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  1. Grace could tell that Erika had arrived to work because she could smell her perfume. She wore the same Marc Jacobs scent every day. She popped up and leaned over the cube wall that separated them, intent on making a joke about how she was late when she saw that her friend was holding back tears. She walked around the cubicle row and, crouching in front of Erika, placed a hand on her exposed knee. "Erika," she whispered quietly, "are you ok? What's wrong?" Just then, a meeting reminder popped up on Erika's screen. "I'll be ok," she said, placing her hand on top of Grace's and looking at her with a soft smile. "Let's talk about it at lunch ok? I've got to go to this or you-know-who will lose her mind." Grace nodded and stood, laughing, knowing exactly who she meant. She declared "It's a date!" and headed back to her cubicle. Erika walked away feeling a strange rush of excitement. She wasn't sure if it was in her head, but she could still feel Grace's hand on her knee. Surely it was in her imagination, but she felt there was something to her touch. Something about the way she slid her hand into place. It was very subtle, but nonetheless it had made an impression on Erika. Erika continued to ponder this while half listening in her meeting when Grace, knowing her friend seriously needed a laugh, sent her a funny text. Grace was happy to get the crying while laughing emoji in response. Meanwhile, Grace spent the next 3 hours of her day anxiously waiting for lunch and daydreaming about how soft Erika's skin was. While she'd dreamed of it several times, she had never actually touched Erika. They were work friends only and had never hung out outside of work, other than going to lunch. So there had never been a need or opportunity to touch her in any way. Her skin was just as soft as she'd imagined it would be. She had fun imaging the scenario had played out differently - that she had been able to push her long, blonde hair out of her face and kiss away her tears instead. Grace knew it was an unlikely scenario though. For one thing, Erika had no idea how Grace lusted after her, and for another - Erika was engaged. Then there was the obvious dilemma of them being co-workers. Not only were they co-workers, Erika was a team lead and she had their boss's ear. One wrong move could create huge problems for Grace. Grace nearly squealed out loud when she got a lunch meeting invitation in her inbox from Erika. Usually they'd just head out without any formalities, grab something quick and head back, but today Erika had blocked off their calendars for two hours. Unbeknownst to Grace, Erika suddenly wanted to spend a lot more time with her, to examine what it is she was feeling. Erika had always enjoyed Grace but now...was she attracted to her? She had never even considered the possibility of being attracted to a woman until today. But the idea of it was exciting. She was aware that the possibility was very real that Grace was not even on that wavelength...but she was almost certain. There was something about that touch. And it resonated with her. The two ladies decided on Italian for lunch. It was a really hard choice for both of them to forgo the wine, but they were already pushing the envelope by taking an extended lunch. "Ok, chica." Grace said, clasping her hands and leaning forward on the table while feigning a serious face, "Dish." "Oh, it's not a big deal really, Tony and I just had a disagreement right before I left for work. I got on his case because he didn't do something he said he would. Then, he accused me of nagging him and it really just upset me." "Awww, I'm sorry that happened to you, hon. I know how much you do for him. You are such a kind and loving person, it sucks to see anyone like you feeling anything less than loved." Erika looked at Grace while she spoke as if she were seeing her for the first time. Her hair, her lips, her eyes. Everything suddenly seemed appealing. She was certain in that moment that she wanted more of Grace. "Too bad you're not my fiance, sheesh!" Grace was momentarily taken aback by that statement. If only! She wanted to reveal her feelings to her crush right then, but instead replied, "Honestly Erika, a beautiful girl like you could have anyone you wanted. Tyler better get his act together if he knows what's good for him!" Erika played with her engagement ring as she started off in deep thought for a moment. "Well. I feel better now. Thanks for coming to lunch with me today. I know the last thing you probably want is to hear me complain about my relationship problems when you're fresh off of a divorce." Grace laughed, "Believe me, I'm glad to be single right now. My marriage problems really put a lot of things into perspective for me. I never told you why we actually divorced. It was because I cheated on him." "You? No way, I don't believe it!" "It's true. I had an affair. It ended up not working out, but it really helped me figure out who I really was and what I really wanted." "What happened? With the affair, I mean." "Well...in a nutshell, she wanted to be exclusive. But I couldn't handle all the things that would happen if I took that route. Not just with my husband, but my family, our friends. So, we broke up, and my husband was none the wiser. He had no idea but it weighed on me so much, I finally confessed and you know the rest." "Wow, I had no idea." "That I could be capable of cheating? Haha, I didn't either. But I totally fell for her out of nowhere. " "No, that you were into women! I'd never have guessed." "Ah." Grace felt a bit uncomfortable with her confession. She was afraid that Erika might not like her anymore, but her fears were soon put to rest. Erika reached over and placed her hand on top of Grace's. "That must have been really hard for you. I'm sorry, I had no idea. I can imagine how torn you must have been and this whole time, I just assumed your divorce was just a matter of "shit happens" incompatibility. To know you were hurting like that this whole time makes me feel like a terrible friend." "Aww thanks, Erika. But I'm totally ok with everything. I'm glad it happened before we started a family. Now no more gloomy chat. This is supposed to be a pick-me-up lunch!" Erika laughed. "You're right!" Erika wondered what she should do with this new information. Now that she knew Grace was attracted to women, she was certain that touch earlier had meant something, though she'd never really let on before. And knowing that made her even more attracted to her. Grace arrived for work the next day to find a box of chocolates on her desk, along with a card. The outside had a big red heart that read: Thanks for being so sweet. Inside was written: Thanks for being my unpaid therapist! I really enjoyed our talk. A hand drawn heart and the letter E. Grace peeked over the cubicle wall to thank her, but Erika was nowhere to be found. She texted her instead: You could have just texted me. But the chocolate is divine! Followed by a smile, pink heart, and chocolate bar emoji. For the next few days they texted back and forth both while they were at work and while they were at home. Then, somehow the conversations shifted from casual to full on flirting. To Grace's surprise, Erika was the one that instigated the transition. First, she was just very curious about Grace's experience with her ex-girlfriend. Then she started talking more personally about how she could see why someone would be attracted to Grace. Finally, she asked her point blank if she were the type of girl that Grace could be attracted to. Grace responded cautiously, but did admit that she found her attractive. It was just the response Erika was looking for, and gave her the fortitude to kick things up a notch. She then admitted that she was curious, although she was not sure she'd ever act on it. These conversations changed their interactions at work dramatically. They began to go out of their way to end up in the same place at the same time. Grace had already been lusting after Erika so these feelings were not new to her. Erika on the other hand, was finding it harder and harder to maintain herself. Passing by Grace in the hallway, she'd hold her gaze wordlessly with a flirty smile as they passed, then follow up with a text to her, complimenting her appearance. Grace was not innocent, and indulged her by always playing back and giving her new things to go on. She always played it safe though, and flirted back just enough to assure Erika that she would take it to the next level if she wanted her to. Things really heated up when Erika, seeing Grace walk in the supply room, followed. She stood next to her and pretended to be looking for something also while whispering to Grace, "I want you." Grace was surprised, but did not show it. She parted her lips slightly and looked at her. Erika looked longingly into her eyes, and asked quietly, "Do you want me?" Grace breathed in deeply and nodded slowly as she breathed out. Erika bit her lip and smiled, still looking at her lustily. Then she turned and left, leaving Grace to catch her breath. By the time she got back to her desk, she'd received a meeting invitation from Grace. She'd booked a one hour meeting in Conference room 405, two floors above the one where her team resided. The conference room door was slightly ajar, and she could see Erika sitting there with her laptop as she approached. She briefly thought of turning back. While she wanted to be in a room alone with her, she knew that if anything happened, there would be no turning back. She walked on in and closed the door behind her. As soon as it shut, Erika stood up and walked over to her, taking her things and placing them on the table. Standing face to face with her, she said, "Then show me." Grace knew she was hearkening back to the question she'd asked her only moments ago, and her answer. Just as she'd done in her dreams many times, she pushed Erika's long blond hair back with her hands, grabbed her face and kissed her. She kissed her so gently, letting her lips linger for several seconds before kissing her the same way a few times more. She pulled back to look Erika in the face to make sure she wasn't regretting the situation. On the contrary, Erika had her brows furrowed in a look of deep desire. She pulled back in to kiss Grace fervently. Grace responded, her kisses expressing all of the things she wanted to say to Erika for months, but hadn't. Finally, catching a breath, they both spilled over into laughter, giggling at themselves for making out like a couple of horny teenagers. "I'm not a teenager," Erika said, holding her hands on Grace's back and leaning in to kiss her again, "but I am horny." Grace reached down and caressed Erika's ass while they made out, causing Erika to gyrate against her. It was really hard for both of them to stop. Between moments of making out, they mentioned repeatedly how they should, as they'd been in the conference room for over an hour now. After that they both started showing up for work early, desperate to spend as much uninterrupted time together as possible. They'd take risks out in the open like Grace reaching under Erika's skirt in the break room before anyone else came to the office one morning. Erika flashing her tits at grace while they walked down an empty hallway. Finally, it got to a point where it was obvious that they needed to fuck each other and get it over with, come what may. Because Erika lived with her fiance, Grace invited her to her place. Their first lovemaking session was everything that Grace had hoped. Erika gave completely in to her and allowed Grace to explore every inch of her body. Grace took her time working her way down from her mouth. Erika was already moaning by the time Grace took her nipples into her mouth. She arched her shoulders back and pushed her chest out when Grace pulled on one of her nipples with her lips while rolling the other between her fingers. She rocked her hips and pushed up against Grace's face as she ate her out. Grace relished every bit of her taste, letting her lips and tongue linger on Erika's clit before she lapped up the juice that gushed out of her from the pressure. You would think she were restrained the way Erika twisted and moved while keeping her hands to her sides and her legs spread open, allowing Grace to take over her completely. She came harder than she had ever come before under grace's mouth. She came so hard it sounded like she was crying. Grace kept her mouth still on her clit and relished the feel of it throbbing. Once it subsided, she slid up to lay on top of her. Erika then received her into her arms and kissed her, enjoying the taste of her pussy on Grace's soft lips. Erika begged Grace to let her taste her, but Grace wanted her to be sure that's what she wanted. "This is all new to you right now. If you don't feel weird tomorrow, I promise," she said while kissing her, " I'll let you eat me out all. night. long." Neither of them could stop thinking about the night's events. When Grace arrived at work the next day, she found a single, pink rose on her desk. Erika wasn't at her desk, but it didn't take long for Grace to figure it out. She smiled to herself in the elevator as she headed to her first meeting of the day, in conference room 405.
