Message-ID: <813eli$9705151444@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/813> Path: qz!news.accessus.net!not-for-mail X-Path-Preload: news.accessus.net preloaded to thwart rogue canceller there Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> 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”. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /