're only young once, right? And there really wasn't any harm…we were all close friends. The feeling of complete control, of being desired so intensely - it couldn't be topped. I loved working my curves and watching the other persons reaction, it's like the best kind of drug. I'm sure everyone will know what I mean. John intervened at this point. "Shut up, Deva. Just do what you want." The bulge against my lower back told a different story, however. Despite what he said, I knew my boyfriend was more than up for a quick strip tease. "Sounds like fun," Lottie agreed (predictably) with Deva. She was giggling and rolling around on the bed, obviously drunk. The alcohol had really started pumping inside me now: blood was flowing thickly underneath my skin, and I was feeling slightly lightheaded. Deva caught my eyes, and we held each others gaze for a few moments. He was challenging me: I wasn't going to back down now. I shrugged. "Go for it." We all sat up cross-legged on the bed, whilst Deva fetched the cards. John was still holding me tightly around my waist, planting little kisses over my neck. His breath was warm against my skin. I could see the little triangle of Lottie's knickers under her t-shirt, noticing that they were red lace. For some reason, the thought turned me on even more: I could imagine her shaved little pussy pressing up against the fabric. Again, I regretted my lack of clothes. If I lost just one round, I would be sitting on the bed wearing only a thong. "Okay." Deva was, predictably, dealer and very much in control. He snapped down our first round onto the bedcovers. Gingerly turning over the corner of my cards, I discovered that I had a 7 of spades and a 4 of clubs, totalling 11. Pretty safe bet. "Hit me baby," I challenged Deva, winking at him. He dealt me the 9 of hearts: with a total of 20, I was safe for that round. "That'll do me just fine." A faint look of disappointment flashed over Deva's face for an instant, which gratified me. He wanted to see me naked. He wanted to look at my breasts and hips, to drink in my curves and let his imagination run riot. He wanted to sleep with me. And strangely enough, the thought of turning Deva on appealed to me more than driving John into a sexual frenzy. I'll be honest with you. Before I had started seeing John, I had desperately wanted to be with Deva - who had bluntly rejected me. His blue eyes were still roaming over my body: I happily played with the idea that he was now regretting his decision. Lottie foolishly twisted on her turn and went bust. Perhaps she secretly wanted to strip off all her clothes, I wouldn't put it past her. Her dark skin coloured up to the roots of her brown hair, and she smiled coquettishly around the room. "Off with the shirt, Lottie," Deva ordered, a little too eagerly. Lottie turned her back to us, and slipped her shirt quickly off over her head. Three pairs of eyes were staring at her. Her back was curved like an hourglass, with smooth dark skin that simply begged to be touched. Her waist was encircled by her little red lacey panties, teasing and provocative, hiding her pussy from the three hungry onlookers. All of us wanted her. Until that moment, I considered myself a poker-straight female, no questions asked. But I wanted to run my tongue over all of Lottie's smooth curves, to play with her clitoris, to tease her to orgasm, to feel her supple young body buck and scream because of me. "You can't stay with your back to us forever, Lottie," Deva said with a smile. She slowly turned around, cupping her hands around her breasts. They over-filled her little hands, bulging out of the sides, milky-smooth skin and undulations. I was overcome with the irrepressible urge to take them into my mouth, to suck on them and run my tongue around her nipples. It was inexplicable: but there all the same. Lottie was giggling, her head tilted to the side as she looked round at us. She dropped her hands, and her heavy tits sagged slightly. Her little dark nipples were noticeably erect. They looked like little buttons, perfectly formed for squeezing and pinching and rolling between your fingers. "You have gorgeous tits Lottie," I admitted, taking another swig from the bottle. She crawled over the bed on all fours, her breasts hanging downwards, swinging little from side to side as she moved. I felt myself getting wet. And then I couldn't help it: the urge to touch her, to feel her soft tits was just…overpowering. I reached out and cupped one of her drooping breasts in my hand. Her little erect nipple was pressed up against my palm, tickling, whilst I dug my fingers into her soft, forgiving, milky flesh. Her breast was heavy in my hand, perfectly