  2. *This story was written based on a scenario request I received from a user that will remain anonymous. I hope I have been able to convey this story in the way you imagined and that you thoroughly enjoy the progression. Any one else have a story topic/scenario they'd like to suggest? Feel free to PM me confidentially!* Seducing the Straight Girl I rolled over in bed on Saturday morning after staying up too late binge watching Orange is the New Black. I woke up feeling aroused, so I started rubbing myself absentmindedly when I happened to see the time on my alarm clock. 10AM. Shit! Once a month my friend Amber and I would head to the bordering state to the outlet malls, eat and shop all day, then head back home where we'd finish the evening in my high-rise condo with wine and a movie. I scrambled out of bed. She was going to be here any minute now and I was nowhere near ready. After rushing around like a crazy person, I somehow managed to get showered and had just thrown a sundress over my head when she knocked on my door. I answered the door, dressed but disheveled with wet hair, while she stood there looking radiant in a tastefully loose but short dress that hit her about mid thigh. Fuck. She was so hot. If I didn't know better, I would think she dressed like this on purpose because she knew I liked girls and she had told me ages ago that she didn't wear panties. Ever. Unless she absolutely had to for some reason. However, she had also made it emphatically clear to me on many occasions that she was straight and had zero interest in women. I hugged her in greeting, letting my hands casually slide low on her back just above her buttocks. She definitely wasn't wearing panties. It took a huge amount of will power for me not to grab her ass in that moment. After confirming that her pussy was totally bare under there, it was suddenly all I could think about. I was feeling too frisky that morning, so I excused myself and headed for the bathroom in my bedroom. I knew she was waiting and ready to go but there was no way I was going to survive this shopping trip with her unless I finished what I had started that morning. Before I'd closed the door, I was already reaching into my panties. I was already getting wet when I slid my index finger between my lips and just onto my hole and rubbed my clit with the knuckle on the inside of my palm. I watched myself in the mirror as I pulled out one of my tits and toyed with the nipple. It felt good, but wasn't going to cut it so I pulled my panties down a bit and spread my legs. I leaned slightly forward and started pressing and rubbing my clit vigorously with one hand while fingering myself from behind with the other. I was quite close when I heard her voice faintly, then closer, then nearly right outside the door. "Emme? Are you almost done? We need to leave so we can miss lunch traffic!" Just knowing she was right outside my door with her naked pussy helped push things along. I fantasized about saying screw the outlets and throwing her on my bed and burying my face in what I just knew was a beautiful pussy. Instead, I managed to shout back, "I'm coming!" If only she knew the double meaning. I bit my bottom lip and tried to keep my deep breathing quiet as I came super hard. I was pretty sure she had not left - for some reason. Feeling how wet my panties were against me, I pulled them off and tossed them into the laundry basket. I made a point of flushing the toilet and washed my hands. I opened the door to find that she was indeed still there. She was sitting on my bed scrolling through her Facebook feed; waiting. "It's about time, are you ready?" she asked, putting her phone away and following me to my dresser. "Yea," I said, pulling my underwear drawer open, "I just need to put on panties and shoes." "OH MY GOD," she said, yanking me away from my drawer, "live a little. They are just panties!" Our first stop, as usual, was an all you can eat brunch buffet with all you can drink mimosas. We chose a booth near a window that overlooked the huge outdoor mall. At some point while we sat finishing our last mimosa, I noticed her nipples had hardened beneath the fabric of her dress. They looked so thick, luscious, suckable. I was getting most, so I had to make a joke out of it in an attempt to keep myself from getting wetter, considering she'd forced me to go commando. I waggled my fingers toward her chest and said, "Chilly?" She looked down and a flash of embarrassment crossed her face. "Don't worry about it," I said. I was getting so horny I lost my mind and pulled the triangle of fabric covering one of my breasts aside, surreptitiously exposing a nipple. She covered her mouth and her eyes grew wide with shock as she watched me squeeze and tug at it until it was firm. I did the same to the other side, and made a show of surveying my handiwork. She giggled into her hands and in a loud whisper said, "You're crazy!" We carried on shopping, trying on tons of clothes and shoes. A couple of times she asked my opinion on clothes and I took ample opportunity to let her know how hot she was in each outfit. She surprised me once by absolutely gushing over how I looked in a bodycon dress. "Wow!" she said. "You look beautiful. That dress really accentuates your...everything. I mean look at that. I didn't even know you had that!" she said, gesturing her hands up and down my body. Another woman passing by in the dressing room piped in to agree. "She's right. You look hot!" Amber went ahead of me to check out while I went back to look at some jewelry. Taking the opportunity to speak to me without my companion, the woman that was in the dressing room came up to me and told me that she hoped I was buying that dress because it really looked good on me. "I hope this isn't too forward," she said, handing me a card, "but if you're interested, I would really like to meet up with you sometime." She was a bit older than me, but she was gorgeous. "Definitely," I said, smiling and holding out my hand flirtatiously. "My name's Emme." "Looking forward to talking with you, Emme," she said, holding onto my hand longer than was needed for a handshake, then smiling as she walked away. "What was that about?" Amber asked as soon as we were out of that store. "What? Oh that. She..." I said pulling out her card and reading the name, "Naomi was telling me how awesome I looked in this dress," I said, pointing to my bag, "Then she asked me out! Why? Are you jealous?" "Haha, no! But I don't blame her! If I wasn't straight, I'd be all over it." "Too bad for you then since you have me all to yourself tonight!" I quipped. She laughed. "True! Honestly though, if I ever wanted to be with a girl, I would definitely want it to be you." "Oh really? And why is that?" "You're super hot! But I'm just not attracted to girls so don't get your hopes up!" I was a little annoyed that she assumed that because I liked girls I would want to get with her. I did, of course, but she didn't need to assume that. "No worries there," I shot back, "You're not my type anyway." She looked a bit put off, but I changed the subject to our next destination, Perfumania, before she could comment. "Ooh, let's go here!" We wandered around the store spraying perfumes on those little cards when she finally landed on one she really liked. "You have to smell this one, Emme," she said, yelling and gesturing to me from across the crowd of people between us. I held out a card for her to spray it, but she pointed to her neck instead, "Here." I leaned in to sniff her neck, unintentionally grazing her breasts with mine. "Oh yea, that's nice. What is it?" "Romance," she said, picking up a box, "and it's coming home with me." "By the way," I said, waggling my fingers toward her chest. Her nipples were once again perking against the fabric of her dress. I raised my eyebrows and gave her a questioning look as I pretended that I was going to pull my tits out again. She cracked up laughing, as she looked around incredulously, saying 'Hell no' before she headed toward the registers. The final stop on our outlet journey was for swimsuits. We picked a few to try to on. "There's only one dressing room free at the moment," the attendant informed us. I told Amber she could go ahead of me. "It's fine, we can share one." She told the attendant instead. I wasn't shy so I took my clothes off while Amber shyly pulled her bottoms on under her dress. She became less awkward by the third one she'd tried on. I was barely paying attention to her because I had texted Naomi so she'd have my contact details and we were texting back and forth. I finally looked up at one point, to see her checking herself out in the mirror. "That's the one!" I said, moving to stand beside her, admiring the green two piece in the mirror. "It goes really well with your complexion." She turned to see how it looked in the back. It wasn't situated properly on her ass, so I reached my arms around her, slid my fingers under the edge and fixed it for her. I let my hands come to rest on her hips. "That's perfect! Now THAT is a grabbable ass." I reached down and took a handful of her cheeks, spreading them apart slightly and letting go, both of us giggled as they bounced back together. I turned her back around to face the mirror and made some slight adjustments to her straps. Her thick nipples grew hard again, obvious and glaring under the thin fabric. I pretended not to notice, with the intention of ignoring it, but it was she who brought attention to it. "Ugh," she said, spinning around to face me, pointing to them, "again!" "They want to be freed!" I joked, pulling the top of her swimsuit down. Her breasts came bouncing out in front of me and I got a nice, clear view of them. Her nipples looked just as delicious and suckable as I had imagined. They were right within my reach and I wanted so badly to wrap my lips around one of them; twirl my tongue around it. Her mouth gaped as she tried to cover them with her hands. She only made it worse though because one of her nipples ended up getting pressed between her fingers instead. I laughed as I tossed my dress back on and left her in the dressing room alone to finish. When she finally came out, I expected her to be weird or pissed, but she's wasn't. She just looked at me laughing and said, "You're an asshole." as we headed to our car. "You think that was me being