Lesbian Girls Story

Hi, my name is Cindy. Until recently I’ve always considered myself pretty normal as far as sexual preferences go. I mean, I’m 24 years old, married, and consider myself to be a very attractive blonde, 5 foot 3, 35-23-34 woman. I had only had fleeting thoughts about being with another woman sexually. I was curious as to what it would be like, but had never made any efforts to find out. I’m very open-minded where sex is concerned though, and have always loved to try new and interesting things. Recently I had the opportunity to find out what I was missing.

I work as a secretary at a local law firm. I went in to work as usual on a Friday morning and found that a new girl, Tara, had been hired as an addition to the secretarial pool. She had just moved into town and didn’t know anyone, and had just started to learn her way around town. My boss tasked me with the job of teaching her what she needed to know and making her feel at home.

Tara was a very intelligent woman, 23, brown hair, hazel eyes, and a trim, athletic body. She learned quickly and we got along wonderfully. Before the day was over we were good friends. As the work day drew to an end I asked her if she would like to drop in for dinner, as my husband was away until the following evening. She agreed since she didn’t know anyone else anyway. We made arrangements, I told her where I lived, and we parted.

Tara arrived around 7:30. It was the middle of summer and she was dressed to season in a crop top baring her slim, well tanned tummy and black spandex shorts. She had a wonderful shape … nice, well toned legs, firm backside, and I would guess about a 36 inch bust. I could tell she exercised to stay in shape because I couldn’t see a wrinkle or flabby spot anywhere. I invited her in and we made a couple of drinks as we tried to decide what to do for dinner. We didn’t feel like making anything and finally settled on ordering Chinese. We talked and listened to the radio as we waited for our orders to arrive. I sat next to her to show her some of my old high school pictures and noticed the perfume she was wearing. It was a very light scent, sweet but musky at the same time, and mixed wonderfully with her own natural scent. We had a few more drinks and continued talking. By the time the food had arrived we were both beginning to feel the effects of drinking on an empty stomach. The saki we ordered with the food didn’t help matters either.

Around 11:00 or so we were almost to the point of being completely drunk. I was in a silly mood brought on by the alcohol and so was Tara. We would giggle at every little thing. I laughed at something Tara had said and rolled off the sofa onto the floor, knocking the coffee table several feet in the process. This threw us into an uncontrollable fit of laughing that didn’t stop for several minutes. Once we finally settled down I told Tara that I had struck my back on the edge of the coffee table. Tara asked if I would like for her to massage my back, telling me I would feel better if I got the soreness out now instead of waiting. It sounded logical to me so I said OK. She disappeared into the bathroom and came out a few seconds later with a bottle of lotion. She told me to lie on the floor on my stomach. I did as she said.

Once down there I found that I couldn’t tilt my head back far enough to drink. This struck me as being funny and I started giggling again. Tara, paying no attention to my giggling fit, straddled me and began applying lotion to my back. I was wearing a cut-off shirt with no bra so she had easy access to my back. She began rubbing my back and in no time her wonderful hands had my full attention. I’d never received a massage from another woman before and was surprised at how good it felt. After a few minutes she suggested I take off my top so she wouldn’t ruin it if she got lotion on it. I said OK, it sounded like a reasonable thing to me. I sat up and quickly took my shirt off, baring my perfectly shaped breasts for her inspection. I giggled and told her I had never had this done by a woman before. She flashed a confident smile and told me to just enjoy it. I lay back down and she continued to massage lotion onto my back, every so often wrapping her hands around my sides and brushing them lightly over the sides of my breasts.

Her hands had certain strength but her touch was light and sensual. I had to admit I was beginning to get turned on. We were both silent. I could hear her breathing becoming slightly faster and noticed mine was also, in perfect unison with Tara.

About 10 or 15 minutes passed as she continued to tease me. I hungered to have Tara’s fingers inside me, finding those little secret places that drove me into a frenzy of passion and orgasm. I was moaning softly and was almost to the point of orgasm from her constant teasing when she stopped. “Roll over and I can get the other side if you want me to. “Hell yes I wanted her to. I rolled over quickly, almost scared to look her in the face and yet yearning to look deep into those beautiful hazel eyes to see what she was thinking.
She asked me if I was uncomfortable being naked in front of her and to my surprise, I wasn’t. It felt wonderful. I told her I was a tiny bit nervous anyway, but I didn’t care because she gave a wonderful massage and I didn’t want her to stop. She laughed and said she would even the odds a bit. I asked how. “Easy, I’ll strip and then we’ll both be in the nude.” The drinks we had earlier were still affecting me and I giggled at her logic. She pulled off her top revealing her firm, tan-all-over breasts. Now I knew she was turned on too. Her nipples were swollen and hard. She had large, dark nipples that must have stuck out a good half inch when they were hard. I thought they were beautiful. My nipples were smaller and pinker in comparison but they were just as hard. As she took off her spandex shorts I watched, admiring the neatly trimmed triangle of pubic hair. She tossed her clothes on the sofa and again turned her attention to me. She straddled my abdomen and I could feel the warm wetness of her pussy. She was sitting with her crotch against the skin between my bush and my navel. She applied the lotion and expertly began to massage my stomach and tits. My nipples got even harder, which I didn’t think they could do. I was emitting little moans of pleasure and avidly watching her every move. Her hair hung down over her shoulders, framing her lovely face as she bent forward, then back, making long slow strokes from my belly to my shoulders, giving my erect nipples a little attention in between. I noticed that as she stroked down toward my belly she would point her thumbs backward and rub them between her legs. This brought my attention back to my own searing, hot cunt, longing for her to return her attention to it and make me explode in wonderful orgasmic delight.

