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Bev's Sexual Awakening (FFF)
written and uploaded by Maxman
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Bev was really looking forward to her double-date
with her and her roommate Sandy, and two guys Sandy had met
through work. It had been quite some time since she had been
out, and even longer since she had had a cock inside of her,
and though she couldn't be sure it woudl end up that way, it
was a good start. She was supposed to meet Sandy and the
guys at the Club Park Bar, a small little hangout on the
east side of town. Putting the finishing touches on her
makeup, she hurried to her 7:30 meeting. But when she got
there, Sandy was alone. "What happened?" Sandy only shook
her head. "You mean we were stood up?" Again, a shake of the
head. "How could they do this?" At last, Sandy spoke. "When
I got here, there was a message at the desk, and it was that
the one guy had made a bet with the other, and the whole
thing was just a set-up. They never intended to be here!"
"So, Sandy, what do you want to do? Want to just stay here?"
"No", she replied, "I know a neat little place a few blocks
from here. I used to go there years agao, and it was always
hopping." So with that, the girls left the bar and started
walking.
In about fifteen minutes, Sandy abruptly stopped
and said "I think we are here." "What do you mean, think?"
"Well, this is where the club was, but I don't remember it
being called Sapphos." "Well, maybe it's just under new
management. Let's go on in." So the girls walked in and
found themselves a spot at the bar. Bev looked around, and
then poked Sandy. "Am I imagining things, or are there only
women in here?" Sandy gave a sweep of the bar, and could
only agree. The bartender overheard them. "You mean you
girls didn't know that this was a lesbian bar?" "No," said
Sandy, it used to be a place called the Sandbar when I used
to come here." "Oh, that closed down about 3 years ago. We
opened up this past summer." Bev shifted uneasily in her
seat, and suggested to Sandy that they leave. But the
bartender again interjected, and offered the first round on
the house if they would stay, and after a quick
conversation, the girls agreed. Slowly sipping at her drink,
Bev started looking at the women in the bar, and began
noting their actions. Just like regular couples, she thought
Dancing, hugging, kissing, and what she thought was some
risque touching. She finished her drink and ordered another.
Hell!, this was like any other bar, just no guys. The music
slowed down, and her mind began to wander...I wonder why
women like other women...don't they miss cock?...her
thoughts were broken by a strange voice. "Wanna dance?" She
looked, and there was a medium-build brunette, cute but not
beautiful. "Hello? Anyone home?" "Oh, sorry, no that's okay,
we're not lesbian, we're here by mistake." "Who's we?" "Me
and my..." She stopped. Sandy was not next to her. "My
friend was right here a minute ago. Where did she go?" The
woman gestured to the dance floor. "Is that her with the
redhead over there?" Bev looked, and sure enough, Sandy was
dancing, rather closely, with a stocky, but
well-proportioned redhead. "Yes, that's her. But I don't
know why she's dancing...she's not gay...maybe it's an old
friend." "Maybe. So you don't wanna dance?" "No, but thank
you anyway." Bev's drink went down very quickly, and the
third one couldn't have come soon enough. After the music
stopped, Sandy returned to her seat. "What were you doing?"
"Dancing, what else." "Did you know her?" "No, but she asked
me, and I did explain our situation, so it was just a
friendly dance. Why didn't you dance with the girl who
asked you?" "Well, she looked like she wanted more...you
know. She looked dykey." They each had one more drink, and
decided it would be better if they left, so they thanked the
bartender and headed home.
Laying in bed, Bev looked across at Sandy, who was
fast asleep. She was quite an attractive woman, and was
well-endowed. I guess a lesbian would be interested in her.
But why me? I"m quite ordinary, my breasts are small...she
began feeling them, as if to convince herself, and her
nipples began to harden. Now she began recalling some of the
scenes she had witnessed, and one hand dropped to her pussy.
She was somewhat surprised at the dampness she found there,
but with the events of the evening running though her mind,
after only a few minutes of massaging her clit, she reached
an enormous climax. Quickly she sat up to see if she had
awakened Sandy, but she was still dead to the world. Bev
lay back and quickly fell asleep.
