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Women loving women
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
WOMEN LOVING WOMEN
by Mickey Bee
Part One
I am a young, very successful professional woman, 5'3", 105
lbs., natural blonde and, I'm told, considered quite attractive.
I have a nice figure, which I work very hard to maintain and all-
in-all, I consider myself very fortunate. Except when it comes to
men. With the exception of two married men with whom I've had
incredibly passionate affairs before we went our separate ways,
my love life and, consequently, my sex life, has been one bad
experience after another. Until now.
I had had my fill of men, both literally and figuratively,
so, about a year ago, I made a conscious decision to become
celibate. I still dated, frequently, but I no longer jumped into
bed with my dates as quickly as I did before. I felt I wanted the
men in my life to be friends first, then, if a true, loving
friendship developed, sex would follow naturally. I'm still
waiting.
Celibacy, by definition, has one inherent drawback: no sex,
no relief. Consequently, I became an incessant mastabateur. I
found myself buying (through anonymous mail order catalogs) a
variety of dildoes and vibrators which I began to use religiously.
But as much sexual relief as these marvelous devices provided,
I still craved the warmth and comfort of a gentle, caring body
next to mine.
About six months ago, after a particularly horrendous
episode with an over-amorous date who tried to rape me, all of my
anger and frustrations suddenly boiled over and I found myself
crying uncontrollably in, of all places, the laundry room of my
apartment building. One of my neighbors, a striking Japanese
woman whom I had seen often but never really knew, found me and
took me back to her apartment which she shared with another woman
I had also often seen. After about half an hour, I finally calmed
down and, embarrassed, I apologized to these two wonderfully
caring and thoughtful women, Neiko and Linda, thanking
them profusely for their genuine concern and comfort and I left
to go back to my own apartment.
The following night, Neiko knocked on my door to inquire how
I was feeling. She invited me back to her apartment for tea and
conversation with Linda and her boyfriend, Mark, and I gladly
accepted. It was a delightful evening with truly delightful
people. I learned that both she and Linda were registered nurses
in the famous research hospital not far from our building and
Linda's boyfriend, Mark, a tall, extraordinarily handsome man,
was a resident in the same hospital. Mark had to leave early,
but Neiko, Linda and I talked long into the night about anything
and everything. From there, our friendship blossomed. And it was
wonderful. Occasionally, Mark would join us for a pizza and I
could easily appreciate Linda's attraction to this man. But
something else was going on; something I never would have
suspected or expected.
We had joined a woman's health club together and after one
particularly grueling workout we all longed for the warmth and
relaxation of the sauna. The three of us marched into the sauna
wrapped in our towels, but once inside the incredibly hot room,
Neiko and Linda unselfconsciously shed their towels and stretched
out, completely nude, on the long wooden benches. Being
ridiculously modest, I kept my towel on, but my eyes were
continually drawn to their exquisitely naked bodies. Stranger
still, I slowly realized that I was not only fascinated both by
their beauty and their warm, casual manners, but I was actually
being attracted to them. Sexually attracted.
Neiko was petite and slender and practically flat-chested.
Her tiny mounds were really no more than just puffy red areolas
with exceedingly large nipples. She had the tiniest waist which
flared out into wonderfully rounded hips and a flat, well
defined stomach which sloped smoothly and gently to the extremely
sparse, straight black baby-fine pubic hair that framed her pussy.
Linda, on the other hand, was a tall, Nordic, athletic woman who,
although not nearly as delicate as Neiko, had a perfectly shaped
figure with extremely large yet firm breasts, crowned, like
Neiko's, with very large nipples. As we talked, I'm sure they
caught me staring, but neither Neiko nor Linda, to their credit,
indicated that to me. So as casually and as nonchalantly as I
could, I let my eyes sweep over their glistening nakedness,
getting increasingly more aroused and excited every minute.
As the weeks went on, I continued to date, with the usual,
predictable, negative results. I continued to be celibate
and I continued to masturbate, but with increased frequency and
intensity. But the strange thing that was happening was that the
objects of my mastubatory fantasies were Neiko and Linda;
individually and together as I had seen them in the sauna. My
fantasies were, I'm sure, uniquely naive. As a girl in college I
had experienced some "flirtations" with several other girls which
culminated in an occasional bump and tickle incident, but I had
never experienced a truly fulfilling lesbian affair. So my
fantasies involving Neiko and Linda were extraordinarily arousing.