round, as though God had created them simply to be held, just like this. Christ, a woman's body is so beautiful. Lottie giggled and lay back down on the bed, my hand still firmly clamped over her breast. For once, Deva was silent. I don't know what got into me…perhaps it was the fact that I was so wet, maybe it was due to the alcohol. But I got up and straddled Lottie. The t-shirt I was wearing hitched up slightly to bare my ass which was naked beside a thong. Even though I didn't turn round, I could still feel Deva's eyes watching my ass closely. I leant forward (baring still more of my buttocks) and kissed Lottie on the mouth. Her eyes closed as our lips met: soft lips, moist lips. Kissing a woman is so very different to kissing a man: it's tender, more intimate, less raw and strong but just as passionate. My hand was still on her breast, and I began to roll my palm over her nipple, stimulating it further whilst it grew into a hard little ball. Lottie parted her lips mid kiss, and suddenly slipped her tongue into my mouth. I was slightly surprised, but very pleased. Our kiss was hot and heavy, and very wet. As our tongues danced, I began to knead and tweak her little dark nipple with greater urgency: hell, I was getting so turned on. Suddenly Lottie began to rip off my shirt, and by this point all pretence of innocence and dignity had been thrown to the wind. I was scarcely even aware of the boys' presence in the room (and can remember very little about them) all that I knew was that I wanted Lottie, right now. We looked at each other with wide, hungry eyes and I realised right away that she was longing for me just as badly. My shirt was pulled over my head, baring all of my naked chest and skin. I was vaguely aware of Deva's involuntary exclamation of pleasure behind me, and then Lottie had pushed me backwards onto the bed. I lay, breathing heavily, my two breasts rising and falling with each exhalation. Lottie immediately launched herself on my breasts, her hot, wet little mouth encasing the nipples. I closed my eyes and moaned, as her tongue flicked over each erect pink button, lapping and stimulating. Her other hand clenched and squeezed my other breast with urgency, titillating me as only a woman knows how. I was biting my lip, feeling bolts of pleasure run from my two sensitive nipples, feeling Lottie's soft, smooth legs squeezing against my sides, feeling her wet tongue and urgent hand…it was so sensual, the most passionate sexual experience I had ever had. Lottie sucked and squeezed my breasts for quite a long time, and by this time I felt as though my pussy was about to burst unless it shared out the attention. Whilst Lottie continued to kiss my left nipple, I grasped hold of her hand and dragged it downwards, planting it firmly on my crotch. Lottie looked up for a minute and caught my eye, and smiled at the expression in my wild eyes. She was utterly in control by this point, I was wet and foggy-headed, and dazed. Lottie kept her mouth on my breast, and then slowly but heavily dragged her fingers downwards across my pussy yet still through the fabric of my thong. I shuddered, tremours of pleasure coarsing through my body. Yet still she did not finger me directly, but instead pressed her own groin deep into mine, dry-humping me. I threw my head back, squeezing my eyes tightly shut, all I could feel was the weight of Lottie's cunt pressing down on mine and her sweet lips kissing and sucking my two heaving breasts. "God, Lottie!" I couldn't help but cry out, moaning and gasping. I was thrusting my hips too, bucking in a desperate attempt to stimulate my pussy further. She was driving me wild. Finally Lottie slipped her fingers downwards again, gently pushing aside the fabric of my thong. Her fingers felt cool against the heat of my lips, and easily glided inside me as I was dripping wet by this point. She slowly thrust one finger deep inside my pussy, feeling my walls stretching to allow the penetration. I cried out at this point, and Lottie found my mouth hungrily with her lips, kissing me passionately whilst she slipped another finger inside my cunt. I was beside myself now, moaning and running my fingers urgently over Lottie's bare skin: her back, her perfect ass, her cheeks, her hair. Suddenly Lottie stood up, stopping her glorious assault on my body. "Where are you going?" I asked, somewhat desperately, as I lay naked and dripping, flushed and hot. I hadn't noticed that Deva had left the room until now, my attention had been so consumed with Lottie that I was totally oblivious to the boys. Deva was flushed and his eyes were wide, he had obviously been deeply affected by the two naked girls before