The next morning was as usual, and the girls went
their separate ways to work. Bev was first to get home, and
when she got her messages, there was one from Sandy saying
she had to work late on a project, and that she would be
home by ten o'clock. Hearing that Bev put on dinner and sat
down to watch TV. "Oh shit! We're out of milk...I'll ask
Sandy to pick up a quart on the way home." So she called
her, but was told by the operator that she had left an hour
ago. Hmmm, why did she lie? Only one thought entered her
mind, and as quickly as she tried to dismiss it, it
returned. "I bet she went back to Sapphos! Now, do I go and
check, or wait till she comes home..." Curiosity won out
over valor, and as soon as she finished eating, she threw on
a t-shirt and some jeans, and headed out. When she arrived
at the club, she stood on her toes, peering thru the window,
trying to catch a glimpse of Sandy. All of a sudden, she
felt a hand grab her ass and squeeze it. She turned quickly
to see the same girl who had asked her to dance the night
before. "Going in or not, sweetcakes?" "Well, I think my
friend came here tonight, and I was, I was just..." "Spying
on her! She didn't tell you she was coming here?" "No, she
said she was working late." "Oh, I see...well, come on in
and we'll sneak around, see if you can find her." So the two
girls went in, and after a few turns and doors, were all the
way across the floor. "By the way, my name is Donna." "Oh,
mine is Bev, nice to meet you." "So, do you think your
friend is a lesbian?" "Not really. All the time I've known
her, she's always been with guys. At least I think only with
guys...Why would she want...no offense...to be with a
woman?" "Well, look at from your point. You like men,
right?" "Right" "But do you think...what's her name?"
"Sandy." "Do you think Sandy is an attractive woman?" "Well,
yes. But.." "And have you ever seen her naked?" "Of course,
we live together!" "OK. Have you ever even THOUGHT of
touching her? Even in the smallest sense?" Bev pondered this
one..."Once when we were at the gym, she asked me to wash
her back, and I thought about washing her front, but only
for a second." "Right, but you did think about it. So maybe
she wanted you to wash her front, but only asked you to wash
the back so as not to offend you. If you had done it, she
might have liked it. Look! There she is with that redhead
from last night." Sure enough, the two were seated at a
small table, not across from each other but next to each
other. It looked as if they were just talking, but Bev
noticed their hands were together on the top of the table,
and they were looking into each others eyes. Something else
was said, and the two got up to dance. Bev watched them walk
hand in hand onto the dance floor, and the redhead put her
arms around Sandy's waist, while Sandy put hers around the
other girls neck. Slowly `Red' lowered her head and her lips
met Sandys in a gentle kiss, which Sandy returned. Not
sexual, but very sensual. Sandy then laid her head on Reds
chest, and closed her eyes. Bev innocently licked her lips
with a moist tongue, totally stunned by her friend's
actions. Donna's voice startled her back to reality.
"Getting you hot?" "Well, yes and no. I mean, it's exciting
to watch a friend, but another woman does not turn me on."
"Really?" Donna said, as she brushed Bev's lips with her
fingers, then traced a slow path down the front of her
T-shirt, gently grazing a nipple as she went by. A small
shudder ran thru Bev's body, and for a moment she was
unsure. Did she like this, or was it just the heat of the
situation? But when Donna touched her other nipple, she had
made up her mind. "That does feel good, but I do not want to
be involved with a woman, like I said." "Suit yourself, but
those nipples didn't get hard because it's cold in here! And
now look at Sandy." Bev turned her head to see the two girls
locked together in a deep tongue kiss, and Red's hands were
planted firmly on Sandy's ass. The song ended, and the two
broke for air, looked at each other and went back to the
table. Then they picked up their things, paid the bill and
headed for the door. "Where are they going?" blurted Bev,
ignoring the obvious, which Donna filled in. "My guess is
that they are going back to Red's place. You gonna follow?"
"Should I? Or should I talk to her about it later? I don't
know, I'm so confused." "I'll follow them with you if you'd
like?" "No thanks Donna, I think I'll just go home." Bev
started to leave, and Donna got in her way. "If you need any
help, here's my number. OK?" "Okay, thanks." Then Donna
grabbed Bev's face and planted a tender kiss on her lips.
Bev fought it, then fought the sudden urge to return it. Her
head was really spinning. "Goodbye," she stammered, and ran
out the door.
Through all her confusion, Bev was sure of one thing.
She was horny! As she unlocked her door, her mind
raced..cocks, tongues, fingers, all probing at her and in
her...She raced inside and tore off her clothes, and began
fumbling through her drawers. "It's in here somewhere...Ah!
Here it is!" She pulled from the drawer a box, and opening
it she removed a 12" hard rubber cock/vibrator that she had
purchased God knows how long ago at a Fuckerware party.
