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From: theveryred@aol.com (TheVeryred)
Subject: First Time Adventure (F/F)

This story is my first attempt at posting to the newsgroup.  Your comments
are welcomed.

TheVeryRed@AOL.com


The Adventure

Women have always been desirable to me.  I am captured by their bodies. 
The vision of a woman’s body will make me wet over and over and over.  
Men must have some type of reaction or response to me before I am able to
“connect” with them.  Even as a young girl, I would sneak and read 
“nasty” magazines that would occasionally appear at home.  Both of my
parents worked and during the summers I was home by myself.  I remember
lying in bed, never bothering to get dressed.  I would walk around the
house nude feeling the excitement of my audacity.  My days were spent in
erotic discovery.  I would insert bananas, hot-dogs, fingers, candles,
baby oil, anything....in my quest for pleasure.  Sometimes I would try
paperclips on my nipples...I wanted the feel of  someone pinching them and
biting.  

When the magazines would show up it was a special treat.  The nude
pictures of women would immediately create a pool of wet silk between my
legs.  I would run my fingers over the paper, caressing their breasts and
rubbing the incredibly pink looking pussies.  Even now it makes my vaginal
muscles contract.  When I was no longer able to “touch” them because I
felt the need to touch myself more strongly, I would prop the open
magazine up on the pillow and roll over on my stomach.  My hand would push
under my body and come to rest on my mound.  For several minutes I would
just push down on my palm and let the wetness seep onto my skin....my
mound rubbing in little circles, sliding so smoothly on my open hand.  Not
too much later my finger would slip in...always the middle finger.  I
would slide down to the corner of my bed so that my feet and legs could
hang suspended.  This put so much more pressure on my clit and felt so
much nastier.  My orgasms have always been intense, sometimes I would work
my pussy over and over and have 5 in a matter of 30 minutes.  It was
always women I fantasized about...occasionally my father, and sometimes
having a group of men and women at my beck and call.

It was always something I knew I would try, but it took me a lot longer
than I expected.  Twice between college and my early 20’s I was given the
opportunity.  Honestly, I was scared witless.  It wasn’t until the last 6
or 7 years that I began to seriously consider and then pursue the quest.

Initially, there were 3 women that I had met on-line and eventually met in
person.  The first was a “woman born in a man’s body”.  Somehow I thought
that I would rather have the real thing and despite her completing her
surgery and growing nice tits, she was 6’ tall and much larger than
me...it would have still felt like being a with a man.

Woman number 2 was someone I talked with on the phone for a couple of
months. I enjoyed her company very much and she made me laugh.  I invited
her over to study for finals as we were both going to school at the same
time.  She had told me she was a belly dancer.  Of course I had a very
lovely vision already created in my mind.  When she showed up she was at
least 325 lbs at 5’2”.  I enjoyed her company all the same but was not at
all sexually attracted.  She was disappointed.  

Number 3 was a 30 year old married nurse of Thai descent.  She was cute in
her own way.  We went to lunch and a movie together.  She had a “tatooest”
who designed and applied her tattoos.  I’m pretty conservative about what
I do to my body and just couldn’t get excited about tattoos.  She wasn’t
attracted to me anymore than I was attracted to her.

I think it was almost 2 years later before I tried again.  I placed an ad
in the AOL classified section under “Women seeking women”.  Of the very
few responses I did receive, one was from a man.  He said he was looking
for someone for his wife.  Yessiree, he and a million other men.  I told
him I was not interested in talking to men or being part of a threesome. 
However, he did not stop writing.  I finally looked up his AOL profile and
realized that I knew who he was.  I had worked with him 15 years ago.  It
was a very odd sensation.  He was excited when I told him.  He said it was
the perfect situation because we knew neither was an ax murderer etc.  He
begged me to just speak to his wife on the phone.  She was a new wife for
him and 32 compared to his 52 years.  Her name was Lori.

Lori was very down to earth on the phone and I immediately felt
comfortable.  She also had no plans to include her husband in any
potential adventures...that also suited me fine.  We talked around the
subject, stating our curiosity and also reluctance and in the end decided
to meet for lunch at a mall half way between us.  Since she was located an
hour a way from me, I also considered that a big asset.

I was nervous waiting at the mall.  She was a bit late and that added to
my tension.  But, when I saw her I could tell that she was definitely more
nervous than I and also quite a bit more shy.   She was not beautiful, but
more pleasing.  Her hair was dark brown and very shiny and straight.  It
was blunt cut at her shoulders.  She had pretty brown eyes and a couple of
freckles on her nose.  She was pleasingly plump at 5’3”.  Altogether I
could seem myself being with her.  We spent a long time walking around and
talking about all kinds of things and then had lunch.  After lunch she
asked me if I would like to come over the next week to her house..she
added “I have a hot tub.....?”  In my mind you would hear this, “oh my
god...its going to happen!”

The date was set for the next Monday.  I got lost on the way and arrived
30 minutes late.  She had lunch prepared and had made me a Christmas
ornament.  I didn’t like her house...it was messy and smelled like smoke. 
However, at this point I was going for broke...I want to taste her and put
my fingers inside of her.  I was dying to find out if she felt “like I
did” inside and what the sensation of kissing a woman would be like.

I don’t remember much about lunch...we were nervous.  Finally it was time
to go in the hot tub.  I asked...”how are we going to do this...with suits
or without?”  We decided on the suits...it took a lot of pressure off.  So
we are in bathing suits and climbing into the heated hot tubbiest 105
fucking degrees out side and I am getting boiled like a lobster for a
birthday dinner.  We talk and talk and talk and finally there was
absolutely nothing left to talk about....it was quiet.  

“Can I try kissing you?” I asked.  She smiled and slide across the
tub...our bodies met in the middle and our lips touched very softly.  The
first time was a series of soft kisses..exploring.  Inside my head there
was shouting, “My god I’m doing it I’m doing it.”  Our arms went around
each other and our bodies were touching..breasts to breasts, tummies to
tummies.  “We should go inside”, and she lead me back upstairs.   “What do
we do now”, she asked.  

Dripping wet, nipples hard, we both hesitated on what to do next, kind of
funny.  “Turn on the music and lets slow dance,” it came out of nowhere
and my voice sounded amazingly confident.  I took her in my arms and
pulled her close.  I liked her shortness compared to my average 5’5”.  I
had to bend my head slightly to kiss her.  The kisses were long and wet
now...our embrace very close and tight....I stroked her ass and pulled her
mound against mine.  We kept swaying together...our lips almost always
locked...my god she loved to kiss.  

I took her by the shoulders and turned her away and then brought her back
against my chest. She was cold, her suit wet...as I brought my hands up to
cup her breast I could feel the nipples hard and thrusting.  The initial
contact of my cupped hands on her breasts made her moan...I felt a rush of
power and lust.  I pinched the nipple tips through her suit and massaged
them.  Her body leaned full against me..i sucked on her neck and pulled
the straps of her suit down.  She had full low slung breasts.  The had a
slight lift up at the bottom.  Her nipples were huge and brown.  I was
surprised at how soft and pliable they were.  My breasts are much firmer
and full.  “Take me to your bed Lori.”

At the side of her and her husband’s bed, I pulled the suit all they way
down her body and stopped on the way up to suck at her tit.  I felt no
hesitation...I was the aggressor, the one in control...it added to my
lust.  Her bush was dark brown.  I stared at it as I pulled my own suit
down.  “Get on the bed Lori and spread your legs for me.  I want to play
with your body.”  I could see her body react to my words.  I can’t tell
you exactly what the reaction was, but there was a change.  She seemed
more tense, her nipples harder.  “I love your breasts,” she said as she
reached out to touch them.  Her hand pulled and tested my nipples, she
weighed them and squeezed, I began to rub her body.

“Lori, I want you to lie back and let me play.  I don’t want you to feel
obligated to respond in kind unless you want..but I intend to explore your
body and try all the things I have fantasized.”  I don’t know if I just
saw her lips more or actually heard a soft “OK”.  I laid on my side, my
hand holding my head up on my elbow.  I touched her fur for the first time
and it was so exciting.  It was very dark and curly thick.  I stroked
through it with my finger tips and then cupped as much of her mound as
possible and squeeze.  She pushed up with her hips against my hand.  