an asshole? I think you'll agree that this is me being an asshole." I said this while lifting the back of her dress and exposing her naked ass to the parking lot. "I stand corrected," she said, laughing and grabbing her dress down while looking around, mortified. After spending so much time walking around in the hot sun, we opted to head back to my place and order in instead of stopping at another restaurant on the way. We showered, put on comfy clothes, and started on a glass of wine while waited for our food. The food took so long that the one glass turned into two. It turns out that what I said to her earlier really bothered her and the wine emboldened her to revisit the topic. "So tell me again why I'm not your type. What kind of girls do you like?" "It's not really like that. There's just not one thing. It all depends on the individual. There are some girls that are just inherently sexy and it makes me want them. I feel the same way about guys. I don't have a type, some people just have a vibe that I like." "Wait, so are you saying that I'm not sexy?" Just then, I was saved by the doorbell. Even though I was very interested in expressing to her how sexy she was, I decided not to pursue the conversation. I was tipsy and she was straight, so what was the point? I kept us far away from the topic as we ate. But she would not let it go. As I searched Amazon Prime to find our chosen movie, she goes, "So?" "So, what?" "You don't think I'm sexy? I don't have a sexy vibe?" "Of course, you're sexy," I relented. "But you're straight, so why would I bother?" "Ok, so if I was wasn't, you'd be into me." It was more of a statement than a question. "Why are you asking?" I asked, playfully. She replied dismissively, "I was just curious, really." "Curious enough that you want me to eat your pussy so you can see what all the fuss is about? huh?" "No! Oh my God, Emme, do you have to say that word?" "PUSSY is just a word, Amber, haha. And it's really no different than getting your PUSSY eaten out by a guy...except most likely better." "Ugh. I'll pass." I laughed, started the movie, and we both relaxed into the couch. Naomi and I were still texting and it was getting quite flirty so I was only half paying attention to the movie. Each time my phone lit up she'd glance but said nothing. Finally after I asked her for the tenth time what was going on in the movie, she decided not to hold back. "Oh my God, if you'd watch the movie instead of texting Naomi you'd know." "Ugh, I'm sorry," I said, "but she's really, really..." "Let me guess," she said, cutting me off, "she has the vibe that you like." Was I imagining things or...did she sound jealous? "Oh my God, She's soooo sexy. But you're right, I'm being super rude." I put my phone down and declared, "Pause it. I think we need snacks." I passed her a bowl of popcorn and she sat on the couch crosslegged, nesting the bowl between her legs. I plopped down beside her after turning the lights back off and spreading miniature candy bars on the table in front of us. "The girl with the vibe texted you again." "No worries, I'll text her later. You have me all to yourself now. " I said the last part with a sarcastic tone. "You sure? I kinda saw the preview and I'm pretty sure she sent you a nude." I shrugged as if to say 'oh well' even though I really, really wanted to see that message. I opted to be a good hostess and eat popcorn instead. Naomi was really just turning me on which was ultimately just going to frustrate me since I could only do so much while Amber was here anyway. I had reached over to get popcorn 100 times just fine until I reached once without looking and my hand went behind the bowl instead of in the bowl. I felt something warm and damp against my hand. Dear God. I had accidentally rubbed against Amber's pussy. She didn't react to it, so I recovered the best I could by grabbing one more handful of popcorn. It was dark when I sat down and I couldn't really tell with the bowl there, so I hadn't realized that her sleep shirt had ridden up when she crossed her legs, basically exposing her pussy. And being that she never wore panties, well...SHE had to know this. I couldn't decide if she just hadn't realized it, or if she just didn't care. A few minutes pass by after I announce I'm done with popcorn and she put the bowl on the table. I'd have expected her to adjust herself, but no. With her legs still crossed, she leaned back into the couch. I snuck a look from the corner of my eye and I could see her mound peeking out from the very edge of her t-shirt. I knew there was no way she could not know. In fact, it kind of pissed me off because it was so tempting and I felt that she was teasing me on purpose because she had some sort of weird competitive streak because of Naomi knew even though she was unwavering in her declaration of straightness. I decided then that two could play that game. She would give in and get uncomfortable much sooner than I would. I reached over and pushed her shirt up a bit more and asked her, "Is this an invitation?" She looked at me like I was crazy, but I slid my hand over her mound and she let me rub her pussy a good three or four times. Her pussy was getting juicy and I was literally just about to work a finger in before she finally stopped me. "I can't," she said, closing her legs, forcing out my hand. "Then why were you sitting here with your pussy out, knowing I could see it if you didn't want me to touch it?" "I wasn't thinking and besides you said I wasn't you're type!" "I changed my mind." "Well, I haven't, so let's just watch the rest of this movie and pretend like this never happened." I complied. We were planning to watch two movies but since things got more than a little weird, I decided to call it an early night. She seemed disappointed but since I was clearly bad at reading her, I insisted. Since my guest room was an office, we normally just slept together in my bed but after tonight's weirdness, I offered to sleep on the couch. "No way," she said, "it's fine. " I lay there unable to sleep for about an hour. I kept alternating from laying on my side, to my back, then to my side again. "Can't sleep? I told you we should have watched another movie!" "No,I can't seem to but I am really tired," I lied. "You just need to relax," she said, and started massaging my shoulder. I tensed a bit at her unexpected touch but she kept rubbing me. She trailed her fingertips up down my back and up to my shoulder again. She moved closer to me and rubbed my neck and my arms. She was so close to me her nips were lightly touching my back when she reached forward and started rubbing my collar bone. She let her hands trail down my chest and over my breasts. Suddenly, she was kissing my shoulder and circling her finger around my nipple. I lay perfectly still when she reached down and rubbed my pussy outside of my panties. I didn't react, I just let it happen. When I didn't respond, she urged me onto my back and straddled me, forcing me to look her in the face. I looked into her eyes and I could tell she was serious, that she wanted me. She brought her mouth down onto mine and I acquiesced. While she was kissing me, I reached down to rub her pussy. She was so wet. I slid my hand back and forth across her clit and wasted no time sliding in a finger. She stopped kissing me and just breathed while her mouth was against mine as I pressed deep into her. She let herself down on top of me and kissed me hard after I slid my fingers out of her. She wanted it badly now. She began kissing down my chest until she reached my breasts and sucked my nipples one at a time. She kept going down, kissing me randomly on my stomach, my thighs. She played with the top of my panties, pulling them down just enough to kiss the crest of my mound while she rubbed the rest of me outside of my panties, between my closed legs. I let her slide them down as far as she could without my moving to help then I took control of the situation. I was going to let her off easy and just let it happen quietly, but I thought better of it. The way she'd teased me and flaunted her straightness! I HAD to hear her say it. I slid my panties off and moved from beneath her straddle. I spread my legs wide on either side of her and began stroking myself as she removed her shirt. She played with her own breasts and watched for a moment as I touched myself. "You want this?" I asked her. She nodded sultrily and slid her hands up my thighs. "I want to hear you say it." "Mmmm," she said, "I want it." "Tell me exactly what it is you want. I want to hear you say 'the word'." She bit her lip and hesitated. I sat up to meet her in her kneeling position. With one hand on her ass and the other reaching to finger her, I pulled in close to her and kissed her tits. "Come on baby," I said softly, " we both want the same thing. I just want to hear you say it. Tell me what it is you want." She put her hands on my shoulders and melted into me as I worked her clit. "I want pussy." She said, in barely a whisper and mostly into my hair. I rubbed her clit harder. I wanted to hear her say it out loud. She knew what I wanted. She just couldn't believe she was actually saying it. "I couldn't hear you, baby. Tell me again." I pulled back and looked up at her. She looked me directly in the eyes as she moaned against my touch. "I want pussy," she said breathily, then again, and louder, getting all the way into it. "Oh my god, I want some pussy. I want your pussy." Satisfied with that, I spread my legs back out in front of her without saying another word and she dived her face in and lapped at my pussy in a way I couldn't believe was a straight girl's first time. She devoured me like an animal. I couldn't believe I was lying there with Amber's face buried between my legs. After we both came once, she couldn't keep her hands off of me. As we lay there post orgasm, she continued to rub her hands all over my body and randomly kiss my arm, my neck, my tits. Her hands eventually found their way back to my pussy. "I want some more pussy," she whispered into my chest as she fingered me. She crawled down and spread my legs. "Mmmmmmm," I moaned as she started eating me out again. "I thought you didn't like girls, Amber," I teased. She looked up at me as she tongued my pussy then gave my clit a nice long, slow suck before she said, "I changed my mind."