him. And who wouldn't be? We were beautiful…our bodies: so smooth and voluptuous, engaged in sexual activity that had come so naturally to us. And yet, at that time, I didn't care about Deva. All I cared about was Lottie. And I also cared about what Deva had just brought into the room. I cared about that a lot. Lottie smiled cheekily at me whilst she held the dildo in her hand. "Oh my God…" In normal circumstances I would have protested…but by this time I was choking on my randiness, I needed to orgasm - if I didn't, I would go insane. Lottie crept onto the bed, so that her face was inches away from my pussy. I couldn't drag my eyes away from her as she looked at my very essence, drinking in the perfume, the appearance, loving me. Then she pressed her tongue firmly into the entrance to my cunt, and licked slowly all the way up, diving my lips. She stopped at my throbbing clitoris, sucking it gently. My eyes were tightly shut again, I gripped the pillow with my fingers, the sensations that shot through my body were all-consuming. Lottie flicked her tongue over my clitoris, stimulating all of it, massaging and titillating it as only a woman knows how. This was far and away the best oral sex I had ever received. And then I felt the dildo pressed at my entrance. At this point I was moaning audibly, writhing on the bed in response to Lottie's expert tongue and in anticipation of the huge dildo penetrating me. My hands were running over my breasts, tweaking the nipples - right now, I was oblivious to everything apart from my intense pleasure. Still sucking on my clitoris, Lottie slowly pushed the dildo up inside of me. I gasped, the first entry into my tight cunt is always slightly painful yet entirely pleasurable. At first she did shallow thrusts, but soon I was crying out and ordering her to "fuck me harder" with it. And then the dildo was entering me hard and fast, pushing deeper and deeper inside me, fucking me… whilst Lottie was licking and stroking and teasing my clitoris, sending shudders and trembles coarsing through my body… and it was all too much, as I rode the wave of my most intense orgasm, and threw my hips upwards into the air, and shut my eyes, and lost all feeling and sense of anything apart from the beautiful reaction of my body, shivering and bucking and shaking. I had the kind of orgasm that only happens once in a lifetime, the kind of all-consuming, powerful, glorious orgasm that unites your mind and body, the kind of orgasm that you can never re-create again. And then I lay, throbbing and convulsing, perfectly at peace. Lesbian Lust My friend Julie had been having problems with her boyfriend Mark, he had been going out a lot with the boys, drinking, seeing strippers and basically making Julie feel like she meant little to him. He would go out to the local strip club, and come home demanding sex from her. One night she called me up, it was quite late, I could tell she had been crying, she said that Mark had come home from one of his nights out and she had got all dressed in her sexy lingerie for him, seeing as he liked the strippers, Julie thought he would appreciate her more if she dressed like one.. But, when he got home and saw her, all he did was abuse her. He slapped her face and told her she was a whore, and then he walked out on her. So, she called me, asking me to go over.. So I did… When I walked in to her house, she was still crying, I grabbed her and hugged her, told her everything will be ok. She started telling me more about how Mark treated her, I was so mad at him, she said he calls her ugly, and she is far from ugly… She stood before me and said, I am ugly see, look at me, I said, No, you are not ugly, you are beautiful in so many ways and again, I hugged her. She rested her head on my shoulder and sobbed, I could see her breasts sitting against me, she has large round breasts that look so smooth and white, I tried to ignore the feeling that seeing them gave me, but suddenly, I felt her hand on my left breast, I didn't push her away, she then looked up at me, and our eyes met. I felt strange, but I wanted her so bad. Our lips met, and we kissed the longest kiss, her long dark hair fell over her shoulders beautifully. She moved her head away from mine, she said that she was sorry for kissing me, I put my hand on her face, moving her hair away and told her it was ok. I didn't mind at all, I told her that I didn't want her to do anything she didn't want to do but if she wanted to, she could do anything. She kissed me again, very passionately, she grabbed my left hand and placed it on her right breast, I could feel her hard nipple poking through her lace bra, I rubbed my thumb over it, and