I looked and could see little droplets of moisture collecting on her mound, glittering in the soft light, looking almost magical. Her hands were making my body feel so good, better than any man could make me feel. The though crossed my mind that I was thinking lesbian thoughts and I mentally said “Fuck it!” and tossed the idea out. I didn’t care, Tara’s touch felt too good to be something wicked or evil. I was enjoying every second of her loving caresses.

Before long she moved from her position atop me and began stroking my legs. I ran my hands over the wet spot she had left on my abdomen and brought my fingers to my lips. The scent of her love juices on my fingers was great. I licked the moisture off my fingers, loving the almost sweet taste of the juices from her steaming pussy. I was squirming and moaning aloud as she worked her way slowly up my legs toward my crotch. Finally she took one hand and placed it on my wet mound and started gently rubbing my pussy and playing with my pubic hair. “Oh yes” I groaned lightly, “Please don’t stop now!” She parted my pussy lips carefully and began to rub her fingers across my swollen clitoris and dip the tip of her fingers into my burning pussy.

I was going crazy. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening to me. I did know that, above all else, I didn’t ever want her to stop. Tara was really doing a good job. I was moaning loudly now and shivers of ecstasy were going up and down my spine. I spread my legs wider to give Tara full access and she immediately took advantage of it. Deftly she inserted two fingers of her other hand into my steaming box, still using the other hand to pinch and massage my clit. Soon I felt my muscles tensing as I prepared to release the orgasm that had been held back too long. Tara noticed and stopped what she was doing, moving quickly to position her head between my thighs. Using her tongue on my clit, still pumping her fingers in and out of my dripping pussy, she brought me to a screaming orgasm. She lapped up the juices as I came for what seemed like minutes.

When my orgasm was over she kissed my pussy, and continued kissing her way up my body, stopping only momentarily to circle her tongue around my nipples. I was still extremely turned on and wanted more, much more. She left my nipples and kissed my neck, then my cheeks, then, finally paused with her lips poised just barely above mine. I could feel her breath on my lips and smell my own juices as she licked my lips, circling them gently with the tip of her tongue. I reached up and pulled her hard to me. I could taste my own cum as she explored my mouth. We kissed long and hard, greedy in our passion for each other.

After a few minutes Tara broke the kiss and took my hands, guiding them over her breasts. Her large, swollen nipples felt wonderful. I began playing with them, rolling and pinching them between my fingers, squeezing lightly. She moaned softly, almost purring, as she again took my hands and guided them down, down, toward her crotch. Her pubic hair was wet as I parted her pussy lips. She gasped as I rammed my fingers into her hot cunt and started pumping, rubbing her clitoris with my thumbs as I explored her wetness. After a few minutes she stopped me. I soon found out why. Tara had positioned us so that we each had one leg over and one leg under the other’s, our pussies able to rub against each other. Tara began to methodically rub her cunt against mine as I rubbed my pussy against hers in rhythm. Slowly at first, then building up to a feverish pace, we banged away at each other, cumming a couple of times each.

After Tara came the third time we untangled ourselves. I wanted to repay Tara for the service she had given me and I told her to lie down. I began by kissing inside her thighs, working my way up to her soaking wet cunt. I could smell the musky odor of our mixed cum as I got closer and closer to her love tunnel, enjoying the wonderful new taste of her as I went. Finally I parted her pussy lips with my fingers so I could get at her enlarged clitoris. I began nibbling at it and flicking my tongue over it, side to side and up and down. Tara was going crazy and I was enjoying the hell out of being able to experience the taste of her cunt and please her like she’d pleased me. I darted my tongue in and out of her pussy and continued nibbling and licking her clit, stopping occasionally just long enough to tease her asshole with the tip of my tongue. She was bucking her hips and shoving my face hard into her cunt, almost screaming in pleasure. I could feel her tensing, building up to a tremendous orgasm. I wanted to drink every bit of her cum. She came hard, bucking her hips madly against my face as I lapped up every last drop of her precious love juice. When she was finished, we kissed a long, slow, passionate kiss and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The next morning we made breakfast and ate, each of us quietly replaying the night’s love making in our minds. After breakfast Tara headed home. As she was heading out the door I told her that Dave would be away next weekend and asked her if she’d like to keep me company. She smiled devilishly and said she would love to. I can’t wait to see what happens next. I’ve discovered a new joy and new passion I never knew I could have, especially with another woman.

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