  3. Hey everyone, Amber here! You heard Emme's version of events so now I'll tell you what really happened. I was so excited to meet up with Emme to do our outlet mall shopping extravaganza. We always have fun and I didn't expect this outing to be any different. I do have a teeny confession to make though. I did wear that dress because I thought she would think it was hot. I know it was wrong of me because I had no desire to hook up with a girl but I loved the attention she gave me. Granted, I got plenty of attention from men, but she is so cool that getting her attention feels like an accomplishment, to be honest. She never, ever crossed the line with me but I could tell she liked what she saw whenever she looked at me. It was nice. And I thought what I was doing was harmless. So I made it a personal goal to outdo myself each time we hung out. And she didn't disappoint this time either. She thought she was keeping it under wraps, but it was all over her face. I liked it. But everything changed by the time we got ready to leave her place that morning. She had gone into the bathroom and when she came out, she seemed to be a bit standoffish, not her usual peppy self. Now I know the real reason, but at the time, I chalked it up to her being tired so I offered to drive and tried to cheer her up along the way. She was finally more relaxed and normal by the time we got there. When she pointed out my nips at the restaurant, I was embarrassed for a second but then...Ok. I have to be honest again. I liked the attention I got from that moment too. There was something appealing about the fact that the tease factor had been kicked up a notch and I knew for sure my tits had to be on her mind. Before it was just a matter of her thinking I'm cute as opposed to thinking I'm sexy. I know, it was totally fucked up for me to want her to want me. I'd never even considered being physical with a girl, yet there I was trying to get her to notice me. I expected her to want to touch me next, so what she actually did shocked the actual hell out of me. She pulled her tits out. In the restaurant. In front of me! I could not believe what I was seeing. I wanted to look away but, strangely, I couldn't. It was at that moment that a desire for her began to simmer. I couldn't believe she was so bold! And something about watching her squeeze her nipples with her perfectly manicured nails had me transfixed. Shopping with her was always awesome. She always complimented me whenever we tried on clothes, but now, after "the nipple incident", her words seemed to have a bit more meaning. So much so that I started making a big deal of complimenting her back. Everything was going fine until Nancy...Natalie, whatever her name was, butted in. Suddenly, she didn't seem interested in me at all. I actually was jealous, even though I told her I wasn't. Then, she told me I wasn't her type so, I...ugh. Confession time again. I did a few really stupid things to try to get her attention since she was so wrapped up in the text convo she'd begun having with the random girl from the dressing room. I tried to get her close to me by spraying perfume on my neck. That kind of shit always works with guys, but she couldn't be bothered. She joked around about my nips again but it wasn't the same as earlier. It did give me an idea when we were trying on swim suits though. I thought for sure she'd be all over me in there. She wasn't. She saw my nipples were hard as rocks under my swimsuit and she flat out ignored them. So what did I do? I purposely brought attention to my assets. Even though I was asking for it, I didn't expect what happened next and it gave me conflicting emotions. She pulled down the top of my bathing suit. So for a moment I was just standing there with my tits out. But after that, it literally all went cold. On one hand, I loved the attention. At the same time though, it made it all a little too real. I was both relieved and disappointed when nothing happened. My internal conflict continued on through the night though. The longer we spent together, the more I started going crazy to get her attention back on me. I tried flirting, making her talk about a scenario where she was interested in me, and of course, wearing a very revealing little tiny t-shirt with nothing underneath. Then it happened totally by accident. After all my intent, she accidentally touched my pussy (yaasss, that's literally my favorite word now, haha!). I took FULL advantage of that moment. I knew she was affected by that and I figured if she could see it, it would be hard for her to resist. I was right! She asked me if she could touch it. I wanted her to but I didn't want to say it. Without waiting for me to answer, she reached over and started rubbing me, and it honestly felt so good, I didn't want her to stop. I started getting wet immediately, but then...I just froze. I freaked completely out. It wasn't totally because she was a girl, even though that did cross my mind. After that though, I knew it was game over and I regretted it because I was secretly super horny after that. For the short amount of time she was touching me, it was perfect. Like she knew exactly how I wanted to be touched. But, I killed the mood completely and we just called it a night. I felt terrible. I couldn't sleep when we went to bed. I kept thinking about why I freaked out when it dawned on me. I did want her to touch me, but I had been wanting her to romance me. You know, like maybe kiss me and caress me instead of going straight into it. Once I realized that was my problem, I also realized that it wasn't totally up to her. It wasn't fair for me to tease her all this time and then expect her to know what I wanted. So, I took the initiative to do to her what I wanted done to me. Touching her was so different than touching a guy. Her skin was so soft and her frame was so small. Touching her made me so wet...in a way that I had not expected. It took her a few minutes to warm up to me after the night's events, but she finally acquiesced and let me have my first taste of pussy. Once I started I didn't want to stop. I can't believe I had been missing this for so long. I still like dick, but I have totally embraced the pussy. I'm officially bi and I'm loving every minute of it!
  4. I have a little naughty story to get off my chest, or... khm... something else... I'm a bit shy, I hope I don't break any rules here it goes... I went through a lot pain. I learned some things, I did some reading about personal and emotional growth, I studied, tried to improve myself... She hurt me. I believed her and she betrayed my trust. I was fine in a week though, it wasn't that deep. Soon I stopped feeling worthless and abandoned, and I regained my freedom. I didn't contact her although I told her we could still hang out in the moment of weakness. I didn't know what to say to her except expressing my anger which would surely end badly. I've had enough. I'm pleased with myself and I don't need anyone messing with my life. But I did post a cute selfie so she would see it and she did "like" it. A few days later I get a text. "I really want to see you. Will you come visit?"... What does she want? Will she fool me again into giving her a chance and throw me away like trash? Did she forget and wanted to act as if nothing happened? It sounded sincere. It stroked my ego a bit. But I stayed as cool as possible and answered, "we'll see". She told me she'd call. I didn't want to try to get her back before she contacted me, but I considered trying to seduce her, to land a one-night stand and leave. A revenge fu*k. Seeing her photos still turned me on. I didn't care what she really wanted from me. The thought of her boyish short red hair, sculpted face and surprisingly curvy feminine body made me wet, the insides of my pelvis were tingling and the feeling spread up until my breasts. I felt the pressure rise in my ears. Hell, the thought of her voice and a face she made while orgasming lighted a fire in my pants. A tough woman turning tender in my hands. She was so horny and came so fast, too fast. We could have spent some good time together. But it seems like she wanted a princess, someone to hunt for, someone to chase, she was good at apologizing. And I made the mistake of being nice and trying to please her. So I thought, I'll give her princess. I won't be spoiling her and doing all the work in bed anymore, and be left horny as f*ck while she is tired from all the coming. You won't be my princess, you will be my bulld*ke on a leash, ha If you want me, do the work. You said I'd be begging you to stop. Now show me. I'l just sit down on the pink plastic stick you have strapped around your waist and let you fu*ck me until we're unconscious. I'l sit on your lap, I'll turn around and let you in from behind, everything. You'll fu*k me in bed, on the kitchen table and in the bathroom. I'll allow you to lick me everywhere, bite my neck, suck on my clit and give me your fingers, deep inside. I'll let you lick my breasts, I will open my body to you, but not my emotions and my personality. I'm in control now. I'll push you against the wall, you think you're tough, let's see what you can do. I know you want a barbie doll even if you don't say so. You like me beautiful. I can take you outside and walk through the city holding your hand. We can go out drinking and dancing and everyone will see that you're with me. I'll be hot. I will get you off. We'll see how long you can last until you drag me into a corner and beg for us to go to your place. I'll wear a tight dress and you will pull it slowly up my ass, and we'll do it all night. Fu*k me, wreck me, wear me out. I want it, I don't care. You can tell me about your family, about your past lovers, how they hurt you... I won't let you drag me into your world. I'm alone and you can't have me that easily. You have to work, you have to please me, and seeing that you enjoy doing that it shouldn't be too difficult.
  5. I've known my best friend Kat since college. While I was experimenting with girls, she saved herself for marriage to the perfect guy. They really are good together so I was surprised when she revealed to me that she was not entirely satisfied in the bedroom. He could give her a good dicking though. Guys, she even gave up her ass to him!! And apparently, his fingerbanging skills were top notch, but he would not put his mouth anywhere near her vagina. She gave him head all the time, but it was because she liked doing it as much as he liked receiving it. He's never returned the favor so she really didn't know...but the way he responded differently when she sucked him off made her want the same. She knew I was bi; I never hid it from her, so I wasn't sure why she was telling me this. I could have responded like a normal human, but Kat was gorgeous! And, she just so happened to be talking to me about something I was an expert in. So the words that came flying out of my big mouth were, "Jesus Christ, I'd go down on you in a heartbeat if I had the chance. You're hot as hell!" I instantly regretted it. The truth is, I'd always found her attractive, and I'd had a naughty thought (or two...or three...) about her, but I always feined disinterest for obvious reasons. Yet, there I was...basically telling her that I would fuck her. She took it in stride though and just giggled and moved the conversation forward like it was no big deal. That was 9 months ago. Besides my occasional bouts of feeling like a dumb ass for saying that, nothing about our friendship had changed at all. Fast forward to last weekend. She asked me to travel with her to a jewelry exposition she was having. This was not abnormal, we had taken overnight trips together on several occasions. But not since I said what I said. So the whole time we were driving there, I was being ultra careful that I did not do or say anything to make her think I was lusting after her. Everything was going well until the night after the tradeshow. It was a crazy busy day so we decided to have drinks and relax at the hotel bar. By the time we made it back to our room, we were both tipsy and giggling like teenagers. I headed straight for the shower while she plopped down on the king-size bed to call her husband. She surprised me by coming into the bathroom while I was still drying off in my towel. She undressed in front of me while I was brushed my teeth. She was lingering while naked a little too long so I had to ask her, "Ummm...what are you doing? I'm --" "Relax," she said, cutting me off and gesturing to her body, "we both know I don't have anything YOU have haven't seen before!" and stepped into the shower. She laughed heartily as she closed the glass door. I shrugged as I walked out laughing as well and called out, "Touché!" over my shoulder. So, about that king size bed. It was literally big enough that we didn't have to be anywhere near each other. I slid in on a side and hung out as close to the edge as possible. As soon as the lights were off and were laying there in the dark and silence, my mind started to wander. As I said, she was gorgeous and it was a real treat to have seen her naked earlier. Her tits were the perfect size. Her caramel colored nipples were tiny but erect. Her pussy was bare except for a small patch that was trimmed super low. By now you're probably getting how this whole time I had been overthinking & trying so hard to pretend I couldn't see her that I drove myself to thinking about her non-stop. I lay there fantasizing for a long time. Hearing her steady breathing and assuming she was fast asleep, I brought my hand down and started touching myself as I thought about how delicious she looked earlier. It was slow at first but then I started really getting into it. I realized I was getting carried away so I turned to make sure I hadn't woken her up and oh my fucking god, she was watching me. I don't know for how long, but just knowing that I'd been caught sent my heart racing. She didn't say anything though. She just smiled and bit her bottom lip a little. What she did next shocked me. She slowly pushed her t-shirt up, exposing her breasts. Then she kicked our covers down so that I could see her hand which was now reaching down into her panties. I watched, in stunned silence, as she squirmed beneath her own touch. At this point, I knew that she knew what she was doing to me. I reached into my own panties again as I watched her. Her face took on a look of absolute pleasure as she watched me too. I couldn't stop myself from doing what I did next. I moved and laid on my side right next to her. Even then she didn't stop exploring herself, so I put a hand on her stomach, brought my face to hers, and kissed her. She kissed me back in a way that I can only describe as hungry, like she'd been waiting for my lips for so long. I moved to straddle her as we kissed and suddenly her hands were on my face and in my hair, then on my back pressing me onto her. I pulled away from her to take my shirt off. Her hands then found my breasts and she rubbed over them, gently grazing my nipples. I put my hands on top of hers and squeezed my nipples with her hands. I didn't want her to stop touching me, but there was something I wanted even more. I leaned back down, bringing her arms up over her head and holding them there as I kissed her again. I moved from kissing her mouth to kissing her neck. I could tell she wanted to reciprocate so badly. She was pushing her body hard against mine. I brought my face back up to hers, looked her in the eyes and said, "Keep your arms here. Just lay back and let me..." She inhaled deeply as I let her go and moved down, taking a nipple into my mouth. She let out several whispered Ohs as I teased her nipples back and forth with my hands and my mouth. I kept traveling down, leaving a trail of kisses from her chest to her stomach. I tugged at her panties and she moved to help me get them off. Wow were they soaked through! I continued my descent of kisses, returning to her stomach where I had left off. I knew she'd been craving this next bit for a long while (& if I'm honest, so had I!), so I took my time. I alternated between kissing and rubbing her mound as well as the crest of her closed lips. Whereas she was eager and rocking against me before, she was now calm and breathing deep, anticipating breaths. She yielded to me and allowed me to spread her legs myself. I kneeled between them with my hands on her knees. I took in the full view of her beautiful body in front of me as I let my hands slide down her thighs. I fondled the very outside of her lips with my thumbs, pulled them apart to see the sticky wetness that had gathered there. Laying down, I kissed one of her thighs and kept kissing down and down until I reached her pussy. She was so turned on that my mouth came away wet with her as I pulled back from my first tiny kiss. The first taste of her juices nearly sent me into a frenzy. Part of me wanted to be greedy and devour her. But I kept my resolve and kissed her clit gently at first, reaching out with only the tip of my tongue, then mouthing as much of it as I could, gripping with my lips and pulling it into a deep kiss. I felt her hands on my shoulders. "No touching, remember?" I cautioned her playfully. She brought her hands back up to rest on her head and tousled her hair, whimpering a little in frustrated ecstasy. I teased her like that for a little while, relishing the taste of her as she squirmed and moaned softly. Then I went all in, spreading her pussy open with my fingers and and putting my mouth and tongue all over it. I reached up with both hands and pulled her nipples while I continued to circle my tongue around and around her clit. She was moaning loudly now and I kept at it until my face was messy and her juice was dripping down my chin. I slowed down the intensity and rubbed her pussy with my fingers. She spread her legs as wide as she could and pushed her hips up just a bit as if to ask for more. Finally, pushing one finger in deep and letting it come to rest inside of her, I pushed my tongue down on her clit in a licking, sucking rhythm that took her to the edge. She was moaning very loud and grabbing at the bed sheets. She got louder and louder, screaming as she orgasmed. I liked the sound of that. I put my hands on her waist as her body shook hard and just held my mouth over her clit until the throbbing subsided. When she settled down I crawled back up beside her. She grabbed my face and kissed me, sucking my top lip, then my bottom lip, tasting herself off of them. I thought she would have been ready to settle down but she was instead ready to take what I had denied her earlier. Her hand reached down and rubbed my pussy outside of my drenched panties. She kept fondling until she had pushed my panties far enough aside that there was no longer a barrier preventing her fingers from sliding against my wet folds. She slid down and sucked on one breast as she gently rubbed my clit and dug deeper into my wetness. Her strokes were unsure but she continued to explore me trying to find my hole. I reached my hand down and guided her. Her confidence then grew with every thrust of her finger and at my insistence she gradually inserted another and another. She fingered me for a while before pulling her fingers out of me and putting them in her mouth. She looked right at me, coyly, as she sucked my juices off of her fingers. I turned onto my back and started masturbating, assuming she was not going to go down on me. I couldn't have been more wrong. She pushed my hand aside and brought her mouth down on my pussy and reinterpreted some of the same things I had done to her with my tongue. I reached under my leg and fingered myself as she licked me until I came. She came back up beside me and we kissed a few more times then caressed each other until we fell asleep. The next morning, I woke up to her kissing my shoulder, her tits pressing into my back. She reached under my arm and fondled my nipple as she grinded her pussy against my ass. I turned over and she straddled me. I reached down and pressed against her clit as she rocked against me. I couldn't believe she wasn't freaking out and instead wanted more. So I put my hands under her ass and urged her to sit on my face. I ate her out like that until she screamed again, grinding against my face as she orgasmed. Her tradeshow was from Friday to Sunday, so for three days I fucked her and made her come over and over again. She's tried to find an excuse to be alone with me since. Finally, tonight, after trading dirty pics and sexting all week, she's coming over to (her words, not mine) sit on my face. Mmmmnnnh. I should probably feel used, but I'm loving every minute of it! -------
  6. I thought I'd try something new and see if anyone that likes my style and tone of writing would be interested in requesting any erotica stories from me that I would write and then post in this forum. I have lots of my own ideas but I also know how rewarding it is when you get to read a scene or read about something that you're really into. You can use this thread to request or if you'd rather keep it confidential, message me your request privately...that will work too!
  7. Not that! Actually, I write, or at least attempt to. I write about my experiences and instead of journaling I put them into a story format. I like to read erotica, so I thought what better way to share than to write about it? Sometimes I do write some fictional aspects into a story, but as an embellishment. I try to keep these stories based on experience and if they are embellished I would say so. Names have been changed. I have never, ever put any of my stories out publicly, so please be gentle in your critiques. This is actually scary as hell. Any way, it was suggested that I may want to do short and sweet increments. So here it goes. Part 1. I Won't Ask Twice. “Come here” I said softly. I looked up over the rim of my wineglass and stared directly into her eyes. I took a long sip and deliberately slowly licked my lips. As she stared at my full lips I took my bottom lip between my teeth, and gently bit its softness. When I did, she noticeably shifted in her seat. “I said come here”. My voice low and sensuous. She slowly rose and stood unsure of whether she should move forward. She knew that if she did, there would be no stopping. I leaned against the wall with my arms crossed, I casually tossed down the remainder of my wine and said, “I’ll not ask ask again and I never like to have to ask twice”. Emile stood rooted to the spot. I shrugged and push myself from the wall. “No wait”! Emile nearly shouted. She walked without hesitation and stood in front of me. Her green eyes questioning, even a little afraid. I reached out and lightly cupped her shoulders and slowly ran my hands down her arms. They stopped as I entwined my fingers around hers. I looked into her eyes and watched her breath come in short gasps. I could feel the hard pulse in her fingers. Her desire and fear evident on her face. I abruptly pulled her hands behind her back and spun her so her back was against the wall. An unexpected OH! escaped her lips. I held her hands tightly in mine, sure to let her know I was not releasing them. I leaned in and softly kissed her warm neck. She was trembling but did not try to release from my grasp. I gently nibbled the tender flesh of her neck and she moaned softly as I slowly ran my tongue from her throat to her ear. I lightly licked her lobe and whispered low so my breath would warm the wetness my tongue had left on her sensitive ear. “Don’t make me ask you for anything more than once again”. She nodded slowly. “Say it”, I whispered as I gently bit her pale neck. “I won’t make you ask more than once again” Emile replied, her voice shaking with desire. I know she was turned on. So turned on, as was I. I haven’t touched her with my body and I wasn’t going to. Not yet. “I’m going to let your hands go, but I want them in your back pockets and don’t remove them until I tell you”. She nodded yes looking directly into my eyes as I released her hands with a gentle squeeze. I kissed her deeply and achingly slow. My lips lightly brushing against hers, “Say it” I softly demanded as my tongue lightly licked her full lips. “I won’t take my hands out of my back pockets until you tell me to” she said as our lips rubbed ever so softly against each other. “Good. Thats’s good” I whispered. I ran my hands through her dark auburn hair, my fingertips traveling gently down her neck. I felt her heart racing as my hands skimmed lightly across her breasts. She involuntarily sucked in her breath, my hands traveled down to rest on her hips. I took a step back and she said “please don’t stop”. “Don’t stop what Emile”? “Touching me, I want more”. “What do you want?" I asked softly. She replied quickly, “I want your hands on me, I want you to make me feel more of what I’m feeling”. My fingertips slowly skimmed across her breasts.”You mean like this?" “Yes” she whispered quickly. I cupped her breast in my hands and gently squeezed the fullness of them and trailed my fingers slowly down their sides. Her nipples quickly hardened and I slowly brushed them back and forth as they grew even more erect. “Oh god” she said through gritted teeth as she rolled her head and clenched her fists in her back pockets. I teased her nipples with my fingertips and increased the pressure as I cupped her breasts harder in my hands. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse, and as I undid each button I would run my hands lightly across the silkiness of her full breasts. She was panting lightly as I slid her blouse down her arms. My hands lightly resting on her shoulders, gently caressing her soft skin. My fingers slowly skimmed the top of her bra where her warm flesh met the delicate lace. Her nipples were erect and the sheer fabric was taught across them, brushing against them, also teasing. I gently rolled the hardened points between my fingers and she moaned aloud. “Oh god that feels so good”. I trapped the hard points between my fingers as I slowly ran them between my fingers in long light strokes. Her breath sucked in between her teeth,” Oh fuck” she moaned. I jerked the lace down and pinched her nipples hard. “Please. mmm, oh please” she pleaded through clenched teeth. I leaned down and lightly licked one taught nipple as I pinched and squeezed the other gently. Her head whipped back and forth as she rubbed her thighs together. “Watch me do this to you” I said in a voice low and husky filled with lust. I alternated, gently sucking on each nipple as my other hand caressed and squeezed her warm, creamy breast. My nails ran lightly across each breast and ever so slowly over the darkened aerolas. She shuttered. I sucked and kissed her beautiful breasts as she watched. Her pussy squirming across the knot in her tight jeans. I sucked harder in response to her moans. I pinched harder knowing I was causing slight pain and she moaned even louder. I greedily sucked her swollen nipples as I released them from my fingers. My hand trailed down her belly and I slowly unzipped her jeans as she squirmed. “Yes please touch me” she whimpered. “No!" She looked up quickly at the sharpness of my voice. She was confused; and before she could ask why, I leaned into her and I kissed her as pressed hard against her. I quickly said “I want to fuck you so badly right now I have to stop Just let me kiss you because I want this to last. Do you want this to last”? “Yes, she replied. “I do. I want you to tell me what to do next”....
  8. Ok, I'm going out on a limb here because I really love writing erotica. I used to have some books & stories published on Amazon, but have since taken them all down. The following is a completely fictional scenario which is an excerpt out of one of the books that I wrote. I'm sharing it with you here because if you guys like my writing style, I'll happily create original content just to share here. And please - please forgive me if anything here is out of line. I don't think it is, but sometimes I can't see the line between what some consider erotica and xxx. At 10:15 AM on Wednesday morning, Tiffany’s Outlook notified her that she had a meeting with the new marketing director, Vikki Cox, at 10:30AM. Tiffany laughed to herself at the name, thinking it sounded more like a porn name, than a real one. She imagined the name actually belonging to a stuck up, conservative older lady with graying hair and reading glasses and chuckled out loud. Leaving a few minutes early, Tiffany decided to skip the elevator and walk up the three flights of stairs to the 9 th floor. The EverSo building was 11 stories tall. To Tiffany, it seemed, the more important your position, the higher the floor you were located on. As such, she rarely had any need to travel beyond the 6 th floor. She found Vikki’s office easily enough and was shocked to discover that Vikki was not a shriveled up old lady. She was, in fact, quite attractive. Tiffany shifted in her seat often and tried remain covert as she stole glances of Vikki’s cleavage which was practically spilling out of her low cut shirt. When Vikki stood up from her desk to write something on the whiteboard, Tiffany could not help but notice how nicely the pencil skirt Vikki was wearing clung to her ass. At that moment, Tiffany realized just how badly she wanted to have a pussy spread out in front of her face, up close and personal. She wanted to experience a woman so badly, that she was on the verge of doing some really stupid like flirting with a marketing director on the 9 th floor. She was beyond relieved when the meeting came to a close. She wasted no time getting out of that office and away from that woman. Tiffany took advantage of the restroom on the 9 th floor. She was amazed at how much nicer the bathrooms got as one progressed upward in the EverSo building. This bathroom boasted a small seating area and a fully mirrored wall with a door separating that area from the stalls and sinks. Tiffany was drying her hands when a woman walked into the restroom. She had straight dark hair, cut in a chic, edgy style. She was shapely, dressed in all black,and… “Biblazin??” The woman looked up, momentarily startled, looking around quickly, to make sure no one else was in the bathroom. Satisfied that they were alone, she put her hand on her chest, hunching her shoulders as she sighed in relief, recognizing the speaker as tiff4tat. “Monica,” she said, reaching out to hug Tiffany, laughing. “You scared the crap out of me.” “I’m sorry,” Tiffany said, also laughing. “Actually, I’m Tiffany. You work here? I’m with graphics on six.” She asked, even though it was obvious that she did. Monica had her esCo badge clipped onto her,as did Tiffany. “Yeah, I’m on Pao’s team.” Monica, much more relaxed, looked Tiffany up and down and nodded. She liked what she saw. “What is it?” Tiffany asked, playfully. “You’re even hotter in person. Oh yeah! Hey!” Monica went to Tiffany’s side and began to pullat Tiffany’s shirt. “Can I see your tattoo?” “Sure, but can we go in here?” she asked, pointing to a stall. Monica trailed Tiffany as she entered the stall and lifted her shirt. Monica held Tiffany’s shirt up for her with one hand and traced the outline of the serpent with the other. Tiffany’s skin tingled under her light touch. “Wow,” Monica mused,“that is nice!” Tiffany was still horny from meeting with the new marketing director. And now she was face to face with biblazin. Monica. And…Monica was touching her. All she could think about was that, in addition to the sexy chat they’d engaged in, they had also seen pictures of each other’s pussy. Tiffany decided to play her position right then and there in the bathroom stall. “You want to see the other one since I practically have my shirt off anyway?” Monica nodded and quipped, “You can take your shirt off for me anytime!” Tiffany laughed. She really liked that part of Monica’s personality. She seemed to always have something to say to make one feel completely at ease with saying or doing something raunchy. She pulled off her shirt and turned to face Monica. She had a very intricate tattoo that started above her breasts and extended to the top of her abdomen. “Oh wow…” Monica, breathed, “take this off.” She reached around to Tiffany’s back and unclasped her bra. Tiffany let the bra fall down to her elbows. The tattoo was very colorful and graphic. Green vines played around the tops of her breasts. Those vines twisted into a complicated tribal sort of design down between her breasts where it erupted into a colorful bouquet of flowers and a trail of tiny butterflies that dotted their way to her abdomen. Monica moved her hands delicately over Tiffany’s tattoo. Tiffany’s nipples perked up at the light sensation of Monica’s fingers which treaded dangerously close to them. “There’s more. Underneath.” Tiffany urged. Monica lifted Tiffany’s breasts slightly. There were words written on the curve where her breasts connected to her chest. Under the left breast was inscribed: love is a fruit in season at all times. The right breast said: within reach of each & every hand. Monica lowered Tiffany’s breasts but did not remove her hands. Looking intently at Tiffany’s lips, she whispered,“You are so fucking hot.” Her hands still resting lightly on the sides of her breasts, Monica lifted her face toward Tiffany’s and kissed her lips slowly, twice. The third time, she opened her mouth, prompting Tiffany to do the same. Monica searched Tiffany’s mouth for her tongue and allowed hers to touch briefly before pulling back into another kiss. Clunk! The door to the seating area opened and audibly clunked closed. Monica pressed her lips together and smiled with widened eyes as she bolted out of the stall to the sink. Tiffany pulled the door to the stall closed and began putting her clothes back on just as the woman opened the second door. Monica did not acknowledge the woman as she made a show of washing her hands. Tiffany flushed the toilet and exited the stall as Monica finished washing her hands. She rinsed and dried her hands quickly, after which both women raced into the seating area, passing another woman who had entered and walked past them, quickly heading toward the stalls. Monica blew Tiffany a kiss and said in a low voice,“Bye!” Tiffany waved dumbly as Monica opened the door and rounded the corner to go back to her desk. She was blown away by the fact that the whole while they were chatting during the day, there had only been 3 floors separating them. She spent the better part of the next hour trying to find the Monica she’d made out with in the bathroom via the EverSo Corporation’s employee intranet search engine. There were too many. Her search yielded no less than 250 Monica’s in the esCo national directory. There was no way for her to narrow it down unless she at least knew what her last name started with. Of course, she hadn’t been paying attention to that little detail. Wow, Tiffany thought to herself, elated, I’m finally gonna taste some pussy.
  9. I stepped in to the shop, and a young red headed assistant came over and asked if she could help me. The thoughts that ran through my head shocked me as I noticed her cute face and glanced down at her pert breasts under her corporate white blouse and the hint of a lacy red bra underneath. Not surprising given this shop sold lingerie and it was her job to sell it. I picked up a sexy purple lacy number and asked if the had my size and she asked if I needed a fitting. I nodded and she took me to the cubicles at the rear of the store. She told me to remove my shirt and she’d come in and look at the bra I was currently wearing the give her a shout when I was ready. I did as she requested and she came in to the cubicle, closing the door behind her. She looked at the bra I was wearing. A black number and checked the sizing, 34G. She told me to lift my arms and checked the gapping. She nodded and then disappeared, quickly coming back with some options for me to try. I noticed one was a low cut red number, with black cross cross ribbon across the top. Not my usual thing and perhaps more suited to the sex bedroom wardrobe than the daily work wardrobe... she told me to try them on and then get her to come in and check. I did each in turn. Every time she came in she slipped her hand in side my bra cups to check I was pulled to the front. Each time I let out a sigh, desperate for her to kiss me but she was just doing her job. finally I tried the low cut sexy number on and called her back. She came in, shut the door and bolted it. She nodded, “very nice!” Her lips were on mine before I knew it. Initially I was shocked but then I pushed my tongue gently in to her mouth, flicking it around inside her mouth suggestively as her tongue explored my mouth eagerly. Then she turned me to face the mirror, whilst kissing my neck behind me. “This looks amazing on you,”she said, taking my red lace clad breasts in her her hands and squeezing them, rolling her hands around on them. I moaned softly as she slipped her fingers inside and began to roll my nipples between them, still kissing my neck. I watched in the mirror as her hands travelled down across my tummy on to my skirt, down my legs, slowly pulling up my kirt, revealing inch after inch of leg above the knee and a stocking top and suspenders. She playfully flicked the suspended, pulling my skirt up so I could see my own lace panties in the mirror. Her hands ran up and down my outer thighs. Across the stockings to the bare leg and back again. I moaned gently. She slipped her right hand inside my panties whilst her left hand we t back to my breast, inside the bra. As one hand toyed with my nipple, tweaking and and rubbing it, the other slipped between my wet lips, gently fingering my clit. ”Pull off your panties,”she whispered in my ear. I didn’t hesitate, yanking them to the floor, watching in the mirror as she watched as I bent forward, stepping out of them. Her hands were on my bottom, massaging it as she reached back around. “Open your legs!” She ordered. As I did I watched in the mirror as she pushed two fingers inside me easily as I was so wet. Her fingers massaged my clit as her other fingers played with my nipples. I watched my own desire and pleasure in the mirror. ”Sit in the chair,” she ordered. I sat in the chair that faced the mirror. A large, leather looking easy chair with arms on the side. She knelt in front of me, lifting each leg over each arm of the chair, exposing my smooth cunt to her and to me in the mirror. I could see I was wet and my clit was swollen. She wasted no time and her tongue was on it. Licking. She sucked hard and I yelped. Trying to stay quiet so the customers and other assistants wouldn’t hear. Her tongue felt like magic against my clit as I watched her licking me langoriously in the mirror. Suddenly it wasn’t just her tongue, but her fingers finger fucking me as her tongue toyed with me. I rode on a crescendo of pleasure as first two fingers then three pushed hard inside me as her mouth sucked my swollen clit. I raised myself to her mouth, not wanting it to ever stop, and bucked hard as my orgasm ripped through my body, wave after wave, over and over, stilling then again, cumming and cumming until she had drunk all my juices and I couldn’t take it anymore. she moved up my body, kissing my mouth hard. It turned me on to taste my own sex in her mouth. She pulled me to standing as we kissed in front of the mirror. I undid her blouse and it fell to the floor and I slipped her bra straps off, undoing it and letting it fall to the floor as I bit each nipple in turn. It was her turn to moan as I sucked hard on them. She pulled up her skirt and I sighed as she wasn’t wearing any panties. ”You naughty bitch!” I whispered in her ear, “you’re a sexy bitch!” ”Lets fuck?” She whispered back. we fell to the floor which had a thick carpet. To begin with fingers and mouth were everywhere and then we slowed. She sat opposite me and opened her legs wide. I opened mine and manoeuvred until our open legs were entwined and our pussies met. We wriggled together until our clots touched and I felt a jolt of electricity coursing through my veins as we began to move rhythmically together, clit on clit, slowly at first then more frantically and faster and harder until we both helped quietly trying to keep quiet so no one would hear. We could hear the chattering in the store and people coming and going from the other cubicles but we were just cumming. Cumming hard together. Our juices exploding on each other in a volcanic heated sexual eruption that rocked us both as we melded together for what felt like hours. As we stilled in our orgasmic aftershocks, we slowed and shuddered until both were satiated and wet with sweat and smelling of each other’s sex. We kissed and she thanked me. We dressed and left the cubicle. oh and I purchased the sexy bra, and matching panties and wore them later for my girlfriend, in front of the mirror at Home... she told me what a naughty girl I was as she spanked me before peeling off my new bra as I licked her out in front of the mirror... I silently thanked the nameless girl in the store for teaching this older girl some new tricks to take home...
  10. fantasy

    Hope you guys like this.. please excuse the grammer, I'm writing this on my phone who hates me! She can't stop smiling, leaning against the building, down a dark alleyway with me. Her raven black hair blowing gently in the breeze and she smelt like a spring rain. Her amber eyes watched me, a violent storm that was desperate to be unleashed. I moved in, feeling the heat of her body melting with mine in a valcano erruption of naughty intentions. I pushed her coat aside, pressing my lips against her throat and she moaned shakily. I ran my slick tongue down her chest, leaving a shimmering line in the moonlight. I felt her heart race and the goosebumps of desire shoot across her flesh. With a slow roughness, I picked her up off the ground, pushing her against the wall and running my hands up her naked thighs, pushing the leather skirt up. I was tangled up in her and she was desperate for more. Slowly, I opened her shirt and buried my face in between her voluptuous breasts. Her nipples were hard and pink, tasting delicious under my tongue. She whimpered and moaned in the lust that consumed both of us. With a gentleness, I lowered her back to the ground and dropped to my knees. My lips brushing along her inner thighs. She parted her legs, running her fingers through my hair, guiding me. I could smell her sex, and when I brushed my tongue along her panties, she was soaked. I moaned, ready for a taste. Her head fell back, as I pushed her lace panties aside and brushed my tongue along her soft lips. The heat amped up my desire, I could feel the slick liquid nearly dripping and I licked up every drop. She squirmed and moaned, pulling my hair as she got closer to orgasm. With a soft sly smile, I stoppped and glanced up at her. She would wait, until I wanted more of her. She was my lust. My body and soul. My sex. My storm and I was desperate for the rain.
  11. Gerda Wegener (1886-1940) was a Danish illustrator and painter who is best known for her erotica which often depicted sex between women. When one looks beyond the explicit sexual content one can see a significant body of work that focuses on other aspects of feminine pleasure - music, dance, fashion, romance, and companionship. Gerda and her husband Einar Wegener (also an artist) were the subject of a recent motion picture The Danish Girl (2015). Alicia Amanda Vikander, who portrayed Gerda, won the Academy award for Best Supporting Actress. (The explicit images start near the end of the post.) A self portrait Gerda with her husband Einar Wegener (later Lili Elbe)
  12. My husband has written a couple of erotic stories that I think are fairly enjoyable (though I admit I'm biased, so...). He gave me permission to share them here. https://bcweber.deviantart.com/art/Siren-509896758 This first one is titled Siren and is about a mermaid/human woman pairing. https://bcweber.deviantart.com/art/The-Last-Elf-554925575 The second one is called The Last Elf, and my husband calls it a modern urban fantasy, with a relationship with an elf woman and a human woman.
  13. Your hands finally slip under my top and at the touch of your skin on mine, I moan. I couldn't have stopped it, even had I been aware of wanting to. All I can focus on is the feel of your lips on my neck, your tongue, so sweet and talented on my skin and your ever increasing breathing in the otherwise quiet room. I turn and capture your lips with mine again and the kiss is impossibly more heated than the last. I nip at your bottom lip, my secret pleasure and your not so secret turn on, causing you to grind your thigh harder against my crotch. It eases my ache for a mere second, before intensifying it completely. We are dry humping on the couch again, a small functional part of my brain acknowledges. Which makes a nice change from dry humping in the passage, I guess. But none of this takes the edge off my constant need for you. Sometimes, often, and especially at times like this, I wounder if I will be able to withstand this "celibacy" agreement we have. While I fully support the reasoning behind it, the reality of only going so far with you is very, very trying. So much harder than I would have ever thought. I have thought about not beginning at all, that that might be easier, for me at least, but it seems our chemistry and attraction doesn't follow logic. We always end up groping at each other and I have never struggled more with my attraction to someone. Have never been so readily and instantly turned on by someone. Certainly never had restrictions put on me, at least since my awkward high school days. But trying as it might be, I love kissing you, touching you where I have free reign. To not do so seems almost as challenging to both of us as stopping is. But I am willing to do this, perhaps for the next hundred years. Because as much as I honestly want to have sex with you, to see, touch and taste every inch of you freely; I know I want a lasting relationship with you even more. You brush your thumb over my ultra sensitized nipple and I sigh, part longing, part pleasure. My breasts are getting more attention from you than any other lover has ever paid them. Small perks to our limitations, it seems. It does however have the slight draw back of adding to my aching need you create, without hint of a release. You look down at me, your dark eyes cloudy and unfocused with lust and I am certain mine are the same. We are lust drunk for each other and being as reckless as an AA meeting in bar. Your tongue wets your bottom lip before you smile at me, slow and teasing, before you lower your head and close your teeth over my nipple. Even with the barrier of my shirt, I feel like I want to climb out of my skin. Or into yours. You nibble my distended nipple, causing it to become even more erect and to my horror, possibly longer. I have issues about my nipples, how long and how large they are, seldom going without a padded bra for fear of appearing to have a permanent nipple stand. You've assured me you find this super sexy, and the amount of attention you constantly lavish on them certainly helps. You have to assure me about a lot of things and in that, this no sex rule imposed by your therapist has been great. It gets us talking and sharing in ways I have never been able to in a relationship. Nor have you apparently, seeing as this is a bid to get you to replace using sex to avoid emotional intimacy. Life is funny sometimes. You are the first person I have wanted to sleep with in over 4 years, and yet... I am grinding against your thigh, you against mine, my shirt is damp with your saliva and the ache in my core is almost painful. I don't know how you get me into this state, but you do. Sometimes with nothing more that a loaded look. I sink my hands into your curls, close against your skull and gently pull you off my breast. Your hand is still playing over my other breast under my shirt and I swear, if you pinch me again, no matter how gently, I am going to lose control. We maintain eye contact as we grind one another and if I didn't think this could get any hotter, I was wrong. I sit up as much as I can to kiss you. Partly because I need to, partly to break this moment. I am a strong woman, but even saints can only take so much and saint I am defiantly not. You allow me to slow the kiss down, allow me to kiss you softly, slowly, tasting your mouth like a fine wine or favorite desert. We both want to give into the heat, to our passion, but if neither of us takes control one of us is going to end up naked and cumming, if not both. I don't know how much longer we are going to have to wait, and normally I am honestly happy to, conflicted but happy. But tonight...tonight I need to be putting some space between us or I will soon be breaking my word, and I cannot do that... " Jayde..." I breathe your name, promise or prayer, I no longer know. As you pull away from me, I flip you over, pinning you beneath me on the couch. Your eyes flare, partly surprise at my strength to do so, a whole lot something else that I can't, won't go into right now. I distract you with a soft kiss, drag my lips down your face to your chin, your neck, down your body placing chaste kisses as I pass. I reach your waist line where your tee is riding up and finally succumb to my temptation. Placing an open wet kiss in the hollow of your hip, dragging my tongue across the expanse of your skin, my own personal torment and wish fulfillment as I feel you arch into my mouth, raise your hips towards me and instinctively offer access to every soft spot I might wish to taste. I sigh and sit up on my knees, your legs trapped beneath me as I follow the trail of my mouth with my eyes, from your jean buttons up to your eyes. "I gave you my word Jayde...If we don't take a time out right now...I don't know if I will be able to keep it." You bite your lip, and I can see your mind churning. If I know you, your are weighing up ignoring your therapists advise against our immediate gratification and I honestly don't think I could be or even want to be the voice of reason that this point. I want you, that bit is simple. But I have known since day one that my interest in you goes far beyond the simple pleasures we offer each other. " I don't know how you will fell about this, given that there is no reciprocation ,so I haven't bought it up." You voice holds a tremor beyond the heat of need. " But I get to touch you now." Your breathing as gotten heavier and even a less attentive partner would know that you are into this idea, but I am still confused. " Touch me now?" You reach out slowly and cup your hand under my sex, covering my crotch. Even through my jeans, my body heats instantly at your touch and I gasp lightly. " Why? I mean, what...um...how...now?" I struggle to override my bodies reaction to your touch and allow thoughts to create words and sentences that make sense. It doesn't help in the least that you are massaging me lightly as I try speak. You watch me for a moment and it is only when I place my hand on your wrist as if to still you that you speak. " So I was all about receiving really...before. About having fun and enjoying myself. Normally drunk or.... yeah." You chew your lip and I may have let a audible sigh escape my lips. " They got off...defiantly." You shoot me a look that is slightly apologetic but also smug and I can't help but shake my head as I smile at you. " But very little was about... I don't know... the woman I was with. Her pleasure, her experience. Other than that wanting for both of us to cum." Your eyes drop down to your hand over on my crotch and with that simple look, all sensation is amplified for me. " Gabbi says I can start with focusing on you now...like this, I mean..." You squeeze my flesh gently for emphasis, " sexually. Because this has become more about wanting to give you pleasure than just having sex." Your