she gave a little moan, she fondled at my breasts again and was happy that I wasn't wearing a bra, I had left my house in such a hurry to help her, I didn't have time to dress properly, I was only wearing a loose shirt, and some loose beach shorts, and no under clothes at all. Julie lifted my shirt and lowered her head to my breasts; she kissed each of them gently, flicking her tongue over my now very hard nipples, one after the other. We were in her bedroom, I could see the back of her in the reflection of the full length mirror behind her, she looked so beautiful, her long dark hair draped down her back, the shear gown she was wearing over her white skin looked sexy, she had the most gorgeous light pink bra and g-string set on with white stockings and a white suspender belt, she had an amazing body. As she sucked my nipple, I removed the gown she was wearing, she looked up at my face, I kissed her, and touched her breasts, all that was going through my head was, Mark has mistreated her, I want to please her, even if for one night, I wanted to show her how beautiful she was. I unclipped her bra, and let it fall to the floor, her breasts fell a little to rest against her skin, I held them in both hands, and one after the other, I sucked her nipples, she touched mine as I sucked hers, all I wanted now was to taste her. I lay her gently on her bed, I lay beside her, kissing her neck, as I touched her breasts, I ran my hand down the smoothness of her very hot body, as I got closer to her pussy, I felt her leg press against me, she had spread her legs a little for me, I ran my middle finger over the lining of her g-string, she moaned softly then she said, touch me, I pushed her panties to one side, and stroked her pussy lips, I said to her, spread your legs for me baby and she moaned and did as I asked.. My middle finger glided softly over her clit, it was hard, from her clit, I let my fingers slide down to her pussy hole, she was so wet, I pushed my finger in to her, as I kissed and sucked her nipples, she moaned louder, she raised her hand to touch my breasts, but I pushed it away, and told her to just lay back. She rested her head on a pillow, and I kept moving my finger from her clit, to inside her pussy, I kissed her mouth, then her neck, and made my way down her body. As I made my way down, I could smell the sweetness of her pussy, I wanted to taste her so bad. She lifted her hips as I removed her panties, she opened her legs wide, I lowered my head to meet her pussy lips, and I flicked my tongue over her erect clit. Her moaning grew louder as my tongue slid over her skin, tasting her juices as I tongue fucked her, she tasted so good, she was lying on her back, legs wide apart, I was lying between her legs, I reached up with my right hand to pinch her nipples as I sucked and licked her sweet pussy, and with my left hand, I inserted my fingers inside her, one finger at first, then a second one, her hips swayed a little, and her pussy was so tight around my fingers. I sucked her clit harder and nibbled it gently, she said, I'm gonna cum, then, give me more, with that, I pushed in another finger, and pressed in hard all three fingers, she moaned so loud, her clit was so hard under my tongue, I wanted to taste her cum, I licked her clit hard, and fingered her pussy, her hips started to raise, her pussy got tighter, then her body started to tremble, she held her breathe, then let out an exasperated moan as she come to a climax, my thumb pressed her clit, and I licked the sweet juices from her hole, she kept moaning and wriggling, her climax had ended. I couldn't believe how good she tasted, I wanted more. She lay there catching her breath, I lay beside her, touching her nipples gently, they were sensitive and still hard. Julie looked at me, and smiled, she leaned toward me, and kissed me, her hands stroked my body, but all I wanted was to keep touching her, she pushed my hand away when I tried to touch her, she lay me on my back, and pushed her hand down my shorts, then told me to get undressed, as I did, she leaned over the side of the bed and pulled out an 8 inch vibrator, she told me to lay down once I was naked, and I did. We kissed some more and she ran the vibrator between my breasts and down to my pussy, I grabbed it from her, pushed her on to her back and told her I wasn't finished with her yet, she smiled again, I slid the vibrator between her wet pussy lips, and slid it inside her, she opened her legs so wide. She said she wanted to touch me as I fucked her, so, I moved myself so my head was level with her knees and her head was level with my knees, she was on her back and I was mainly on my side but leaning