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 workday 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
dresses 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 lay 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 sided and brushing them lightly over the
sides of my breasts. Her hands had a 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.

After another few minutes she asked if I would like for her to massage
the rest of me. She said she loved to give a good massage and didn’t mind
at all. I was getting more turned on, hell I was down right horny, so I
agreed. She said I would have to remove my shorts so she wouldn’t get
lotion on them and I agreed. I started to get up and she said not to
bother. She repositioned herself to my side and began to slide my shorts
down and off my legs. Next she removed my panties so that I lay bare assed
on the floor. I could feel my nipples growing hard as she began squirting
lotion on first one leg, then the other. She messaged my legs starting at
my feet and working her way up. She was using long, slow strokes as she
moved her way up toward my bare ass. As she rubbed my upper legs and ass
she would occasionally let a hand slip down between my legs and brush
against my crotch, which by now was getting moist from my turned on
condition. Shivers would go up and down my spine every time she traced the
crack of my ass with those loving fingers, each time getting a little
closer to my aching pussy. My breathing was hard now and I was curious as
to where this would lead. Was Tara getting as turned on as I was?

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
more pink 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 lay 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.

– FTC -