frown is cute, but your eyes are troubled. " That doesn't explain it...this very well..." I take pity on you and remove your hand from cupping me, placing a kiss on the center of your palm. "I get it, " I sigh. " Boy, do I get it." It has always been that way for me. I have always been more comfortable with giving than receiving, to the extent where I have used sex too, in my own way. How do I explain that I need to bring my partner the most pleasure possible, because I get off on it? That I do this because I know I am good with giving, but getting... letting go of that control and allowing the other party the same privilege of pleasing me is so scary and foreign that I fear I can't even? It might not be the exact same thing, but I think our basic wants might be similar. I kiss your wrist and brush my lips along your thumb. " What a pair we make." You raise your eyebrows, silent invitation for me to expand my comment but I shake it off. I am not sure I know how to even start. "So I what, just get to lay back while you have your way with me?" My tone is light and teasing but honestly my heart is pounding at the thought and a lot of that is fear. Fear that I won't be able to receive without wanting to regain some control, of the situation or my own emotions, I am not sure. "Well, to a certain extent anyways." Your smile is pure seduction and I don't think you are even aware. You manage to get up onto your knees without putting too much space between us and as soon and face is level with mine we are kissing. A messy hot kiss, all crushing lips and demanding tongues. You moan and pull closer to me, pressing your breasts, hips, body against mine as you bury your hands in my hair and surrender to the kiss. Your breathing becomes more shallow and soon we a basically panting into each others mouths as hands roam and skin is set on fire by touch alone. I want you to touch me, touch my cunt, where every touch of your fingers on my skin is mirrored with a pulsating response that should scare me. But I want you to touch me and that alone is scary enough. New enough. Don't get me wrong, I get turned on easily enough but never has the experience out weighed the expectation and now I fear never feeling...enough. Your hands cup my ass and we are grinding against each other again until I feel you unhook the button of my jeans. Your fingers are trailing lines of fire down my belly, to slip under the waist band of my underwear before I finally get my brain to engage and react. I grab your wrist lightly, halting your decent. Your eyes find mine and you wait me out, your breathing shallow and fast. " You should know...I er..am very wet." I swallow as one of your perfect brows arcs up. "Like excessively so....embarrassingly excessively so." Your eyes narrow as you frown slightly. " Why don't you let me be the judge..." and start to slide your hand into my underwear as soon as I release your wrist. Your eyes hold mine as your fingers slide over my mons and you lick your lips as you reach the heat of my folds. I can't quite read your expression but we both let out a shuddering breath as your fingers slip between my wet hot lips. " Fuck, " you pant, "that is so hot. You are so hot." You grip the back of my neck with your other hand and pull me hard against your mouth. " We are going to be so good together." You murmur against my lips. " So very, very good. And trust me, I am equally wet, if not more." I smile against your lips, not wanting to pull away and break this closeness as I feel your fingers slowly brush and part my labia, spreading my wet warmth everywhere you explore. "I don't think that is possible." I whisper, breathless as your fingers start to dance over my sensitive nerves. As you slide your slick finger tip up and around my throbbing clit I gasp and grip your shoulders. If there was a handbook on how to touch me for optimal results, you not only read it, you may have co-written it and you are one of the few who has. I close my eyes and rest my forehead against yours. Our breathing is shallow and you may be breathing even harder than I. I have instinctively started arching into your hand as you circle around and over my sensitized clit. I whimper in frustration as your finger leave me then, to travel down through my folds again. You grab my jaw and push me back slightly. " Look at m!" Your voice is a whisper but I obey instantly, this low level domination a new pleasure for me. You slip a finger into my wet channel and my eyes flutter closed as I sigh, only to instantly focus on you again. The look on your face, your attention to my pleasure is so damn hot and I forget that I don't really like penetration or this lack of control. You slip in another digit, along side the first and I grip the material of your top, partly to hold on, partly to pull you closer. You press down rhythmically on the wall of my vagina and it's a slow ache. I can't decide if I love it or need you to be harder, faster, all I do know is I don't want you to stop. Your thumb brushes over my bottom lip and I feel like every inch of sensitive skin on my body, every nerve ending is swollen with need for you. I nip at your thumb as I wish moments like this could last forever. The sight of you watching me is a complete turn on and both of us are still completely clothed. You are re-writing the book for me, of what is hot, and so far everything where you are concerned is. You turn your fingers inside me and now press up towards my pubic bone. I had thought it felt great before but your just continue to make me feel more amazing. My legs start to feel to weak to hold me and I am glad that we are kneeling. But most importantly, what you are doing to my body, what you are doing to my mind seems to have finally shut my brain up. There are no body issues yelling for attention, no running commentary of thought on how a woman should be or how I don't add up. No fear of not 'being normal' enough to get fully turned on. There is just you and this wash of sensation as you slowly pleasure me and it seems, yourself in the process. You sink your fingers deeper into me and brush your thumb over my clit. "Ah...fuck," I breathe against your neck and surrender to the urge to bite you lightly on your shoulder. Your groan is one of pleasure, we both seem to enjoy a slight amount of pain. Your hand slides from my neck to pinch my nipples as you whisper in my ear, your hot breath light against the shell of my ear. " I want to watch you come undone. I want to watch as that careful control cracks. And I want to be the cause of it." Your words add to the storm of my emotions and settle on my nerve endings. " For once, don't think, just feel." You replace your thumb with the flat of your hand and grind faster against my nub as you tease me higher and higher. I cling to you, tense with need and a million emotions that I couldn't express even if I could find my voice. I want to hide from you, to bury my face in the cradle of your neck but you claim my lips again. I can't kiss you deep enough to try convey what you are doing to me, for me and as I begin to spasm around your skilled fingers I lose all thought. " Oh god..." "That's right baby, let go, let go. I've got you", you murmur, your voice sounding far off as sensations tear through my body. I buck against your hand as spasm's seize my body for what seems like too long and far too short in an instant. As my mind clears I hear you whispering to me, soothing words as aftershocks spread from your slowly dancing hand. " Good girl. There you go....you're my good good girl." I find your lips and kiss you hard again, reluctant to ever let you go. This time it is you who slows the kiss, softly nipping at my bottom lip before placing soft kisses all over my face. I finally open my eyes and pull back to raise my brows at you. " Good girl?" I tease. Your laugh is unapologetic as you shrug and carefully withdraw your hand from my jeans. Maintaining eye contact with me you slip your glistering fingers into your mouth and slowly suck each one clean. " Mmmm," you moan and smile at me. " My sweet, sweet girl?" My laugh is slightly awkward, I don't know if I am turned on or embarrassed. I don't know how I taste but I certainly worry. " I can't wait to taste you from the source." Your eyes hold mine as we both picture this and I can't hide my slight shudder. You pull me close and kiss me softly before holding me close to you. I love your hugs...hell, I love everything about you. "Thank you." You say softly and I am sure that should be my line. I finally know that I can in fact orgasm with someone, and this was learned in the best possible way. "You have been so good about all my shit," you say. " And it's not easy and I'm not sure someone else would have stuck around." I squeeze you tight and give you a long kiss, without heat or intent. Just us, being together before framing your face in my hands. " But I have no place else I would rather be. No-one else I would rather not be having sex with." You laugh and we finally pull apart. I need to go shower and by the look in your eye, you could do with a cold one too.
  14. Just a spin off of a similar thread.... I'm looking for some interesting reading material. I'm sick of reading about heterosexual relationships, I want to read about two women, something spicy lol. Something involving seduction, mild BDSM, similar vibe as 50 shades but without a man. Care to help a girl out?
  15. George Barbier (1882-1932) was a renowned French illustrator and fashion designer for theatre and ballet productions. Many of his illustrations have an element of same-sex desire between women, sometimes subtle, other times explicit. Examples of the later include his illustrations for the books Les Liaisons Dangereuses and Les Chansons de Bilitis, a collection of erotic lesbian poetry by Pierre Louys. Barbier's romantic figures are sometimes sexually ambiguous, for example and one can envision a woman dressed as a man in Le Feu (below). Barbier's work seems to me to be aimed not at men, the usual audience for lesbian erotica, but instead at women primarily, as it is infused with fashion, style, elegance and sensuality. There is also a not so subtle dismissal of men as worthy romantic partners in some of his work including "Visez Au Couer Belles Dames (Aim for the Heart Beautiful Ladies) and Les Marionnettes. Sheherazade From Les Liaisons Dangereuses Les Marionnettes From Les Liaisons Dangereuses From Les Liaisons Dangereuses From Les Chansons de Bilitis References: George Barbier https://en.wikipedia.../George_Barbier The Songs of Bilitis https://en.wikipedia...ongs_of_Bilitis George Barbier collection at House of Retro - see this blog for more beautiful illustrations (unfortunately I can only display 10 images per post here) http://houseofretro.com/index.php/2014/08/12/georges-barbier-reflections-of-art-deco/