back, I could see her pussy beautifully open for me to fuck her with the vibrator, she ran her hand up my leg to meet my now throbbing clit, I was so wet, she fingered my hot cunt as I fucked her, we both were moaning, watching the vibrator slide in and out of her, I had to taste her again, I told her just that, she said, no, I want to taste you. She got to her knees and was about to lick my pussy when I moved my head between her legs, she was facing my feet and I told her to stay where she was, so she got comfortable straddling my face, the vibrator was next to me on the bed, she grabbed it as she wiggled on my face, my tongue was deep inside her. As she sat on my face she leaned forward to access my pussy, the vibrator was switched on high, she placed it between my pussy lips, it vibrated loudly over my clit, it felt so good. I opened my legs wide for her, my tongue pushed deep inside her, I was loving it. She leaned over more until we were in 69 position, her tongue ran over my clit, and she pushed the vibrator inside me, I held her hips tight and pulled her pussy down hard on to my face as she sucked my clit and fucked me, the vibrator felt good on high buzzing around inside my wet hole, her pussy was getting wetter for me, her juices were dripping into my mouth, I wanted to orgasm, she could feel I was about to cum, so she pushed the vibrator in harder, and with my clit between her teeth, she bit gently as she sucked it. She fucked me so hard with the vibrator it felt so good. She quickly moved her left hand to my left nipple, squeezing hard, she sucked my clit and fucked me as my body shook in to an explosive orgasm, it was uncontrollable, my juices spurted from my body as I cum, it was fantastic. Julie pulled the vibrator from my pussy, and licked my hole, licking up all my juices, I pulled her back and sat her up, she moved a little so she was resting her weight on her feet as she straddled my face, then she got to her knees, I reached out to grab her hand, and guided it to her clit, basically instructing her to play with her clit as I tongue fucked her some more. She wiggled some more with my tongue inside her, thrusting her hips forward a little, she wanted to watch my face as I licked her out, and she also wanted me to have a close up of her fingering her clit, so she turned around, leaning back a little. I could see a close up of her fingering herself, fuck she looked hot, then she lowered herself on to my face again, my long tongue pushed up inside her again, she leaned back and rubbed her clit, her big breasts bouncing gently as she rode my face. I reached up for her nipples with my right hand, and held her hip with my left, I pinched her left nipple, she was moaning and she looked beautiful as she looked in my eyes as I licked her juices from her, she threw her head back and she got wetter very quickly, I knew she was about to orgasm again, my tongue thrashed around inside her, she pinched her clit, and she started to shake, she spurted her sweet juices in to my mouth as she cum hard, she went to move off my face, but with both hands I held her there, she kept playing with her clit and I kept tongue fucking her, I wanted to drink her juices, I wanted her to finish her orgasm on my face, she moaned so loud as she came. When she was finished, she lay beside me, and looked in my eyes and said, thank you. I asked her why she said that, and her reply was that she hadn't felt that beautiful and wanted in a long time. I kissed her again, and then after a little while we got up, I asked her if I could have a quick shower, she said that was ok, so I made my way to the bathroom, I got in the shower, and then Julie came in with me, we washed each other sensually, it was so nice, we fingered each other in the shower, and she sucked on my nipples, very quickly she brought me to orgasm again. Her fingers felt great inside me and she sucked my nipples perfectly, I fingered her harder as I cum, and she again was brought to climax as well, we both come together in a breathless moan, then when we had both cum again, we continued washing each other, then finally got out of the shower. I left her house not long after. She rang a few days later, to say thank you for a great night, and invited me over, Mark had gone out with the boys again and she wanted to make it our night, so from then on, up until they broke up 5 months later, when Mark went out, Julie and I had our own fun. Lesbian Lust Ch. 02 Lesbian Lust..... Continued Julie and I organized to have a girl's night in every Friday night; I told my man that it was good for us women to have something to do as well. So, every week I would go around to Julies place. The