About a week after the sauna incident, I was returning a
suitcase I had borrowed from Neiko. After knocking on the door
and getting no answer, I let myself into their apartment with the
keys we had exchanged. I stopped at the door and called their
names. Still getting no response, I put the suitcase down and was
about to leave when I heard music coming from Neiko's bedroom. I
thought she had left the stereo on so I naturally went back to
the bedroom to turn it off. The moment I entered the bedroom, I
saw Neiko and Linda, nearly nude, on the bed, making love. To say
I was shocked would be a gross understatement. I was amazed.
Flabbergasted. Speechless. Yet instantly and incredibly aroused.
My first instinct was to leave as quietly as I could; but I was
transfixed. I couldn't tear myself away from the sight of my two
beautiful friends lovingly entwined in each other's arms.
Linda was lying on her back while Neiko, wearing a black
garterbelt and black stockings, was lying on top, between Linda's
legs which were wrapped around her thighs. Linda's arms encircled
Neiko's back, hugging her tightly as Neiko's hands lovingly
caressed Linda's face. And they were kissing passionately,
moaning softly, delighting in each other's lips.
I have no idea how long I stood there watching, it was
probably only seconds, but, sensing my presence, they suddenly
stopped kissing and both looked in my direction. I was so
embarrassed I could have died right then and there. I stammered
an apology or something, I don't remember what, and they smiled
at me. Linda said something like "now you know" and Neiko added
something like "I hope you don't mind." I just shook my head. I
was so torn; I desperately wanted to leave, to collect my
thoughts, but I couldn't. And then Neiko said, very softly,
"please, Amelia, why don't you join us."
I couldn't answer. My heart was racing, my mouth was
absolutely dry and I could feel my whole body shaking. Sensing my
conflict, my overwhelming apprehension and desire, Linda and
Neiko got off the bed and moved across the room to me. I can
vividly recall how gracefully Neiko moved and how sensuously
Linda's large breasts swayed as they approached. Their
bodies glistened with a patina of perspiration and I quickly
noticed how stiff and erect their nipples were. I also noticed
that unlike in the sauna, Neiko's pussy was now shaved clean and
smooth.
Linda and Neiko both took my hands in theirs and held them
gently as we spoke. Linda told me that she and Neiko often talked
about how beautiful and sexy they thought I was and they wondered
if I was bisexual. I told them about my few fumbling experiences,
but that I really didn't consider myself bisexual. Then, smiling
warmly, Linda took my hand she holding and brought it to her
breast, pressing my hand against her warm, damp flesh and said,
in a whisper, that there was nothing frightening about touching
another woman's body, it was the most natural and beautiful thing
in the world. Then, still guiding my hand, she slowly moved it
around her breast, underneath it to feel its weight and firmness,
then up to her swollen nipple to feel its firm, spongy
resilience. "It feels so nice, so warm, so smooth, doesn't it,"
she whispered? And it did, it really did.
I had a catch in my throat and couldn't answer; closing my
eyes, I barely shook my head in response. I was so suddenly
excited and aroused, my legs became weak and rubbery. I could
feel my own nipples growing and hardening beneath my clothes just
as I could feel a familiar wetness seeping out between my legs
and soaking my panties. Linda removed her hands from mine and
raised them to my face, but my fingers remained on her breast,
nervously stroking her long, rigid nipple. And then, while Neiko
gently squeezed my hand, Linda slowly leaned in and kissed me.
The touch of her mouth on mine was absolutely electrifying.
Linda's lips were so incredibly soft, her breath so sweet and
her touch so tender, it was so different, so unlike any man's
kiss. And I wanted more. I pressed my own mouth firmly against
hers, kissing her back, tentatively at first and then more
passionately. I could feel her lips part slightly and then felt
the tip of her wet tongue slowly wash over my lips. Following her
lead, I opened my mouth slightly and allowed her tongue to enter,
gingerly touching it with my own tongue, absorbing her warmth and
wetness. After a second or two, Linda pulled away and smiled. "We
want to make love to you," she whispered and I nodded; I knew, at
that precise moment, I was irrevocably committed.
