November 29, 2007

• A Lesbian’s Story

  She was huddled up holding herself in her own arms.  Sleeping.  Her soft smooth porcelain skin stretching out from the sleeves of her tshirt, folding hands under her chin.  Her blonde hair folded on the pillow surrounding her face.  Soft, wavy, inviting me. Her forehead a bit shiny in the heat yet her expression was angelic.  Without fear, without doubt, dreaming in another world.  I could watch her sleeping forever.

   

  I looked at her slim youthful body half exposed by the sheer white sheet.  I marveled at the precision of her feet like one would a newborn’s.  She rolled over, her leg and rounded haunch exposed as her tshirt slid slightly up.  Marvelous.  Exciting.  There was no question that I had the sensibilities of a man trapped in the body of a woman.  How I lusted after the female form.  How this woman excited me so.  My eyes slowly surveyed the line of her nude leg and the crack of her ass.  Desire erupted within me as I continued to look at her sleeping form.  I reveled in the passion I felt.  Reveled in the sight of her.

   

  Thoughts filled my mind tempting me to act on them.  And so I did, touching her leg, rubbing it from end to ass slowly as she woke.  She stirred slightly as I put my mouth on her calf and kissed in little traveling kisses up her leg along her thigh and onto her plump cheek.  With one hand I tossed the sheet aside exposing her bottom half.  She was awake mostly but lay spread on her stomach patiently waiting on my ministrations.  My hands roamed the small of her back as my face worked its way around her backside.  I knew my hair with its long soft tufts tickled her hips as I moved from side to side touching her curves with my opening and closing lips.  Only another woman could truly understand what excited a woman. 

   

  I put each of my hands on each of her cheeks and spread them so I could kiss the inside of her sensitive crack.  She loved it when I played in there and I knew it.  Placing my face into between her rounded orbs, I touched her lightly with my tongue, running from the top down to the bottom. When I moved my tongue along he length of her crack I ran my tongue over her brown hole as though I didn’t know it was so much more sensitive than the rest.  I just flitted across it going down and then quickly ran back up and over her hole again. Then I blew air from deep in my lungs – warm air – down her crack and across her hole.  Followed by more licking and tongue touching, dropping moisture to be air dried.

   

  Kelly was now moaning her approval of my face in her ass.  She was fully awake although perhaps by choice still dreaming.  I put my hands under her hips to encourage her to lift her ass higher in the air and she responded immediately by getting p on her knees.  In this position I could put my whole face in her ass and move my hands around to the lips of her pussy.  My tongue was fully engaged on, around and in her hole now.  After the first few licks all the musty odor was replaced with my own saliva and I licked her without hesitation.  I pushed my tongue in and out of her and felt the muscle that surrounded her hole first tighten and then relax.  As I worked on her I could feel her rear opening open wider as if inviting me in farther.

   

  At the same time I rubbed the front of her pussy with my palm.  I rubbed her clean shaven baby-naked pussy lips.  Gently sliding along her lips and dripping my fingertips in between as I went.  Not too intensely since I knew her primary attention was on my face but rather a rhythmic back and forth spreading my palm across her full lips.  I could feel her lips swelling slowly under my touch. 

   

  It soon was time to turn her over on her back.  She responded easily to my physical suggestion to do so – a sign of two people who have had enough sex to know what to expect from one another.  My face remained below her waist and my hair swirled around her hip and onto her groin.  Kelly had an area that was almost too sensitive just inside her hip bones and just below her bikini line.  She had noticeable tan lines on the front but no on her back because she had worn a thong for the last season of sunbathing.  As my hair traced its gentle way across Kelly’s lower stomach, it touched that sensitive area and she involuntarily raised one knee.  I loved the way that Kelly responded to my touch.

