I opened the door back up, wondering where I had found the nerve. This was a first for me, on many levels. I usually don’t make the first move, and I had never been with a woman before.

All night there had been sexual tension in the air, so thick you could cut it. She was talking about how she would like to be with a woman, wondering what it would be like. I was thinking almost the same thing, wondering what she would be like. We finished our drinks, the evening getting late, and she said goodbye, with a little bit of regret in her tone. I shut the door and stood there a minute, making up my mind, hoping I had not imagined the signals.

Opening the door back up, I leaned around the corner and called her name. She turned around and walked back to me, a question, and maybe even hope, on her face. I wrapped my hand around her neck and pulled her mouth to mine, kissing her. I leaned back and looked at her, silently asking if she wanted to stay. She smiled, and I tugged her by the hand back inside.

I pushed her up against the door and ran my hands up her rib cage, cupping her breasts, nuzzling her neck. She smelled so good, like coconut and rum and female. We kissed, and we kissed, and we kissed. The softness of her lips, the sweetness of her breath, the rough velvet of her tongue as it caressed mine was more intoxicating than any alcohol, and I couldn’t get enough. I pushed her tank top up, her bra down, and looked at her breasts, her nipples puckered and waiting to be sucked. I liked looking at them. I liked touching them. Their perfect, soft, roundness filled my hands. I pulled a nipple deep into my mouth and sucked, caressing the other one with my thumb. She started making little noises, so I knew I was doing it right. The other one tasted just as sweet, and I wanted more.

We sat down on the couch and I helped her out of her top, undid her sheer lace bra, and laid her back against the cushions, running my hands over her shoulders, tracing her collarbone, cupping her breasts. She unbuttoned her jeans and together we pushed them down her legs and tossed them away. She had long, slender legs, a flat stomach, and perfect, perfect breasts. Her nipples were a dark rose against her creamy skin, and I wanted to lick every inch of her. I lifted her soft, blond hair off her neck and kissed her again while my hands learned her body. I slipped a finger inside her panties, lightly caressing her before slipping that finger inside her. She was tight, and warm, and wet. I ground her clit with my thumb over her panties and she arched her hips, moaning into my mouth. I leaned back and took my shirt off, then my bra. She sat up and cupped my breasts, licking my nipples, then pinched them while she nibbled on my neck. I got goose bumps, and a shiver went down my spine.

I pulled away and started kissing down her stomach, pulling her panties off as I went. She was neatly trimmed, and her smell was fresh and sweet. She laid back and opened her thighs, and my pussy clenched and my vision blurred, I was so aroused. I parted her lips with my thumbs and ran my tongue from her rosebud to her clit, then flicked it with my tongue. Her hips bucked once, and I sucked on her clit, then nibbled it with my teeth. “Oh God!” she cried out, and buried her hands in my hair, grinding my face into her pussy. Her body was trembling when I pulled away and stood up to take off my jeans.

I smiled down at her, and she grinned back. I knelt between her beautiful thighs again and leaned down to kiss her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, bringing our bodies together, and the feel of her breasts pressed against mine, her body pressed against mine, was so completely wonderful.

I reached down and slipped one finger, then two, inside her, feeling her close around them. In and out, my fingers becoming slippery while I sucked on her nipples, nibbled on her neck, made love to her mouth. My pussy rode her thigh with the same rhythm as my fingers until my juice ran down her leg. Her back arched, her head thrown back, she cried out as her pussy started squeezing my fingers.

I pulled them out and replaced them with my tongue, sucking her, licking her, drinking her. I put two fingers back into her, hard, my mouth on her clit and a vibration in my throat. In, out, once, twice. She came apart, cried out, and then floated back to earth, panting, breathless.

“God, now I know,” she said.

“Me too.”

it was the weekend after my eighteenth birthday and i had two of my friends from school coming over for the night. My family was out for the night so it was just Casey, Emma and I with a bottle of vodka that my brother had given me for my birthday. Being a country girl, the rules regarding alchohol werent as tight as they would be for town girls, so i was no stranger to a drink or two but a whole bottle between three young girls is going to have a great effect, Emma and Casey were both still fifteen.
Anyway we were definately on the was to being drunk, the stereo was roaring out the tunes, and the play was getting the best of me. I was getting horny mucking around with my friends and judgeing by their flushed faces and the way they were acting they were feeling it too. The emma piped up and said ‘how about a game of truth or dare?’
We were all for that so we got straight into it. first it was little things like ‘what is the worst thing you have done?’ or ‘i dare you to eat a full spoon or vegemite’ but soon the mood got the better of us and things got more interesting with questions like ‘what is the kinkiest thing you have ever done?’, ‘how far would you go for a million dollars?’ and my favourite, which emma asked me, ‘have you ever had sex with another girl?’
We knew each other fairly well, we knew none of us were virgins, but i had never told anyone till then that ‘yes ive had sex with two girls before!’. Emma and Casey started to giggle to each other and i was getting a bit selfconsious when out of the blue Casey said ‘i dare you and Emma to kiss and feel each other up through your clothes.
I have always thought Emma is gorgeous and im more into girls than guys so i was keen for it, and wether it was the booze or the mood, so was Emma.
She is stunning with long straight blonde hair, paler than bleeched sand, eyes the lightest blue you have ever seen, the sweetest mouth, and a tiny scattering of freckles that she hadnt grown out of yet. Her body was small and lithe, shorter and thinner than me, with small breasts just beginning to swell beneath her top, and the tiniest little ass you have ever seen.
Casey by contrast was completely different. Even though she was the youngest of us, she was taller than Emma and almost as tall as me. Her hair was jet black with glistening waves running through it. Her eyes were the most intense green i have ever seen, eyes that promised many untold mysteries within. Her face was smooth without a freckle, mole or pimple of any sort to be seen. Her body was not tiny but certainly not fat and her large breasts already strained against the fabric of her top.
I would have been the envy of every guy at school than night and even now, three years later, i get hot just thinking about them.
Anyway Emma was a little nervous at first as i wrapped my arms around her and lowered my face to hers. Our lips came together with the touch of a feather, our hands equally as light as they moved slowly over each others bodies. I didnt want to push her if she wasnt comfortable so i only moved my hands around her back and shoulders.
She came deeper into my arms and her breathing deepened as she started to let go of her reservations, our breasts caressing each other just as our arms were doing. Her tounge brushed against my lips and i opened my mouth for her and as our tounges met i tasted her for the first time. Her mouth tasted so warm and sweet from the vodka and the passion. Her hand worked its way up my stomach to my breast were she gentle started to stroke the curve of my breasts. My own hand went down to her ass and sqeezed, drawing her hard up against me. With one hand still on my breast she used the other to grab my ass as well as we continued to kiss, our tongues dancing across each other. With a flick of my wrist my hand went inside her pants and started to massage her hot ass, my finger running up her sweaty ass crack.
‘hey i said through your clothes your dirty little vixen’ said Casey. In the heat of the moment i had forgotten she was even there!
I looked at her sheepishly and seen her legs were parted, her skirt riding up. Not enough to show anything, just enough to hint at the treasures within. God that girl knew how to keep a person wanting!! Her face was flushed as she looked at us and i knew she wanted to get involved.
‘God your hot Em’ i said ‘ would you like a taste?’ i asked, turning to Casey.
‘Yes’ she groaned in a voice full of sexual longing.
I sat on the couch as the two budding lesbians wrapped their arms around each other. This time there was no reservations, they kissed with passion, their tounges in each others mouths one minute then kissing along each other necklines the next. Not satisfies with touching Casey big breast through her top, Emma put her hand up Caseys top and started to rub her breasts and i could see her hand tweeking her nipples through the cloth. Casey ran her hand up and down Emmas leg and as her legs parted, she started to rub her pussy through her jeans.
It was too much for me, watching these two gorgeous girls getting it on, i put my hand in my pants and felt my sopping wet pussy. I rubbed myself softly at first, then harder and HARDER. I pushed a finger inside myself, using my palm to rub my clit. then a second finger filled my wet pussy and i groaned to myself as my fingers worked themselves in and out.
Emma and Casey continued to feel each other up, Caseys hand busy on Emmas pussy as Emma pulled her top up and off, followed quickly by her bra, revealing Caseys gorgeous tits to us. Emma lowerd her face and kissed and rubbed them before taking her nipples into her mouth and tounging and nibbling them.
Caseys hand found its way into Emma pants and as Emma continued to kiss her tits she started to finger her.
By now all three of us were groaning and moaning with sexual pleasure, our bodies flushed, our breathing deep and the scent of our sex heavy in the air.
Emma started to come close to orgasm and groaned deeply as Casey continued to finger her them as she came to the edge, Casey dropped to here knees, taking emmas pants with her and pulled Emmas hairless pussy to her face, burying her tounge as deep in her as she could, tasting the sweet flavour of her first pussy.
It was to much for me. My back arched and i felt the first orgasm of the night wash over me, senting ripple through my body and making my head spin. As my eyes opened again i saw that Emma wasnt far behind me and came with a scream on Caseys tounge, her hands pushing Caseys face against her pussy and her tounge even deeper into her body.
Casey continued to lick and suck at her pussy as the last waves of her orgasm passed then i pulled her to her feet and started to kiss her deeply, loving the hot taste of her mouth and the taste of Emmas pussy on her lips. i pushed her onto the couch and got to my own knees and started to kiss her legs. I worked my way up her legs, the skin getting hotter, softer and wetter the closer i came to her pussy. I pushed her skirt up to her hips and found than she wasnt wearing any panties, her tiny pussy was neatly trimmed with only a small strip of fur left. As i kissed her pussy she threw back her head and started to groan quietly, her eyes closed. The heady, musky smell of her pussy filled my nostrils as i ran my tounge up her slit and i felt it start to open. I placed my mouth over her whole pussy and licked it from top to bottom, bottom to top, her pussy juices running into my mouth. I felt Emma behind me starteing to remove my own jeans followed by my wet panties then she timidly started to kiss and lick my ass cheeks. She went lower, her tounge dancing over my ass hole and finding my wet pussy.
I was in heaven! A gorgeous girl in front of me with my tounge buried in her pussy, her hands kneading my hair and guiding me to the places where it felt best and another beautiful babe behind my with her tounge deep inside me and her nose pushing against my ass hole.
Casey started to rock her hips in time with my mouth and i knew she was getting close. I had my tounge as deep in her as i could and i gently ran my top lip over her clit making her body spasm soundlessly as she was rocked by an intense orgasm that left her gasping. Feeling another girl having an orgasm in my mouth while another girl was licking my own pussy was enough to send me over the edge myself, and i felt Emmas suprise and pleasure as i came on her tounge. She wrapped her arms around my legs and pulled my ass against her face, her chin against my clit as i came making my orgasm even more intense!!
Later we undresseed each other completely and lay on the couch together, naked, our arms hugging each other as we recovered from the wild sex that we didnt want to end. We enjoyed each others bodies a lot more over the course of that night and again the next morning once the effects of the alcohol had worn off. We became a trio of lovers for months after that having sex as often as we could and hanging out together every chance we got.
However it wasnt to last, Casey fell in love with a guy and although we are still great friends we no longer make love. The guy that she fell in love with also happens to be my brother and i helped them get together, but thats another story for another day.
As for Emma, we are now flat mates and still great friends but she doesnt consider herself a lesbian so ever though we are lovers still, we are not a couple.
But even though things change i have my memories of that night together. Just writing them now has got me so horny i cant think of anything else. As i sit here at the computer typing this i can feel the seat growing moist from my wet pussy and i know that i will have to do something about it. I always write my erotic stories in the nude so i have no clothes to contend with. As i write this my hand is on my pussy thinking of the people that may read this and i find myself getting even wetter. Im sitting on my hand with two fingers inside myself, wisjing that i had someonr hwre to help me. But the thought of someone reading this and getting trhemselves off over it is enough to push me over ther edge!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11