first time I went there after our first encounter I was a bit nervous. I showed up with drinks and some DVD's for us to watch. Julie asked about the movies I had brought over and was surprised when she saw that I had brought over just some regular movies like Pretty Woman etc; she suggested that we watch something more fun and in saying that, she showed me Marks collection of Adult films. I smiled at her and agreed. Julie had already set the mood in her bedroom, candles, clean sheets, a towel spread over the bed and an ice bucket next to it. I was so turned on by the display. She placed the DVD's next to the 46inch widescreen TV that sits on her draws at the end of her bed; she loaded her DVD player with the first film and invited me to sit on the bed. I walked over to her bed and was about to sit down when Julie asked me if I wanted to get a little more comfortable, she stood next to me and teasingly took off my shirt. I still had my long skirt, knee high boots and bra on, she smiled at me and was surprised by my nervousness. She walked over to her wardrobe and got out a short sexy nightie and asked me to put it on, I asked her what time Mark was expected home and she informed me that he was away for three days, I smiled at her with so much thought through my head. I slipped in to the nightie Julie had given me, it was made from sheer purple chiffon and it felt so nice against my skin. As I was getting changed in the ensuite, Julie had got changed as well. When I walked out and saw her sitting at the top of the bed with her back against the wall with nothing on but a black babydoll nightie, I instantly felt aroused. She motioned for me to sit next to her, as I did she turned the movie on. We sat together side by side watching a very erotic lesbian porno movie, I was already wet from seeing Julie sitting there with her see through negligee on, but this movie on top of that was creating more heat. I looked over at Julie and she grinned at me, I leaned over toward her, but she pushed me back, she told me she wanted me to watch the film. As I sat and watched, Julie ran her hand up my thigh, she was getting very close to my pussy, I moved to touch her but she told me to not do anything but watch the movie. She said I had to keep my eyes on the film and not move. The movie was getting hotter; there were three girls all sucking each others nipples and pussies. My nipples were so hard, so was my clit. Julie asked me to sit forward and when I did, she sat behind me. She leaned back against the wall and pulled me back on to her. I was half laying on her with my back to her; I could feel her breasts against my shoulder blades. She put her arms around me and took hold of my breasts and was kneading them together, telling me what lovely tits I had. Again I wanted to turn to touch her but she whispered in my ear that she wants to feel me. She lowered her hands down my body and gently spread open my legs, she brushed her hands over my naked pussy, she gave a little laugh when she discovered I wasn't wearing panties. Julie then suggested she tie my hands up so I can't move, I thought it sounded very sexy so, I agreed. After she had me restrained, she kissed me. Her lips were full and soft against mine and our tongues danced together passionately. I had my eyes on the movie still as she had instructed but really just wanted to see her gorgeous body. She stood next to the bed and took off her negligee, she looked so sexy. She asked me if I would allow her to tie my legs as well so I said yes. She opened my legs wide exposing my hot cunt to her, I was helpless but I trusted her. She started kissing me all over, rubbing her hands on me, I was trembling. I could still see the movie up until Julie blindfolded me. Being blinded to what was happening only made things hotter but then I felt a second set of hands against me, I was surprised. I couldn't see, and didn't know who the other person was, I was open wide for all to see and very vulnerable. Julie whispered in my ear that she wanted to taste my pussy; I asked who the other person was only to be answered with a hot husky voice saying, "it's me, Ally". Ally was a very tall woman with long black hair, a voluptuous figure with great big tits that anyone would want to touch; knowing it was her standing there was exciting. I felt hands on me touching me all over, fingers discovering me inside, lips kissing my mouth and teeth gently biting my nipples, I moaned in pleasure. One of the women slowly made her way down my body and began to lick my clit, it felt so good, I wanted to touch someone, and I begged to touch someone. I got lucky. Ally took off my blindfold and kissed my mouth, she