“Lori, open you legs wide for me....I want to see how pink your sweet
little pussy is...show me how wet you are baby.”  Her eyes closed and her
head went back further into the pillow....her legs opened wide.  I moved
between her legs...my face inches away from her slit.  Using both hands, I
pulled open her lips.  “Oh Lori, you are so pretty, so pink.....I can
smell you now and I know you are going to taste so sweet.....let me lick
your pretty pink pussy baby.....can I?  Are you going to let me lap your
juice up?”   She nods her head yes and my first lick starts below her
opening with a broad tongue and travels up over her clit...I love the mild
taste.  Dabbing at her pussy hole with my tongue...I feel her wetness
spread on my lips and tip of my nose....her hips are slightly raised and
she is pushing into me.  “I’m going to fuck you with my tongue
baby....will you let me do that?”  She just moaned and I made my tongue
hard and long, took a deep breath and thrust up into her opening.  I
pushed as far as I could go and stopped when my chin was against her and
my nose pressing right below her clit.  The best way to describe my mouth
action right at that moment was “munching”.  I pressed in and
munched....she in turn pressed back and bucked like crazy.

I don’t know how long I experiment with different licking and sucking
techniques, fingers in, fingers out, legs over my shoulders, legs spread
wide to the side.  I do know it was a long time.  I pulled myself up and
kissed her hard on the mouth.  Her juice scenting us both.  She liked her
taste also...she licked it off my face.  We are lying face to face,
massaging and pulling each others tits.  My hand goes down to her sweet
cunt and I insert my middle finger and her thighs tighten around my hand. 
Her hand moves from my breast and I feel the first touch of her fingers
spreading my lips.  I think she is surprised by my wetness...but I feel
her finger move down my wet groove and find the soft opening.  Her finger
slides in and a groan comes up from my throat.  We lie there together,
rocking against each other’s hand, kissing frantically.  When I feel my
cum build, it is triggered by a sharp increase in her hip thrusts and her
eyes squeezed tightly shut... a look of pure concentration on her face.  I
push on to her palm and use my hand over hers to guide the touch to just
the right spot.....my body goes to that place and I hear her loud long
moans as I become overwhelmed by the pleasure of my cum.

Lying there together afterwards was very comfortable.  She constantly
kissed me and stroked my body.  I would hold her pussy, my finger inserted
like I was holding her hand.  The kissed became deep again and I pulled
her up on top of me -- her body straddling mine....bush against bush. 
Using her hips I rocked her back and forth on my mound.  “Fuck me Lori,
show me how you hump....don’t be shy, I want to watch you”.  She tried and
I loved watching her...but was still a bit too shy.

One of the bedroom walls was covered by mirrored closet doors, it was to
the side of the bed.  I asked her to get on her knees and face the mirror.
 On my knees, I scooted in back of her, her ass against my belly.  “Look
in the mirror and watch me touch you.  I want you to watch yourself cum,
see my hands fucking you.....look straight at the mirror Lori.”  She
submits, I feel it when she lies back against me and I am supporting her
body.  My hands stroke her stomach, the sides of her body, the tops of her
thighs.  I reach around and hold her mound while I stretch and twist her
nipple with my other hand.  She is staring at my hands on her and I am
staring at her.  My hand is beginning to pump, her hips are pumping
outward into my middle finger dildo.  I’m getting off on my ability to
make her react so.   She begins to twist her own nipples and is jumping on
her knees to pound into my palm.  

With only a slight push, she falls down on to her hands and knees.  I pull
up her head by her hair and she focuses back into the mirror.  From behind
now, I fuck her pussy with my hand and three fingers.  The harder I pound
the wetter she gets.  I place my other hand under the first hand so that I
can sustain the pounding and increase the thrust......I hear a low moan
come from her belly and slide out with incredible slowness.  My arm and
wrist  are killing me but I manage to give her a couple of very hard
upward fucks and I feel a wetness squirt against me.  I hear her say “oh
my god”, and I realize that her juices just squirted against my hand.  My
hand goes still but remains stiff.  She finishes with a couple of slow
circles on my palm and falls face down on the bed.  “You were such a good
little pussy  Lori”.


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