About the Author

im a 19 year old girl from tassie who loves writing about my sexual experiences and fantasies

Sex: Female
Age: 21 years
Figure: Flawless, soft-contoured, voluptuous, hourglass type and perfectly feminine
Complexion: White
Voice: Musical
Face: Very pretty and innocent in looks
Eyes: Heavy-lidded, large and blue
Hair: Silken, soft, ample, blonde and waves down to ass
Bust: 40DD, round and firm
Nipples: Pink and puffy
Waist: 31
Hips: 40, wide-curved
Ass: Soft and massive
Thighs: Creamy-soft and fat

Queen Sapporo:

Sex: Female
Age: 39 years
Figure: Skinny, mannish, muscular, poorly curved and mostly flat
Complexion: White
Voice: A little deep pitched
Face: Somewhat attractive and clever in looks
Eyes: Slightly slanted, small and greenish
Hair: Short, boy-cut, straight and red
Bust: 32A, almost flat
Waist: 22
Hips: 31, narrow
Ass: Almost flat
Thighs: Straight and long
Orientation: A hungry lesbian

Alice, clad in a pink bra and matching pink panties, sat on the lawn interweaving her silken combed locks into a thick long plait. No sooner had she finished braiding her hair, then a high-pitched voice from nearby started her.

“Drat! Damn! Fuck a duck! She’ll kill me if I’m late!!” the voice was saying in a very excited tone.

Alice jumped up and looked over the hedge to see the speaker. To her astonishment, it belonged to a rather large, white rabbit. Not an ordinary rabbit by any means. This rabbit was wearing a black leather jacket, Alice could see matching gloves sticking out of a side pocket, and the rabbit was looking at a pocket watch as he hurried along. She watched as he jumped, feet first, into a large hole by the root of a willow.

“Oh my, he dropped something.” Alice cried as she ran to see what it was.

It was one of his gloves she picked up. Without thinking first, the nymph jumped into the hole, intent on returning the glove to its owner.

She fell down but it seemed a shallow landing and without feeling hurt she braced herself to a sitting position.

“Oh fuck! I’m in a world of shit!” the rabbit was saying at a distance behind her.

Alice got up and whirled around just in time to see the rabbit vanish behind a hill. She ran after him, hoping to catch him on the other side.

Movement up ahead on the path Alice kept her eyes on the rabbit running before her. She called out: “Hello! Mr. Rabbit! Mr. Rabbit!”

But it was no good because the rabbit was already hurrying on his way and didn’t seem to hear her calling him.

The glove was still tucked into her tight bra and she wanted to give it to its owner as fast as she could reach him… but no matter how fast she ran, he still stayed the same distance from her.

Out of breath and her huge chest heaving, Alice finally had to stop to rest for a moment. She watched the rabbit vanish over the top of the hill they were on. As soon as she had caught her breath, Alice ran the rest of the way up the hill and stopped at the top, amazed at what she saw.

Naked women dotted the countryside on the other side of the hill. They appeared to be having sex with each other in various positions from what she could see. A deep female voice could be heard as it screamed out, “You skinny brat… suck the tits of your woman!” then “All bonies eat your volupties!”

That voice belonged to a slim mannish woman who wore a crown on her head and was the only one clad in male outfits there. She seemed to be the queen of all those naked women, who were engaged in lesbian sex under her orders. Alice wondered what that place was and she was answered by a sign board behind the queen that pointed at a luxurious tent. “Queen Sapporo: Castle Sapho Islands, Wonderland” were the words carved on it.

In a moment or two Alice turned her eyes. She watched in awe as a skinny short-haired girl knelt between the fat thighs of a pretty voluptuous blonde and started to lick her slit. The huge sagging tits of that blonde were being sucked by two other slim dark-haired women. Alice moved her hand between her thighs in reflex as the sight roused her in an instant.

Queen Sapporo’s heart throbbed as she noticed this half-naked, extremely pretty and curvaceous nymph standing on the hill, who was stroking herself between her thighs. For some moments she gazed in stupor at the centre of her attention… and instantly fell in love with her.

Alice too noticed the queen’s meaningful stare at her and blushingly averted her eyes.

Queen Sapporo smiled at the blushing Alice as her heart beat faster. She walked to the girl, staring fixedly at her. Alice couldn’t meet Queen’s gaze, who had approached her. She raised her hand and stroked Alice’s cheek lovingly.

“Such loveliness, such sweetness must be loved, worshipped, licked and tasted. I’ll show you what I feel for you, what I want with you.” said Sapporo staring at Alice with an amorous glint in her eyes.

Alice felt the thin arms encircling her round the waist and hands stroking the naked flesh of her back. Sapporo moved her face nearer to Alice’s. Her lips met in a soft demanding kiss with those of the girl.

Surprised at first but then savoring the sucking and pressing lips of Sapporo on her full mouth, Alice immediately responded by kissing the Queen on mouth and hugging the slim woman around her neck.

They sucked each other’s mouths in a passionate lip-locking for sometime. Then Sapporo said softly, “I love you darling. I love you more than anything in this Wonderland. But let me give you a good show. Get naked my sweet!”

Alice couldn’t resist herself to do as the Queen had bid her. She unhooked her bra and panties. Dispensing herself of all the undergarments, she stood in a stark naked splendor. At that moment she saw the white rabbit standing next to the mannish queen. She could tell, he was enjoying at what he was seeing.

Alice wanted to tell the rabbit about his glove but there was no need for reminding him as he stooped down swiftly and took the glove scattered on ground with her stripped undergarments.

In an instant Sapporo hugged Alice and they kissed again for a while.

“Come my sweet!” said the Queen taking Alice with her. “Let’s make love into my tent” She said pointing at the very luxurious tent Alice had noticed a while ago.

They walked a few steps and entered into the tent.

Queen Sapporo zipped the tent to induce privacy. While undressing herself she didn’t seem to notice Alice, who was staring at the 10″ long rubber dildo tied around the narrow hips.

Sapporo smiled mischievously at Alice and said. “Darling, lets start now, shouldn’t we?”

Without waiting for an approval from Alice, Sapporo knelt before her and put her hand between her legs, where her fingers touched the ripe petals.

“Hummm… Such a pretty twitching pussy!” Sapporo said, feeling glad to see that Alice was getting wet. She stroked the girl’s thighs and roamed her hands round the wide hips to stroke the huge ass cheeks. She moved her head nearer till a pungent waft of girlish scent hit her nostrils. She opened her mouth and her long pink tongue lashed out. Its tip licked up the pink labia and Alice shuddered as the wave generated from her loins. With another upward lick by Sapporo’s tongue, Alice reflexively closed her eyes and hissed.

“It’s really a tasty tart my sweet! I’ll surely enjoy your meat and you’d better make sure I do!” She told Alice, still holding the curvaceous hips.

Alice had never been with a woman before and wasn’t sure what was expected of her. She didn’t have to wonder long.

Sapporo got up. She pushed Alice back on the pillowed bed and roughly squeezed her tits. She began to kiss both the huge tits and started to suck left nipple. With one hand she was kneading the right tit while the other hand roamed down Alice’s voluptuous body until it reached her tender pussy. In a moment it started to stroke the pink petals. Long, slender fingers opened girl’s vaginal orifice and pushed into the moistness there. Alice gasped as the Queen increased the tempo of finger-fucking; her mouth now sucking the right nipple. The girl decided to lie relaxed under the slim Queen and let the woman enjoy unto her curvaceous body.

Alice moaned when Sapporo sucked hard on her swollen nipples, releasing each teat in a pop and licked down her soft belly. But she moaned louder when the Queen reached her tender pussy and started to lick it. Alice arched her back and her hips lifted higher. Sapporo’s loving mouth licked and sucked both of the girl’s tender labia with vigor.

Alice felt her legs pushed more apart as the Queen buried her face deeper between her thighs. She ate Alice, lapping her delicious pussy and knew well to suck the voluptuous girl. Her long tongue probed deep into Alice’s wet, soft labia. Then her lips located Alice’s sensitive clit and slurp-sucked the erectile morsel. She sucked Alice without a pause, the mixed sounds of hungry slurps and melodious moans filled the tent.

Alice put her soft hands on the Queen’s short-haired head and pushed it deeper into her womanhood. She began to push-up her wide hips into the lesbian mouth, hungry for her pussy and then received a full-of-passion kissing, lapping and continued sucking. It was a moment’s matter when her vaginal canal flooded with honey as the heat rose to peak and she came with a flow of girl-cum.

Alice sighed and closed her eyes when Sapporo licked her pussy clean of the girl-cum. She started to move up the perfectly feminine body, kissing the soft creamy belly, taking right nipple into her mouth to suck it hard, releasing the nipple in a pop, sucking left nipple with slurping sound, releasing it in a smack, licking the neck and finally pressed her mouth unto girl’s. Alice opened her eyes as Sapporo began to suck her lower lip. Instinctively, the girl responded in sucking her lover’s mouth. They sucked and kissed each other’s lips, mouths pressed harder under the passionate lesbian love.

Sapporo sucked and licked Alice’s huge tits alternatively. Lying atop the girl, she pushed the soft thighs apart. In a short while, Alice felt something hard pressing against her wet opening and her eyes flew open as it penetrated. She opened her mouth to say that it was a cock but didn’t have the chance when her mouth was covered in a passionate kiss by Queen’s.

The Queen licked on Alice’s lips, kissed the full mouth and sucked girl’s tongue into her own. Her hands explored Alice, demanding as they stroked and squeezed the soft curvaceous parts of body. The strap-on pushed deeper into her sweetheart’s love tunnel. Sapporo began to move her hips up and down, plunging the rubber dildo, fucking Alice with swift and sure strokes.

She moved her mouth next to Alice’s ear and whispered hoarsely, “Does that feel good my darling? Do you like my cock?”

“Ooooooh yes!” Alice cried in pleasure.

Sapporo’s slim hips pulled up and plunged down, thrusting her dildo hard again and again into Alice. She fucked Alice with all the potential she had, enjoying it as much as the girl.

Suddenly the Queen stopped, kissed Alice unto mouth and pulled out of her. “Turn over my darling” she said lovingly to the girl.

Alice shifted her position and was pushed onto stomach by Sapporo. Before she could make out what her lover was up to, her huge ass cheeks were pushed apart by slim hands and the rubber cock plunged through her anus into the rectum. Alice cried in pleasure as her lover buggared her with all the might she could muster. The Queen moved her hips up and down; pushing the dildo harder into the girl’s tight backdoor.

Waves of pure pleasure rolled over Alice as the Queen buggared her and went over the edge when the Queen inserted one and then two fingers in her pussy. Alice screamed out as the orgasm shook her entire body. It felt like it might go on forever and Alice loved it!

The Queen kept the rubber cock buried deep in the tight asshole and waited until Alice had relaxed. Then she pulled out and flipped Alice over again.

Sapporo kissed Alice from head to toe and then from toe to head, paying more attention to suck her tits and lick her cunt. When the pleasure-heat rose into moaning Alice, the Queen quickly pushed her dildo into her dripping pussy. She pinched and sucked the puffy nipples that stood out on girl’s massive, firm tits. She was now getting close to have her own orgasm and kept fucking Alice steadily, who cried out “Oh yesssssss… yesssssss… fuck me hard! Ummmmmmm… I’m cummmmmming!!”

And shortly after this intense fucking, the Queen and Alice reached their peak. They exploded into bursting cum simultaneously.

To relax for some time they lay on the pillowed bed into each other’s arms, their bodies glistening with sweat. Then it started all over again. Alice was smacked on lips, kissed on tits, sucked on nipples, licked on cunt and bitten on ass by Queen Sapporo. The slim queen entered the dildo into cunt and ass of her voluptuous nymph. She fucked Alice with the deepest passion of lesbian love. As the girl-cum oozed out of Alice’s love tunnel, it was wiped away when Sapporo licked her cunt clean.

The Queen was quite happy with her to-be wife and Alice felt the same way for her to-be husband… While kissing each other after fucking for twice more, they had agreed to live with each other for ever as a married lesbian couple.

And they were married two hours later that evening. But Alice still wanted to know one thing which was still unanswered.

“Are you a friend to the White Rabbit?” Alice asked her husband Sapporo as they lay together recovering from third bout of lovemaking at night.

“What?” the Queen asked, staring at her wife.

“The White Rabbit, do you know him?” Alice asked again and waited.

“He works for me.” answered the slim husband smilingly as she sat up and mounted atop her voluptuous wife. She kissed Alice on mouth and slid down to suck on the puffy nipples one after the other.

“Well,” Alice continued as she moved her hand to stroke her life partner’s head “I actually came here looking for him. I wanted to return a glove he dropped in my garden but now he has taken it.”

“Ood fo im” Saporro said incoherently while smacking on a nipple.

“Excuse me?” said Alice; she wasn’t sure what Sapporo had said just now.

The Queen looked up at her and repeated “Good for him,” and added smilingly, “but best for us for now we are married.”

And of course Alice agreed, especially when the Queen slid further down. She pushed her wife’s creamy thighs apart and started to eat her between them again.

Sapporo’s luxurious tent refilled with the mixed sounds of slurp-sucking and moans of pleasure…

About the Author

Name: Monica Marshal Sex: Female Age: 19 years Figure: Skinny Height: Tall Orientation: LesbianGay Status: Attached Smoke: No Drink: Yes

Sex: Female
Age: 22 years
Figure: Flawless, soft-contoured, voluptuous, hourglass type and perfectly feminine
Complexion: White
Voice: Musical
Face: Rounding, very pretty and innocent in looks
Eyes: Heavy-lidded, large and green
Hair: Silken, soft, ample, fiery-red and waves down to ass
Bust: 40DD, round and firm
Nipples: Pink and puffy
Waist: 29
Hips: 41, wide-curved
Ass: Soft and massive
Thighs: Creamy-soft and fat

Linda Perkins:

Sex: Female
Age: 43 years
Figure: Skinny, mannish, muscular and poorly curved
Complexion: White
Voice: A little deep pitched
Face: Somewhat attractive and clever in looks
Eyes: Slightly slanted, small and dark brown
Hair: Short, boy-cut, dark with grey streaks and straight
Bust: 31A, almost flat
Waist: 22
Hips: 30, narrow
Ass: Almost flat
Thighs: Straight and long
Orientation: A passionate lesbian

Maurine Wells was pushed backwards by her companion on the king-size bed. That companion was a skinny, mature woman who was leaning unto her at the same time. The face of the woman couldn’t be seen well in the dim light of that bedroom but it had a sharper and philosophical profile. Maurine felt it really odd for not being able to recognize the slim lesbian who had leaned above her; nevertheless she knew the mature woman was very intimate to her. The familiar fragrant wafts hit her nose as the lesbian pressed her mouth on her full lips. The girl stared in vain to make out her lover’s face but couldn’t do so and she began to savor the forceful smack on her lips.

The lesbian sucked on Maurine’s lips and continued to kiss her passionately as she pushed the soft-contoured arms up round the red haired head. It seemed to the voluptuous girl that she already knew her lesbian lover who was still clothed in male-fashioned T-shirt and Levi’s. Anticipating what may come next, she decided to let the woman enjoy unto her curvaceous, stark naked body.

Maurine sighed as the woman stroked playfully on her huge mammas and pinched the sensitive, large nipples. In an instant her lover turned her head to take one puffy teat between her lips. She pulled more of the nipple into her mouth and sucked the coarse textured pink areola. The woman sucked harder on the nipple which slipped slowly through her lips in a smack. She licked the saliva-coated nipple and kissed the huge melon. Then she turned her head to other bubby and licked the creamy, firm globe. She kissed the puffy teat and opened her mouth to brush her lips unto its rough, sensitive texture. Sucking it hard, she pulled more of the nipple, which slid slowly out of her mouth in a smack.

The lesbian continued to suck redhead’s huge tits. Maurine moaned and bit her lip as the pleasure waves rose into her loins due to that ardent tit-sucking. The woman began to stroke her voluptuous form tenderly. Awhile later she realized that her fat thighs were splayed apart by her lesbian lover’s knees.

Maurine’s lover sucked and smacked on her puffy, pink nipples. Then, she slid quickly down the voluptuous body. Maurine felt the hands roaming softly on her fat thighs, which were pushed more apart after a while. The redhead cried in reflex as she felt a soft, wet thing touched and slipped slowly up her pink cunt-lips. She knew in an instant that it was her lover’s tongue and moaned audibly as the lesbian lapped her twitching petals in upward and downward strokes.

The woman knew how to eat her girl’s snatch. She opened her mouth and pressed it on the pungent slit in an attempt to suck it. She licked the ultra sensitive cunt and pressed her sucking mouth unto it, harder than before. Maurine moaned louder, grabbing the pink bed sheet; her body twisting in waves and shudders of intense pleasure. She raised her voluptuous torso as the woman forced her labia wide to locate the throbbing clit.

The lesbian licked redhead’s pink slit in an upward stroke and her tongue located the engorging clit. She pursed her lips on Maurine’s throbbing love-morsel and began to suck it.

Maurine moaned aloud as the intense pleasure waves rose from her cunt and she shuddered as its ripples coursed through her spine. The lesbian was eating her snatch in quick strokes, mostly sucking and licking the delicious clit.

Maurine bit her lip and cried out the pleasure that filled into her love-tunnel. The quick-stroked lick on her clit raised the darling girl more and more to heights of intense lust. Within moments the orgasm rippled through her vaginal walls and she came into her lover’s mouth. At that very instant the dimly lit bedroom brightened unexpectedly and the lesbian’s face jumped up to loom over Maurine’s. The redhead stared in awe at the face which was stained in her girl-cum; the honeyed custard was dribbling down the thin-lipped, smiling mouth. She opened her mouth to say, “Linda”…

And then Maurine woke in a start. She felt she hadn’t said Linda’s name just in the dream, but heard herself calling the mature woman for real. The beautiful redhead lay alone in her bedroom, where there had neither been that strange illumination nor was the looming face of Linda soaked with girl-cum.

She blinked for some time into the semi darkness, thinking about her erotic dream and felt something soft pressed between her thighs. She splayed her legs, switched on the bedside lamp and braced herself in the sitting position. The thing pressed between her soft thighs was the pillow, which was soaked in girl-cum.

Maurine took the pillow and raised it to her nose. She sniffed at her own cum and the pungent wafts made her to reflect on something delicious and unforgettable. It happened when she was called at Safemme Studios for her audition two days back. The Studios were owned by the mannish financier Linda Perkins, who was a famous producer of adult videos based on very erotic lesbian themes.

Maurine believed inwardly that the slim producer was an absolute lesbian and her deduction about Linda was confirmed during the test scene involving her with Linda. The producer stripped the girl naked and began to slobber down her voluptuous body. The redhead enjoyed the sensational bout of lesbian love and came for twice as Linda smacked on her full lips, sucked on her large pink nipples and ate her juicy cunt.

After the audition, Linda acquired Maurine for her address and telephone number. She knew Maurine was a natural and had the faculty to be a star. She told the girl before dismissing her that she would call her back in a day or two.

Of course Linda had other things in mind and therefore she dialed Maurine’s number just thirty hours after the audition.

Maurine’s musical voice answered, “Hello.”

“Miss Wells?” Linda asked, her heart beating faster.

“Yes?” Maurine inquired into the phone.

“I’m Linda, Linda Perkins.” Linda introduced herself.

“Ahh yes… Miss Perkins. I remember you.” Maurine’s face was flushed and she felt her excitement growing as she listened to the voice in her ear.

“I feel very glad to tell you the good news Miss Wells. You have passed the audition.”

“Wow! Thank you Miss Perkins. I… I don’t believe I did it!” Maurine felt so excited to hear this and say thankful words that Linda could hear a faint laugh of happiness.

“It’s nothing to your talent Miss Wells. You indeed were a natural,” said Linda. “Before our first rehearsal I need to have few words with you in person. If you don’t mind to come at my place, say er… for lunch tomorrow. Actually, I have a business proposition for you to discuss on.”

“Of course, I’d be delighted to have lunch with you” Maurine answered quickly, feeling more excited to agree with Linda; she too had wished to meet Linda in person, inwardly longing for the “repetition” of their lesbian “test scene”.

“Great!” Linda said, smiling at Maurine’s approval.

They spoke a bit longer. Finally the producer told Maurine her address and then hung up. Linda had tasted Maurine and sighed in hope to re-taste the red-haired nymph.

At night, the beautiful Maurine had that erotic dream as she had thought about the mature producer who had pleasured her orally during the audition.

The next day wasn’t much busy for Linda. Most of the time she thought of Maurine and didn’t want to scare the girl off; so she would go slowly in explaining the details of their first rehearsal for “Tasty Melons, Tasty Tarts”. She had dressed herself in a white T-shirt and a pair of Levi’s to look very casual. Linda felt very excited to see her guest at noon and she had ordered the old cook to bake the fruit cake for this special meeting.

At half past one, the doorbell rang and Linda rushed to answer it. Standing in the doorway, Maurine flashed a very pretty smile at her mannish host.

Linda stared approvingly at the perfectly feminine redhead. Maurine was indeed a nymph. She wore a sleeveless, low-neck, silk blouse and a short skirt made of denim material. The tight outfits had accentuated the taking curves of her voluptuous body. The light illuminated her hair from the back like a blaze of fire burning around her very pretty face. It fell gracefully in curls to her protruding ass.

Linda was stupefied by Maurine’s celestial beauty. The desire of making love to this nymph swelled up from the depths of her heart. She wanted her so bad. A strange thought occurred to her. It was, to say Maurine never to leave her.

“Hi. Can I come in?” Maurine asked Linda, breaking the ice of her stupor.

“Ahh! I… I’m sorry. Please get in, get in.” said Linda quickly, forcing a smile. She stood aside and closed the door as Maurine had stepped inside the house.

The redhead looked around the decorated interior and said admiringly, “You have a nice taste, isn’t it?”

“Thank you dear” said Linda flashing a grin. She pointed at a sofa and said in a hearty mood, “Get comfortable please. The lunch is ready and soon we’ll be filling our stomachs.”

The lunch was served on the dining table within five minutes. Linda had dismissed the old cook, saying to her that she would have to return for baking supper at 7.0 pm that evening. Hence there wasn’t any third person to accompany them for some hours.

Both women talked different things over lunch, especially about the delicious fruit cake eaten by them. Their talk continued in friendly mood and they exchanged jokes until Linda asked her, “Would you care to swim? The water is nice, not too cold!” She looked directly into Maurine’s eyes as she spoke.

Maurine answered in her low, sexy whisper, “You know, that sounds wonderful but I didn’t bring a suit.”

Linda smiled, “I have one that would fit you, or if you like, we can go without the suits. It’s very private here.” She said, winking at the redhead.

“Erm, ok. I’m not shy, you know” Maurine said and they stood up. She started to unbutton her blouse and skirt. In a fluid motion she took off her undergarments and stood before Linda showing her taking nakedness. Linda smiled and started to take off her male apparel, savoring the glorious sight of Maurine’s voluptuous curves.

They walked naked, crossing the ante-chamber hand in hand and entered the south wing of house where they found the swimming pool. Linda reached the pool and dove off its side. Maurine followed Linda’s example.

Linda was quicker in swimming than Maurine; perhaps because the redhead was bigger than her. On the other hand Maurine was enjoying more of the producer’s company as the water ripples felt delightful to her naked body.

The short-haired producer swam round the corner, crossed the pool and turned to reach Maurine. Her stare was fixed at the redhead, who looked back at her. Maurine felt a strange hint of hypnotizing glint into Linda’s eyes.

Linda swam nearer to Maurine and let herself drift close enough to touch the girl. “You are very pretty, Maurine. I’ve never seen a girl as pretty and taking as you,” she said softly.

She moved her hand and stroked on Maurine’s cheek. The girl closed her eyes as Linda touched her full lips and moved the fingers down her neck. “Very lovely, very innocent. You are like a fragrant flower to me, darling. Let me kiss you. Would you mind, wont you?”

Maurine heard Linda’s softer tone. She opened her heavy-lidded eyes. Her heart was beating faster and she felt Linda’s hand stroking her softly, down to one boob. Maurine closed her eyes again and sighed. Linda moved even closer, her lips brushed across Maurine’s throat while her hand cupped the huge tit and squeezed it gently. Her eyes still closed, Maurine turned her face to Linda’s, who kissed her mouth. Their wet bodies pressed together. Linda worked her tongue into Maurine’s mouth and kissed her deeply.