asked me how badly I wanted to taste her, I told her I had to have her now. She moved her pussy close to my face but then paused, I was still helpless and couldn't move toward her, she grabbed some ice from beside the bed and ran it over her nipples making them very hard, the ice left drips that I wanted so badly to lick off. Julie was sucking my clit, I was doing all I could to hold off orgasm but it was feeling so good. Ally stood beside me still and lifted a leg on to the post on the bed, opening up wide for me to see her, she rubbed her fingers over her clit, and then slid some fingers inside herself, she got some more ice and pushed it up her pussy, she gave a little moan and I began to tremble. Julie licked me even harder and pushed her fingers deep inside me. Watching Ally and feeling Julie between my legs as well as hearing the hot sounds of the movie made me orgasm in an explosion of pleasure. I was hungry for Ally, Julie stopped licking my clit but continued to finger me hard, I knew it was only a matter of time before I cum again. Ally put more ice inside her hot cunt, then knelt over my face, cold sweet water dripped from her hole on to my face, I opened my mouth wide for her as she lowered down over it. My tongue found where it wanted to go. Pushing my tongue in to her, I tasted all her sweetness, it was cold but getting hotter. As I licked her, Julie reached for some ice and her 8 inch vibrator. She pushed some ice cubes up inside me as she teased my clit with the vibrator, my entire body was trembling, I felt so lucky to have Ally's sweet cunt on my mouth as well as Julies hands touching me. Ally wriggled slightly over my face, leaning back as I sucked her juice from her hole as she played with her clit, each finger stroke was a pleasurable sight to see, fingering her clit that close to my face was so hot. She moaned as she pinched her nipples with one hand and rubbed her clit with the other. She moaned my name when she announced she wanted to come. That made me push my long tongue inside her even more, she untied my left hand and said huskily "finger my arse". She moved slightly to my left to make it easier for me to access her. Rubbing her pussy first to get some lubrication, I reached around her hot body and slowly let my finger find its way into her arse. Julie was getting turned on by the display before her. She inserted more ice cubes inside of me then pushed the vibrator in deep. Using her other hand she rubbed ice over my nipples. I couldn't believe the pleasure I felt, I wanted to come so bad. Ally's moaning was one of the sexiest sounds I had ever heard. She pushed her pussy down on to my mouth, riding my face hard, my finger pushed deep in her arse as her own finger went crazy over her clit. I felt her body start to tremble, her pussy juice began to run from her sweet hole, my tongue was in her as deep as it could get. Her entire body started to shake, her arse tightened as I fingered her harder, her pussy contracted around my tongue as she moaned loudly that she was coming. As she come, her pussy juice squirted from her cunt, all over my face, I loved the taste, and it was beautiful. Julie fucked me harder with the vibrator as Ally leaned over to untie my other hand then leaned down to kiss me, she loved the taste of her own pussy. She then sucked my nipples and played with my clit as Julie continued pushing the vibrator in to me. Ally rubbed an ice cube over my clit, I knew I was going to come soon, I just wanted so bad to suck Ally's tits; they are so big and beautiful. I told her I wanted to suck her nipples. She put an ice cube in my mouth then lowered her tits to my mouth, I squeezed one as I sucked and kissed the other, and I was so hungry for her. Julie untied my legs and fucked me harder, I was still on my back with my legs open as wide as I could get them. Julie fucked me, Ally played with my clit as I sucked her nipples, my body was aching, I wanted to come so badly then, without warning, Julie put her finger in my arse, pulling up toward my pussy, the pleasure was unbearable, I started to come so hard, shaking uncontrollably as Julie and Ally fucked and sucked me. I have never felt such pleasure before, I was trembling and so wet. We all lay down together, breathless. But Julie was still so horny and then I realized she hadn't had the chance to come yet so, smiling at Ally, we grabbed Julie and opened her legs up wide, she struggled a bit but Ally held her down, I opened up her pussy and pressed my tongue against her clit, she laid back more relaxed and moaned. Ally kissed Julie passionately as well as fondled her breasts; it was Julies turn for pleasure. To Be continued.....