Still holding my hand, Neiko led me to the bed, turned me
around and the two of them began undressing me. While Linda
pulled my tank-top over my head, Neiko deftly unbuttoned my jeans,
pulled them over my hips and slid them down my legs. On her
hands and knees in front of me, she slipped off my shoes and
helped me out of my jeans. I stood between them, stripped down to
my bra and soaked panties, discarding my modesty as quickly as my
clothes. In a daze, I freely allowed Linda to unclasp the front
closure of my bra and peel the lace away from my breasts. My
nipples, although not anywhere near as large as Linda's or
Neiko's, were rock hard, jutting out from my swollen areolas like
two ripe cherries. Still on her knees in front of me, Neiko
reached up and slowly eased my panties down my legs. I willingly
stepped out of them and stood there, completely and unashamedly
naked as their eyes drifted all over my body.
They eased me down on the bed, fluffing a pillow under my
head and then laid down on either side of me, pressing their
bodies against mine. Their warmth and their softness and their
tenderness were magnificent. My excitement was so intense, it is
difficult even now for me to recall exactly what transpired. I
felt as if I was consumed by a fog of pure, exquisite pleasure
unlike any I had ever experienced. I know we kissed. Long and
deep and passionately; first Linda, then Neiko and then the
three of us together, painting each other's mouths and lips and
tongues with hot, sweet saliva. And as we kissed, their delicate,
practiced hands moved sensually over my body, exciting every
nerve fiber their fingers trailed over, from my thighs to my neck
and face and then slowly down to my thighs again.
They had eased my thighs apart and each wrapped their legs
around mine, pressing and rubbing their wet pussies against my
flesh as we continued to kiss. Their hands found my breasts and
squeezed and stroked and fondled and massaged them in unison. I
could barely breathe and talking was absolutely impossible. My
cunt was inflamed and throbbing deep within my womb, and I could
feel my juices flowing like a slow lava stream down my thighs.
I have no idea how long we continued like that, but all too
soon, I felt, they pulled their lips from mine. Hungrily, I tried
to reclaim their mouths, but Linda smiled, whispering words of
comfort, and helped me up, shifting our bodies. Linda moved to
the edge of the bed and sat up, cradling my head and upper body
in her arms above her lap. My cheek pressed against her soft,
smooth belly while her enormous breasts swayed above my face.
This was going beyond my wildest fantasies and the feelings I had
were so exquisite, I prayed it would go on forever.
With my free hand, I reached up and touched Linda's breast,
gently stroking its full, sloping underside. As I did, I could
feel Neiko's hands on my breasts again, sliding up and squeezing
my nipples between her fingers. Except for my clitoris, which one
lover described as a "hair trigger", my nipples are especially
sensitive. And Neiko knew exactly how to touch them. She rolled
them between her fingers, gently tugging and pulling them
upwards. I moaned loudly, twisting away, but Neiko kept a firm
grip on my engorged buds and pinched them again. My whole body
shuddered and I lost my breath. No doubt encouraged by my
reaction, Neiko slid her hand down my breast, and, squeezing it
upward, sucked my nipple deep into her mouth. My tit just melted
into her mouth and she lapped and licked and sucked my sensitive
nipple as no man ever had. I squeezed Linda's breast harder,
trying to share my pleasure and joy. She moaned softly and leaned
forward, pressing her long, stiff, fleshy nipple against my
lips. Eagerly, I parted my lips and drew her thumb-like nipple
deep into my mouth, wildly sucking it, making her groan with
unrestrained pleasure. I could feel her nipple pulsate on my
tongue and I swirled my tongue around it even more frantically.
As Neiko sucked me, I continued sucking this beautiful
woman's tit like a starving baby. And then it happened; a
strange, hot, sweet liquid suddenly coated my tongue. Thinking I
drawn blood, I quickly pulled my face away and looked at Linda's
nipple and then at her face. Her eyes were closed and she had the
sweetest smile on her face. When I could speak, I stammered
something like "did I hurt you?" Linda just shook her head and
giggled. "No," she whispered, "I'm lactating. That was milk."