It wasn’t their first kiss and Maurine kissed Linda back, equally enjoying the lip-to-lip suck. They sucked each other’s mouths as Linda ran her hands over Maurine’s wet, curvaceous body. Their kiss broke when Linda offered Maurine to make love in her bedroom. Maurine nodded and was kissed on mouth by the short-haired woman.

They climbed out of the pool and hugged each other to avoid shivering as a current of wind struck them. Linda took two towels from a basket and handed one to Maurine. They wiped their own bodies quickly.

Back through the ante-chamber, they climbed one storey up the stairs and stopped at a polished oak door. Linda turned the knob, opened it and switched on the lights. The bedroom was decorated in a luxurious way. The drapery matched well to the wall paper, table spreads and bed sheet. The bed was indeed largest of all the things furnished in bedroom. Linda signaled Maurine to lie on it. The redhead complied as she laid herself on back and was immediately followed by the mature producer.

Maurine’s heart began to beat faster as Linda leaned above her. She pushed the soft-contoured arms up round the red-haired head and then pinched playfully on the pink, puffy nipples. The girl closed her eyes, savoring the soft playful roaming of Linda’s hands over her heavy chest. There was a touch of surety in that manual manipulation of her huge tits.

Maurine moaned as she felt Linda’s hot mouth brushing on her left nipple to kiss it. Linda’s tongue darted out and its tip streaked unto the rough textured areola. She pursed her lips and pulled the nipple into her mouth.

Linda’s lips pulled the nipple and her tongue licked the areola in circular strokes. The redhead reached out and put her right hand on the back of Linda’s head to finger through the short hair.

After a minute or two, Linda switched her lips on the right tit to kiss it as she pushed Maurine’s right arm up again. She closed her lips around the sensitive nipple and pulled it into her hot mouth. The redhead lay close-eyed under her and continued to moan at the oral pull of her sensitive nipple. Her pink teat began to harden as Linda’s tongue twirled around it, coating areola with the saliva.

Linda smacked on each nipple, pulling it into her sucking mouth alternatively. Her right hand roamed on Maurine’s soft-contoured body down to the fat thighs and slid between them so she could touch her pussy. In reflex Maurine moved her own thighs apart and let Linda’s fingers play with her cunt in soft strokes. She shuddered and sighed as Linda’s fingers invaded her snatch and touched her clit. She bit her lip and wrenched on the pillow case as the woman pleasured her manually.

The short-haired producer slid down Maurine’s voluptuous form and stroked lovingly on girl’s thighs. She began to lick those soft thighs and groin, worked her way towards the shaven pussy and pushed its soft cunt-lips apart.

“Mmmm… Ohhhh yessss…” Maurine moaned when she felt Linda’s tongue touch her sensitive clit. Linda licked the pink cunt and then pushed her tongue on it. Still keeping the pussy stretch-open under the force of her fingers, she inserted her tongue-tip into Maurine’s vaginal orifice.

Maurine cried and raised her voluptuous torso as the pleasure wave generated at her loins. The walls of her love tunnel pulsated as Linda’s tongue twirled around her orifice and clit in quick strokes.

Linda worked the index finger into Maurine’s vaginal orifice while she licked her throbbing clit. She pushed the finger deeper into redhead’s tunnel like a thin pointed cock and took it out. Maurine’s body twisted in rising heat of lust and she moaned as Linda continued to finger-fuck her, increasing the tempo push after push.

“Yesss… yesss… Ohhh yesssss…” Maurine moaned when Linda inserted two fingers into her cunt and fucked her in quick strokes, licking her clit alongside. Then she held redhead’s thighs more apart to press her mouth on the twitching cunt in a deep kiss.

After lapping Maurine’s cunt, Linda got up and reached into a drawer of the nightstand next to the bed. She fished out a 10″ strap-on and tied it to her narrow hips. Before fucking Maurine with rubber cock, she leaned between her splayed thighs and licked her pussy again.

Linda knew she was bringing Maurine close to the orgasm, so she decided to really fuck the lovely redhead. She got up on her knees and flipped Maurine onto her stomach. Maurine raised her bottom high upon Linda’s ministration and moaned in pleasure as Linda kissed her globular, soft ass.

Linda moved between redhead’s legs. Maurine sighed when Linda stroked her perineum. As soon as she had stretched open the girl’s cunt, Linda touched the tip of her rubber cock against the pulsating labia and inserted it into the vaginal orifice. With an easy thrust of her hips, Linda impaled the cock into Maurine’s cunt who cried out, enjoying the fucking sensation. The darling girl braced herself on the elbows to open her legs wider and let Linda fuck her deeper.

Linda was on her knees behind Maurine, admiring her huge ass as she pushed and re-pushed the strap-on into the depths of her cunt. Maurine’s love tunnel was lubricated in the secretion of honeyed juice, which made it all the easier for Linda to penetrate her.

“Mmmmm… Oh yeah… yeah… yesss… yesss…” Maurine moaned aloud as her lesbian lover picked up the pace. Linda was entering Maurine from behind, forcing the rubber cock harder and quicker into her wet cunt as if she was a wild stallion who was fucking a mare. She fucked Maurine harder and harder in each thrust, reaching around to stroke and pinch on redhead’s puffy nipples.

The strap-on was designed to rub the wearer’s clit, and it was doing a good job on Linda as she continued to fuck Maurine. Both the lovers were getting wetter and the lust wave rose from their loins as the erotic heat, which made Linda to raise her fucking tempo into Maurine. The redhead cried aloud as she reached her orgasm. The girl-cum released through Maurine’s twitching cunt, lubricating Linda’s cock. Linda reached her own orgasm few seconds after Maurine. The redhead screamed as Linda pushed the cock very hard into her.

Both women collapsed on the bed, heaving. Maurine’s heart was pounding and it took a few minutes to regain her normal breathing.

“Wow, that was brilliant. You know, I never had been with a woman before that audition.” the redhead said.

Linda smiled and said, “As long as you stay with me darling, you will enjoy the depths of our love. I know very well how to please a woman.” She leaned over and kissed Maurine on the lips.

“Am I correct in saying that you like women?” asked Maurine, directly looking into Linda’s eyes.

“More than a hundred percent.” said Linda as she slid down to suck Maurine’s tits. Maurine moaned as her nipples were pulled into Linda’s mouth. After some time she cried out her orgasm when Linda ate her cunt and licked her clit.

Two months later Safemme Studios released “Tasty Melons, Tasty Tarts” which was a hit in the box office. The viewers jacked off more than once, especially when they watched a flick involving the voluptuous red-haired heroine being pleasured orally and fucked passionately by slim dark-haired Linda… the producer of the movie.

About the Author

Name: Monica Marshal Sex: Female Age: 19 years Figure: Skinny Height: Tall Orientation: Lesbian Status: Attached Smoke: No Drink: Yes

Sex: Female
Age: 31 years
Figure: Smooth-toned, soft-contoured, voluptuous, hourglass type and perfectly feminine
Complexion: White
Voice: Musical
Face: Nymphish and innocent in looks
Eyes: Heavy-lidded, large, slightly slanted and deep blue
Hair: Silken, soft, ample, honey-blonde and waves down to hips
Bust: 39DD, pendulous and firm
Nipples: Pink and protrudent
Areolae: Pink and large
Waist: 27
Hips: 40, wide-curved
Ass: Soft and massive
Thighs: soft-toned and rounding in contours

Denise Moore:

Sex: Female
Age: 30 years
Figure: Skinny and poorly curved
Complexion: White
Voice: High pitched
Face: Pretty and calculative in expression
Eyes: Slightly slanted, small and dark brown
Hair: Short, boy-cut, straight and dark
Bust: 32C and round
Waist: 23
Hips: 31, narrow
Ass: Almost flat
Thighs: Straight and smooth-toned

Cynthia Saint woke up for the third time that night. She blinked blankly at the dimly lit ceiling of her air conditioned bedroom and shifted herself to a sitting position as soon as she had gained up her senses. The blonde fingered the untidy curls off her beautiful face and reflected on what she had just dreamed.

Never in her life had she dreamed any thing bizarre like this for five consecutive nights and it was indeed an odd truth. Cynthia was a realist. “Dreams are just dreams” was the only comment she made whenever her best friend Denise Moore tried to discuss about her own dreams. Unlike Cynthia, she believed that dream interpretations were not unreal and they can sometimes be premonitory. Cynthia always laughed unceremoniously at Denise’s idea but that dream was an exception; a very rare exception. Whether it was just a dream or a strange premonition, she couldn’t deduce in confusion.

In that dream Cynthia found herself standing naked in a cubicle. The interior of that cubicle was quite spacious and resembled to that of a room furnished well with drapery. She was inspecting all the contents of cubicle and felt as if she was waiting for someone to come.