   

   I moved my face onto her pussy lips.  I loved the clean shaven area.  Her aroma was so sweet and her lips were swollen and waiting for my kisses.  My tongue worked its way between her lips and licked up and down the full length of her slit.  At the bottom I could feel the moisture seeping out her opening and at the top was her lovely clit.  Her clit was one of the most prominent clits I had ever held in between my lips.  When it got hard as it was now it was impossible to ignore.  Plump and hard it was almost like sucking on a small fingertip.  On its own I found it poking up between her folds.  Of course, it was too soon to lick it directly or at least to spend a lot of time directly on it.  I preferred to tease her by touching it very gently, kissing just below it and lingering around beside it.  I moved both hands together surrounding the tops of her lips and pulled them apart.  Then I lay my flaccid soft tongue on her clit and moved it so very slowly along it.  I ended the movement with a kiss.  I did this a few times ad I could hear her draw in her breath and let out a moan with each ending kiss.  She was louder and I was slower with each glacial lick.

   

  Now I know there are some guys who are good at eating a woman out, but no guy can compare with a woman on a woman.  Know man can know the intensity of feelings that are encapsulated inside a woman’s lips.  All the intricate nooks and crannies.  All the different places to put different feelings.  Men think it is just another cock only smaller.  Rub it hard and fast.  A woman’s clit is so much more and can be played with in so many different ways.  A woman can experience sex in so many different colors, textures and intensities.  Men have no idea really.  So while I knew that Kelly did men too, I also know that none of them give her the kind of pleasure that I give her.  And for the next hour she received all that I had.

   

  Licking inside her lips, moving down to her wet opening I rolled my tongue inside her. Pushing it inside and rolling it around the edge of her opening.  I moved one hand down to penetrate her pussy with my fingers.  The other moved over so the thumb was on one side and the remaining fingers were on the other side of her clit.  This hand kept the pressure on opening the top of her lips exposing her protruding clit.  With the other I inserted one finger tip and rubbed it along the entrance to her cunt.  I know a lot of women don’t like that word but when my face is down between the legs of another woman, the word seems perfect to me.  If I don’t say it, I think it.  Slurping her cunt, poking her cunt, kissing her cunt.  I had one finger in her and she was predictably sopping wet. 

   

  As I felt her opening widen I moved two fingers inside of her.  With two fingers I went after her g-spot.  I ran my fingers up against her spot, pressing its rippled surface against the roof of her cunt.  She was very responsive to this and I rubbed up and down a finger on each side of her slightly protruding spot, thrusting like a perfect man might.  A man who had a dual tubed and thickly girthed cock.  I thrust harder and faster but just before she could focus on her orgasm I slowed down and kissed and sucked on her clit.  I could feel her attention shift and after sucking and kissing for a little bit I could feel her focusing again and getting ready to explode.  Again I would shift.  Giving up on her clit I would begin moving my fingers inside of her against her g-spot.  Each time I shifted she would refocus her attention quicker and so the switching became faster and faster.  Her hands were gripping fistfuls of my hair.  And I began to overlap so there were periods when I was finger thrusting and licking, sucking and kissing. 

   

  Kelly was completely in another world, concentrating on the intense feelings emanating from all of her various parts.  When she exploded in an orgasm it was incredibly intense.  She let out a loud moan that anyone who heard would have known what happened.  I could feel and explosion of juice from inside her pussy, filling her and pouring out her opening.  I continued to touch her but had to back off of the intensity to match her tolerance level.  And I was very good at slowing down, allowing Kelly her space while she came, yet not completely withdrawing.  After a few minutes I kissed her clit gently and her whole body shook.  A few minutes after that I did it again.

   

  Kelly grabbed my head and lifted me off of her lap.  She drew me up to her face and kissed me passionately, gratefully, thankfully.  It filled me with warmth.  Her wet juices played between our lips, her aroma still wafting my nostrils.  She hugged me tight and I could feel our breasts pressing against one another.  Her hard nipples slid around until they found mine.  I loved mushy breast hugging.  My head found the nook of her neck and I settled into a cuddle while I hear her say, “Good morning, my darling.”  And I felt so right with the world and so in love.

  • 8:48 am
  • 11 Comments