I was stunned. Then Neiko lifted her face from my tit and
giggled, too. It was then that I noticed that while she was
sucking my nipple, she was squeezing her own and there was a tiny
droplet of white milk on the tip of her nipple as well. "We're
both lactating," Neiko gushed, "it's one of the greatest joys of
being a woman, don't you think?"
I was in no condition to think. I gasped "oh, my God" and
lifted myself from Linda, looking first at their beautiful faces
and then their breasts which they were both now holding. I looked
at Neiko and suddenly found myself muttering, "I want to see.
Show me."
Both Linda and Neiko were only too happy to oblige. Shifting
positions again, Neiko sat upright against the headboard and
Linda knelt down next to her. I positioned myself on Neiko's
other side and watched as Neiko stroked Linda's head and guided
her to her fascinatingly long, thick nipple. I held my own
breasts, in empathy, I suppose, and stroked my tender nipples
with my thumbs.
As Neiko continued to lovingly stroke Linda's thick blonde
hair, Linda held Neiko's tiny mound in her hand, opened her mouth
and placed the flat of her tongue against the underside of
Neiko's swollen nipple. Then, squeezing Neiko's puffy red
areola between her thumb and forefinger, she began milking her
nipple slowly and rhythmically while tenderly lapping and licking
the tip of it. Then slowly, very slowly, Linda lowered her lips
over the other woman's nipple and drew it deep into her mouth.
Linda's cheeks hollowed as she sucked and Neiko just closed her
eyes and sighed.
It was immediately obvious that these two women had done
this many times before. They knew each other's nuances and
responded accordingly. As Linda continued to coax Neiko's
nipple with her fingers and mouth, Neiko spread her stockinged
legs and slid her long, slender fingers along her smooth,
hairless slit, rubbing her elongated clit in concert with Linda's
sucking, milking movements.
Watching them, I was so turned on, I began squeezing and
kneading my nipples so hard they began to throb painfully. And
then I saw it; Neiko's milk, a thin white stream, snaking down
from the corner of Linda's suckling mouth.
I couldn't stand it any longer. My face went to Nieko's
breast, my lips to her other turgid nipple and I drew it deep
into my mouth, sucking it feverishly. In a matter of moments she
began flowing, squirting jets of hot, salty-sweet, creamy liquid
against my throat, filling my mouth. Nieko groaned and gasped as
Linda and I both sucked her tits wantonly.
A few moments later, Linda pulled away and I had Neiko all
to myself. With complete abandon, I drew her entire tit into my
mouth and continued sucking and milking her blazing nipple and
then, almost simultaneously, our hands found each other's sopping
cunts. Neiko's delicate fingers barely flicked over my throbbing
clit sending bolts of electrifying sensations through my entire
body. I completely lost my breath and had to pull away from her
breast just to draw a taste of air into my burning lungs. But
Neiko didn't stop. Her magic fingers continued to electrify my
clit. And then I felt Linda between my thighs, lowering her face
to my cunt. A second later, her soft-stiff tongue replaced
Neiko's fingers, licking, sucking, flicking, swirling around my
clit.
My hips had a life of their own, bucking and gyrating
uncontrollably against Linda's hungry mouth. I don't know how she
held me down. Her fingers pried my cunt lips open and she plunged
her stiff, wet tongue into my hole, screwing it deeper and deeper
into me. Neiko shifted, pulling herself up, covering my mouth
with kisses as she squeezed and kneaded my tits. She kept saying
"come, baby, come, baby, come." I was on the edge. I was never
so turned on, never so hot in my entire life. I could feel my
orgasm building like a rumbling volcano deep within me. I
screamed, I gasped, I held my breath...and then I came. Once.
Twice. And then a third time like a shuddering explosion,
losing myself completely to wave after delicious, exquisite
wave of indescribable pleasure. And still Linda lapped my cunt
as if it was her last meal. My clit was unbearably sensitive;
even her hot breath on it made my entire body shake and quiver.
Totally drained, I had to pull away. I had to catch my
breath. I had to regain some semblance of consciousness. I
begged Linda to stop. And then I begged her for more. And yes,
more was to come. This was only the beginning.
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Mickey Bee)
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