All of a sudden the door of cubicle opened and a tabby cat entered. Cynthia smiled as she looked at the cat. The cat moved towards her and the door shut down automatically. Following the cat she turned and saw a double bed covered in violet plush sheet. The cat turned to face her when they reached at bedside and rose on hind legs. It seemed to Cynthia that the cat was growing in height. The feline front paws rested unto her arms.

Cynthia was pushed backwards on the bed and instantly she saw the smiling face of a short-haired woman which loomed upon her. That woman was neither unfamiliar nor unfriendly. She raised one of her hand to stroke Cynthia’s cheek lovingly and said about acting something out in a cold purring whisper. Cynthia wasn’t amazed to see that the woman’s hands were furry; as if she already knew the cat had actually been that woman. She found herself nodding to the woman above her, who smiled broadly.

Cynthia could feel the woman’s hot breath upon her face whose mouth met her full pouting lips in a soft, deliberate kiss. The woman sucked Cynthia’s lower lip and then kissed her hard. Cynthia heard herself moaning into her mannish lover’s sucking mouth. The woman sucked her lips and then slid down slowly. Cynthia felt something soft and wet on her sensitive nipples in upward, quick strokes and looked down. The tabby cat was licking on each of her huge tits in hunger. The animal just rolled her eyes up to stare back at Cynthia but continued to lick her boobs. Cynthia sighed as the tickle of whiskers felt good on the naked skin of her bubbies. She closed her eyes, enjoying the licking strokes unto her protruding nipples.

The blonde opened her eyes and looked down again as she heard a “Miaow” after a while. She wasn’t amazed a bit to see the cat’s disappearing hologram upon her huge chest and its simultaneous reappearance between her legs. The cat stared at her for a while and looked down. Cynthia felt two hands unto the soft flesh of her thighs. The hands weren’t visible; it was just a feeling. The only thing visible before her was the tabby cat which was staring down between her thighs.

Cynthia lay silent as her thighs were splayed wide apart in apparent automaticity. The cat moved her whiskered face down between the blonde’s thighs. The animal extended her front legs which were transfigured into two white, human arms. The arms hugged around Cynthia’s thighs and hands began to stroke on their resilient flesh. Cynthia hissed as the cat darted its tongue to lick on her ultra sensitive cunt-lips.

The nymph sighed and bit her lip as the cat made deliberate, quick lapping strokes upon her cunt. She closed her eyes and then arched her back up. The waves of rising lust generated at her perineum due to feline oral stimulation.

Cynthia began to moan when someone’s lips pressed hard unto her slit. She opened her eyes reflexively to see the short-haired head of the lesbian between her thighs. It was sure the cat was completely transfigured into that slim woman, who was now eating her cunt. The woman had pressed her mouth hard into the twitching womanhood of Cynthia, who cried in pleasure as she felt the suction on her clit. The blonde nymph gritted her teeth, shut her eyes tight and strained her voluptuous torso up in extreme pleasure. The vibrating walls of her love canal filled with lust up to the brim as she screamed aloud her orgasm in entire blackness…

While reflecting on that dream Cynthia hissed as she had been stroking herself between thighs and her fingers had pinched on the throbbing clit. The blonde sighed and moved her hand up before her eyes. She stared at the cum-soaked fingers for a while and sucked them to taste herself. The taste felt really good on her tongue. She swallowed her salted cream in an instant. Before dreaming about cat/woman, oral sex was one of the most disgusting, very dirty things for Cynthia, but now it felt desirable to her. She couldn’t deny that it was so good, so intriguing, and so full of pleasure.

Cynthia switched on the bedside lamp and looked around for wall clock. It was half past five and everything about the bedroom was still quiet. She turned to right and reached for her cell phone on the nightstand. She wanted to tell Denise about her dream and knew inwardly that her friend would be very excited to hear it. Being an amateur student of Psychology Denise seemed best at calculating the visions and perceptions.

Cynthia opened the “Contacts” folder and scrolled down to locate “Denise”. But she changed her mind to call her friend as the number appeared on screen. It looked too absurd to call Denise at late night just for telling a dream.

She smiled to herself and put the cell phone back on nightstand. After lying on bed she covered her naked, voluptuous body under the sheet and thought to call Denise some hours after then. It would be a stimulus for Denise to think on something new and interesting.

Cynthia called Denise at around 8.0 am and expected the question as she told her about dreaming the same scene for five consecutive nights.

“What! A dream? Last night?”

“For last five nights, if I can correct you.”

“Yeah ok… for five nights. Are you sure it was the same dream?”

“Of course I’m pretty sure. The same dream for five nights.”

“Wow, interesting!” said Denise, feeling the excitement growing inside her. “And what did you dream about?”

Cynthia told her all the juicy, yet bizarre details of her dream. Denise heard her friend intently and bit her lip but Cynthia could hear an occasional sigh which had escaped from Denise’s mouth. A strange idea struck her and she frowned. Was Denise feeling the same way about her dream as she had last night?

For some moments none of them spoke until Denise broke the ice. “Have you been watching lesbian porno lately?” she asked.

“What! Oh my, do you know me a pervert?” said Cynthia, smiling at Denise’s question, who knew well that Cynthia was neither a lesbian nor interested to watch lesbian flicks.

“Ummm… no. That’s not what I mean,” said Denise. “And… have you read any comic or fantasy novel, say for a change?”

For an answer Denise heard Cynthia’s tinkling laughter.

“Why should I have to find a change in cartoons or novels? I never expected you to ask me this. You know, fantasies turn me off.” said Cynthia.

That was true. Cynthia always loved to go for long drive, window shopping and cafes if she really got sick of overtime and needed to refresh her mind.

“I asked this to get something about your dream and if I were you, I would’ve inquired into its depths.” said Denise, with special emphasis on her last phrase.

“Inquired into its depths!” Cynthia repeated Denise’s words, “But what’s so special to inquire about? Are you talking about… about my consecutive dreaming?”

“So do I.” answered Denise in a definite tone.

“Oh, still sticking to that interpretation stuff on dreams, aren’t you?” Cynthia said with a wry smile.

“Well, I guess you saw something worth of interest in your dream. You are the one who told me about it.”

“If I tell you a dream, should it mean I’m truly interested to let you know what was in it?” Cynthia commented in her “dreams are just dreams” tone.

“You never discussed any of your dreams with me before now, did you?” said Denise.

“Yes I never did but…”

“But you dreamed something very strange which was never watched, read or liked by you. Nevertheless you dreamed it for five nights without any break or change. If dreams are unreal, can you explain why this happened to you? And can you tell me why it’s so special to discuss this when you don’t believe on things like dreams?”

Cynthia, for the first time, couldn’t shed off Denise’s question regarding dream, who was asking it based on her confirmations. She considered at her friend’s words for a while and said, “That’s what I’ve been asking myself since last night.”

Denise said, smiling in triumph, “It’s just because you are confused about the dream, my friend. Mark my words. If any thing like this confuses you, just try to act it out.”

“What?” Cynthia spat out questioningly.

“I said try to act out your dream.” Denise repeated her words in a firmer tone.

Cynthia laughed. “Very funny! And how come I can act out my dream?” she asked unceremoniously.

“I’ll tell you when we meet in person and that’s for sure you’ll feel the difference.” said Denise; her tone was still firm.

“Feel the difference for what?” asked Cynthia.

“That if you act it out, you won’t be dreaming this again.”

Cynthia fell silent for some moments considering on what her friend had just hinted. Denise’s hint was as queer as that dream. But what idea laid behind acting out the dream. Should she be involved in a lesbian or bestial act? Evidently, Denise’s suggestion was helping her stop that dream for good, but how would it work out if she met her in person.

Cynthia couldn’t deduce for any confirmed answer to the questions rising in her mind and therefore she had no choice but to comply with her friend. “Ok. If you say so, I’ll do it.”

Denise smiled to hear her friend’s approval and said, “Very good and very right thing to decide. Can you come to White Pearl Hotel tonight? Just tell me and I’ll go there right now to get a booking.”

“What time it would be?” asked Cynthia.

Denise licked her lips and said, “Say at 7.0 pm. I’ll meet you positive. If you don’t find me there, just send a message. Or… or maybe you won’t need to text me. I’ll try to be there as quick as my bunny.”

Cynthia laughed at this. They said “bye bye” to each other and hang down the receiver.

Denise turned to her bedroom, smiling to herself. She looked at her reflection in the mirror of dressing stand and puffed the compact powder on her face. No sooner was her face made up, then she smiled at her reflection. Winking at it, she said in a deliberate, low voice, “Miracles do happen Cindy darling. Tonight you’ll believe on them.”

Unlike Denise, Cynthia’s day wasn’t much busy and therefore she returned home earlier than usual. She received a call from Denise at about 4.30 pm, who told her that she had to ask for Room 19 at the reception counter when she would reach the hotel. Cynthia wanted to ask Denise about her idea to act out the dream but said instead, “Ok I get it”. It was an exciting yet crazy thing for a realist like Cynthia to meet a friend out of home for stopping nothing but a repetitive dream. Inwardly she felt herself to agree with Denise. If everything was solved out with a friendly help, she could have a sound, dreamless sleep.

At around 7.10 pm that night, Cynthia entered the luxurious White Pearl Hotel. Men and women turned their heads to look at the extremely beautiful blonde, who looked gorgeous in her white satin blouse and tight hugging Denim skirt. Cynthia seemed oblivious about that and walked straight to the reception desk. The receptionist was a cheeky, young redhead who flashed a smile at the blonde and spoke in her childish voice, “How can I help you Ma’am?”

“Room 19.” Cynthia replied in a casual tone.

“Excuse me Ma’am.” the receptionist said and turned. She typed something and tabulated figures appeared on the computer screen. She looked back at Cynthia and said, “I’m sorry Ma’am. The room’s already booked to Miss Denise…”

“I’m her friend. Name’s Cynthia Saint.” She interrupted her in mid-sentence.

The smile flashed again on cheeky girl’s lips. “Surely Ma’am.” She said and moved her hand below desk to fish out the key. The smile resumed on her lips as she spoke again. “Our porter will accompany you in no time.”

She rang the bell and a slim clean shaven man rushed to the reception desk. The receptionist instructed on guiding Cynthia up to Room 19, as she handed him the key.

Denise was no where at the hotel. Cynthia followed the porter silently to enter Room 19 and tipped him as he bowed before her to leave. She looked around the well decorated room and in an instant everything about it seemed familiar to her. It was evident she had never been to that hotel before, yet Cynthia felt that she had already been in Room 19.

She turned around and looked at the double bed covered by a violet plush sheet. The bed also looked familiar and so did the sheet. She frowned and walked slowly to it. Sitting on the soft luxurious mattress she roamed her hand on the plush, thinking intently. And suddenly it struck into her mind. She had seen the very interior of room in her dream.

Dumbfounded, she looked around the room again. The drapery hanging over the opposite walls looked refreshing but for Cynthia it was amazing to see it as familiar as the bed or its sheet. She turned her head to look at the closed door, but shook her head the next instant. It was impossible, absolutely non existent for an ordinary tabby cat to enter her luxurious room and exhibit fantastic feasts of transfiguration. What a ridiculous thing it was to believe that there was a cat anywhere in the world which could transfigure itself into a short-haired, slim woman… and thinking of the short-haired woman, she was struck again by another idea.

Denise’s profile had reflected in her mind. She was also a short-haired woman who had an almost flat figure, like that of a man’s. On the contrary Cynthia had a figure blessed with perfect voluptuousness. She was prettier and more of a woman than Denise. Was Denise suggesting her something unusual? Had her friend hinted her of acting out the dream with her involving the lavishness of lesbian love? Couldn’t Denise be fitted as the short-haired woman in her dream who lay atop her before kissing her lips as a feline woman, licking her huge tits as the cat and eating her snatch in her real self? She was the one who had suggested acting out the dream just as the feline woman had purred to her to act out something in that dream.

Yet some sharp questions raised in her mind the next instant. Had Denise called her deliberately and knew well what she really wanted with her? Was her best friend a pervert, who always preferred women as bed mates? Did she choose Room 19 just to press her idea on Cynthia that dreams do turn out a reality? Could it be possible that she found an alibi for calling Cynthia at hotel and sleep with her just to fulfill her lesbian lust?

Those antagonistic thoughts battled into Cynthia’s mind. She sat silent on bed in mingled feeling of appreciation and fear for her friend. But after a while she got up deciding finally. For the first time in her life she felt determined to get through the lesbian sex. It wasn’t wrong; never would it be a wrong thing for Denise making love to her passionately. If Denise was playing on something fishy, she had made a very poor excuse for calling her at the hotel after hearing nothing but a dream. It inspired Cynthia greatly that Denise had really held out a helping hand to her. She was a friend indeed.

There was click at the door and it opened slowly. Cynthia turned around in start to look at it. She stared in awe as the door was pushed slowly into the room. It would be a moment’s matter. Then the tabby cat would be lurking into the room…

And the short-haired head of her friend peered into Room 19. Cynthia stared at her entering friend in frozen amazement and sighed in relief as Denise smiled at her.

“You all right? The chick told me you’ve been here a short while. Just stuck up in the evening traffic. It’s a nuisance you know.” Denise said as she closed the door and locked it. To Cynthia, she looked formally dressed in blue top and black pants.

“I’m ok. You are about in time.” Cynthia replied in a soft, relieved tone.

“Thought I was late. Felt myself getting bullshit.” The smile had faded from Denise’s face as she said in an irritated tone, walking to the bed and flung herself down on the double bed beside her friend.

Cynthia stared at Denise solicitously and asked, “Are you feeling bad? Care to order champagne?”

Denise turned her head to stare at Cynthia. “Feeling bad! Why would I be? Instead I’m as excited as a barking dog.”

“Me too.” Said Cynthia; her tone was casual. “I was just wondering if you are really tired.”

Denise seemed too excited to hear Cynthia. She put down her bag and said, “I thought to get a look at the mall before coming here. It can never be a window shopping once you stand on the escalators and watch people making funny gestures.”

“You’ve been at the mall and didn’t care to tell me what you were planning for the eve.” said Cynthia to her friend in a frowning complaint.

“I was just… erm, pardon me for not asking you some refreshment. Thought you wouldn’t like the idea.” Denise said without looking at Cynthia. She had a guilty, yet funny look on her face.

“Why would I not like it?” asked Cynthia. She couldn’t get to what Denise had just said.

“Let’s get it like this.” Denise said in a matter-of-factly tone. “We are here to act out your dream but… but I thought you may see it the worst of way.”

She fell silent, seeing a questioning look on Cynthia’s beautiful face and continued, “Well, you never liked perverts and think lesbians as some psychotic bullies. Dreams have always been the unreal things for you. Some pointless perceptions, so to speak. Instead, you had an erotic dream for five nights. Very odd thing in its sense, it made your sleep less comfy. So I thought to help you the instant you told me all about it. I figured out the best way to stop the dream for good. Acting it out, of course. But I suppose you didn’t get me then when you agreed to my suggestion and even now you don’t have an idea for this.”

Cynthia said nothing in answer for a while and they continued to look at each other before she spoke: “No Deni. I know exactly what the meaning of your hint was.”

Denise stared at her friend in disbelief. “You… You know it?” She asked in an apprehensive tone.

“Yes. Before your arrival, I realized what you actually said by acting out the dream. If you’d be asking me the meaning of this, I’d simply tell you to look around the room. See what you can make out.” Cynthia said in a casual tone.

Frowning at her friend’s words, Denise turned her head. She looked at the hangings and paintings which decorated the interior of room in a refined taste.

“Do you get something?” Cynthia asked her.

Denise looked at Cynthia in what’s-so-special way and shook her head in response.

“Ok. What idea you’d get after looking at the bed sheet?” Cynthia asked Denise; she was still casual.

Denise stared down at the violet plush which covered the bed. She looked up at Cynthia with a got-non-at-all-yet expression and saw a satisfied smile on Cynthia’s full, pouting lips. It confused her even more.

“You are giving me a jig, aren’t you?” She said.

“Ask me and I’d say it’s so apparent. Acting out my dream means I must be subjected to some lesbian sex. And there isn’t any reliable person for this but you. You thought it a best way to help me have the sound sleep at nights without that dream. That seems true you never knew the interior of this room but I had dreamed it for last five nights. This bed and its sheet helped me how I should decide. Your suggestion was purely a helping hand. You’ve made me realize there is nothing pervert here. And I believe you never lusted after me because you wanted to help.”

Denise looked closely at Cynthia and felt the heat of affection rising in the heavy-lidded blue eyes. She began to smile and moved her hand to stroke one soft cheek. Moving closer a bit to her beautiful friend, she asked in a soft tone. “Do you really want me to help, Cindy?”

“Yes, I do. Help me Deni. Help me the way you want to.” Cynthia replied in whispering warmth. Her eyes searching into Denise’s.

Denise moved even closer and her mouth met Cynthia’s pouting lips. It was a warm, soft kiss which kept their mouths glued together. Cynthia closed her eyes savoring the care and affection so demanding in passion.

They didn’t break the kiss for long and Cynthia felt her lips getting sucked forcefully by Denise’s hot mouth. The short-haired woman hugged her friend who was prettier, bigger and sexier than her. Keeping her mouth pressed unto Cynthia’s and holding her tight in warm embrace, Denise shifted herself to stoop unto her. Their kiss broke momentarily as Denise got off the bed, pulling Cynthia to her feet alongside.

They stood by the bed, in a warm mutual closeness and their lips met again in a deep sucking kiss. Cynthia hugged Denise around shoulders as she felt her skinny friend’s hands roaming down her back and stroking the ample Denim-covered cheeks.

Denise sucked Cynthia’s lower lip and instantly kissed her pouting mouth, cheeks, eyes and ears. The blonde closed her heavy-lidded eyes, savoring the closeness as Denise sucked her earlobes and licked the resilience of her throat.

After showering little kisses on blonde nymph’s face, Denise moved her hands to unbutton the blouse. Cynthia smiled affectionately at Denise, whose deft hands had taken the material off her taking torso. She raised her arms as Denise reached around her voluptuous form and unhooked the white bra.

The bra lazily slipped off Cynthia’s pendulous tits. Denise looked at them in a lusting stare. As if enchanted by massive melons, she began to stroke their firmness and tried to cup them. It seemed to Denise that her hands were too small to enclose those firm jugs. They presented a beautiful sight with white tan lines tracing the shape of bikini bra.

Denise held each of Cynthia’s breasts playfully and stooped down. The pink coarseness of her friend’s protrudent nipples was inviting and unable to stand more, Denise opened her mouth to take the right teat first. She sucked and pulled at its soft protrusion. After licking it in a long upward stroke Denise turned her head to suck on Cynthia’s left nipple. She pulled its ultra desirable texture into her mouth in a smack and licked it in quick twirls.

Cynthia felt the desire well up inside her as Denise continued to smack on her jugs and suck the swelling nipples fervently. She closed her eyes as Denise’s tongue licked her huge bubbies, tracing the bikini tan lines. Denise was also enjoying what she was doing to her gorgeous, ample-curved friend. She was feeling the weak sweaty taste on her tongue as she lapped on the huge mammas. Never had she licked the taste so delicious, so intriguing like that before.

Denise pulled hard on Cynthia’s nipples, which slid out of her sucking mouth in smack. She held Cynthia at her curved out hips and sank slowly on knees, as she trailed the kisses down on her naked belly. Her hands were trembling as she fumbled with the button and zipper of Cynthia’s tight hugging skirt. She pulled quickly at the Denim material which fell on the floor, sliding down the blonde’s smooth-toned thighs.

Cynthia thought to step out of her fallen skirt but held herself back as she felt the fingers tugging into the waistband of her white knickers. Denise was quick to strip her naked. It was the part of her friend’s person, Cynthia never knew. Denise’s mouth felt good at her nipples; her hands were gifted in making swift strokes and quick well-timed stripping. Perhaps Denise wasn’t realizing about the perfection of her own ministrations just as Cynthia had judged them. It was elating for the blonde to observe that she was accompanied by a friend, who knew well how to kiss and love a woman.

Denise pulled down Cynthia’s white panties and helped her friend to step out of the irregular heap of garments. She stared for a while at the shaven pink slit between the vertices of white thighs and moved closer to blonde nymph’s lower body as if she was open-mouthed in trance. Hugging gently around Cynthia’s soft-toned thighs, Denise buried her face between them. Mouth still open, she pressed it on the inviting pungent womanhood of her friend.

Cynthia hissed and closed her eyes as she felt a very pleasing sensation. She knew at once what had caused it. Denise’s mouth was rubbing unto her ultra sensitive, pink labia. The tip of her tongue licked on Cynthia’s slit in upward and downward strokes. The blonde beauty bit her lip. She parted her legs slightly, holding on her short-haired lover’s head and shoulders. Denise seemed oblivious of Cynthia’s holding hand and continued to rub her mouth on the delicious sweetness of shaven slit; her hands were stroking on Cynthia’s huge ass cheeks, occasionally squeezing them.

Denise kept her mouth glued to Cynthia’s ultra sensitive pussy. The pungency wafting out of the licked cunt was intoxicating and Denise wanted to eat the honey in perfect savor. To follow her wish for taking Cynthia up the peak of lust, she got on feet. Guiding the voluptuous blonde to lie on bed, Denise pushed her gently backwards on the bed. Without getting naked herself, she lay atop the nude form of Cynthia and pressed her mouth on blonde nymph’s full lips to suck them. Cynthia kissed her friend back and opened her mouth to receive the invading tongue. She responded equally to Denise and their tongues danced together searching the corners of two mouths locked together.

Denise rubbed her mouth unto Cynthia’s and sucked her lips. Cynthia closed her eyes as Denise kissed her smooth-toned throat and continued to slobber down her huge chest. Her face seemed to sink into the valley between those huge mountains for a while and emerge out over the right boob to lick its massive firmness.

She kissed the breast and lapped on the pink nipple in long upward strokes. Pursing her mouth over the protrudent hardness, Denise took it into her mouth. She sucked the teat in slow deliberation. Cynthia’s nipple slipped out of Denise’s mouth in forced suction. She licked the coarse textured areola again before turning her head to left jug.

Denise darted her tongue out and ran its tip on the huge melon. She licked the nipple and quickly took it into her mouth to suck harder. It seemed an attempt to pull the entire mass of breast but Cynthia’s nipple merely escaped the closing lips of Denise during forceful suction.

Denise licked Cynthia’s left nipple before slobbering down her flat tummy. She continued to crawl backwards above her, licking the softness of her thighs and shins in long strokes. Cynthia giggled as Denise licked the soles of her feet but then she felt excited as before while feeling the sucking pull of Denise’s mouth on each of her toes.

Slobbering down Cynthia’s bigger soft form, Denise had deliberately missed to eat her delicious tart. She looked up hungrily and found the sight absolutely inviting. Cynthia’s thighs were splayed apart after Denise had sucked the white-toned soles and the shaven cunt was glistening between them in its pink splendor.

After crawling forwards like an over grown lizard, Denise positioned herself between the splayed thighs. For a moment she looked at her friend. Cynthia was looking back at her. A beauteous smile played on her full lips. Her face looked so nymphish, so pretty in the golden pool of abundant hair. Denise stared fleetingly at the rise and fall of her huge tits in each breathing move of chest. She licked her lips and her eyes rolled down to the inviting pink flower. She said in an undertone “Time to do it, Cindy darling.”

Denise put her hands on the inner aspects of Cynthia’s thigh and splayed them gently. The view of wrinkled labial folds was mouth-watering. Denise stooped down and darted her tongue. It lapped on Cynthia’s cunt in upward and downward strokes. Denise pressed her open mouth on Cynthia’s front door to rub her lips over it.

“Aaaah… Aaaah… Ooooh… ” Denise heard Cynthia’s sighs and low-toned moans. She increased the lingual and oral pressure on blonde’s pussy. The salty taste of Cynthia’s entrance was intriguing to Denise as she sucked on its light brown folds. They slid out of her mouth as she smacked on her blonde friend’s pussy.

Sniffing on the pungent wetness, Denise licked, lapped and sucked the salty yoni. Cynthia shuddered and moaned louder as her friend’s sucking mouth glued unto her ultra-sensitive pussy. She grew wetter in no time. The blonde shut her eyes tight. She squeezed her own tits, pinching the hardened nipples. Her love canal seemed to vibrate in lusting heat as thick juices began to ooze out into Denise’s sucking mouth. Denise pressed her mouth harder unto Cynthia’s pussy as it spat gushes of girl-cum into her oral cavity. Passionate to drink Cynthia’s orgasm she licked all the juice off her cunt and sucked the labial folds in smack.

Denise shifted herself to raise Cynthia’s thighs above her shoulders and hugged them around. Her hands roamed over their soft flesh as she pressed her mouth unto Cynthia’s cunt. She sucked and licked the light brown folds, occasionally kissing them.

Cynthia squeezed her own tits and raised her torso as she felt the intense pleasure filling into her loins again. Denise sucked her pussy hard and licked it where the ultra sensitive clit lay hidden under the folded blanket of skin. For her perfect oral service, Denise was awarded with another drink of Cynthia’s salted cream within a few minutes.

Denise didn’t stop to eat Cynthia’s snatch. She released her friend’s thighs and moved her hands to push them more apart. Cynthia hissed as Denise stretched her labia manually. She licked Cynthia’s pink entrance and her tongue-tip stroked over the uncovered clit. She pursed and closed her lips on the engorging protuberance.

“AAAHH… UMMM… UMMM… AAAHH… ” Cynthia screamed out of intense pleasure as the walls of her cunt shuddered. Denise’s hot mouth pressed and sucked on her clit. The blonde nymph pinched her own nipples and bit her lip as the lust rose to the brim of her hood. Denise licked her lubricated entrance before sucking the clit again; harder this time. Cynthia screamed aloud as she reached her third orgasm. Denise drank the honey as she pressed her mouth open unto Cynthia’s vaginal entrance.

Denise licked her friend’s cunt clean and then moved forwards to suck her nipples. She lay atop the blonde, kissing her pouting mouth. Cynthia sucked Denise’s lips to taste her own cream.

“We’ve made it Cindy. You won’t dream it again.” Denise whispered to Cynthia, embracing her warmly. “Tonight you’ll see it yourself.”

“Thanks for the helping hand, Deni. It was really great.” Cynthia said in a contented smile.

“You are wrong.” Said Denise matter-of-factly.

“What? But you helped me!” said Cynthia. She couldn’t get why Denise had said her wrong.

“You said it was a helping hand. Shouldn’t we say it was a helping mouth?”

They laughed together and Cynthia said, “Like hand, like mouth.”

They kissed each other and Denise made love to Cynthia to please her more.

After leaving the hotel at around 10.30 pm, Denise accompanied her friend on the way back home. Cynthia retired contentedly to her bedroom and fell asleep without taking her clothes off.

The bizarre lesbian dream never disturbed her nights again.

About the Author

Name: Monica Marshal Sex: Female Age: 19 years Figure: Skinny Height: Tall Orientation: Lesbian Status: Attached Smoke: No Drink: Yes