Until tonight she had no need for it, but now...She laid
back on the bed and brought the tip to her mouth, and
fantasizing there was a man attached to it, she licked and
sucked what she could, getting it slick for it's intended
use. Turning it on, she lowered the head to her clit, and
the vibrations gave her an instant orgasm, and she let out a
small yelp. She wanted more, and so she slowly inserted the
huge dick into her dripping cunt, an inch at a time, then
withdrew it, and increased the speed and depth with each
stroke. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" she screamed to no one, as if
her hand had a mind of it's own. "Unghh! Unghh!" Her hips
rose to meet the thrusts, and it was not long before she
felt herself coming again. "Oh God!" she screamed, and she
bucked up and down on the bed and let out a final scream,
and her liquids began flowing as they never had before. She
gasped for breath, but it was hard to find. Her body was
coated in sweat, the bed drenched with come. She slowly
withdrew the vibrator from her pussy, and accidentally
rubbed it against her clit, sending a shiver up her spine.
She turned it off, and was about to get up, when she was
startled by a voice. "What have we here?" She looked up
quickly. It was Donna. "What are you doing here?!?" "Well,
you left your purse at the club, so I thought I would return
it. I knocked, no answer, but the door was open so I let
myself in. Then I heard all this noise, and.." Bev grabbed
the sheets and pulled them up around her, trying to cover
herself. "Well, you shouldn't have let yourself in. I would
have heard you knocking eventually, and, and.." "Hey don't
sweat it Bev, it's not like I've never seen a naked woman
before" "I know, but I've never had a lesbian see ME naked
before!" Donna laughed. "Hey I don't bite. Well, sometimes
maybe" Bev managed a giggle, and was starting to calm down.
"Let me put something on and I'll get us something to
drink." "Oh no, that's OK. I have to go anyway. But I really
liked the show!" Bev's face turned red, and she started to
cry. "Hey, hey, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, hon.
C'mere, don't cry like that." Donna sat down next to her,
and taking a tissue from the box on the night stand, wiped
the tears away. Bev managed a weak smile, and then, looking
up into Donna's eyes, tried her best to speak. "Was I wrong
?" "About what?" "Letting myself get so horny from this
evening." She could not believe she was saying these things
to a near stranger. "Well it depends. What made you horny?
The excitement of watching two people get it on in public,
or the fact that it was two girls?" "That's what I am so
confused about. I think it was the openess of everything,
but..." "Well, I think we can figure it out. But you have to
play along and be honest with me, okay?" Bev nodded, though
insecurely. "Alright, when you were fucking yourself, what
were you thinking about? What was going through your mind?"
"Well, I was remembering Sandy and Red kissing, next thing
they were naked and doing all kinds of things to each other.
But I felt like a man was fucking me!" "No women with you?"
"No, well, before I started I was getting images of cocks
and tongues, and maybe there was a woman there." "OK. So, it
was most likely just the brazeness of Red and Sandy, plus
the fact that she is your best friend. Let's just try one
more thing. Kiss me." Bev pulled back. "C'mon, you said you
would go along. Just kiss me." Bev raised herself and gave
Donna a peck on the lips. "My dog kisses better than that!"
"Well, I.." "Like this!" and Donna pulled Bev close and
pressed her lips firmly against hers, kissing quickly and
sweetly. Bev tried to protest but to no avail. And when she
opened her mouth to try and tell Donna to stop, instead she
found Donna's tongue exploring inside, nearly wrestling with
her own tongue. A sudden warmth built up inside, and Bev
returned the tongue, putting her arms around Donna' neck.
The sheet fell away, exposing her breasts to the air.
Donna let her left hand drop to caress the breast,
gently rubbing the nipple. As she did, a moan escaped from
Bev, and she pulled back. "Donna, I don't think we should do
this." Donna kept kissing at Bev's lips. "And why not?
Aren't you enjoying it?" "Well, yes, but.." "Then just
relax." And Donna dropped her mouth to the now-hard nipple,
and began to suck on it, making it even harder. With her
right hand she massaged the other tit, and her left hand
worked it's way slowly down Bev's stomach. Bev knew where it
was going, and she knew she should stop her, but the
pleasure was overwhelming, and when she felt Donna's finger
enter her pussy, she became lost in her ecstasy. "Oh yes,
please do that! It feels so good!" She pulled Donna's head
closer. "Suck my tits! Oh God, yes!" Donna began to rub the
clit between her two fingers, and felt the telltale signs of
orgasm. "You're gonna cum, aren't you?" "Oh yes yes yes
don't stop!" Far from stopping, she increased the intensity.
"Oh oh oh oh!" Bev was now out of control, and grabbed at
Donna's hand with her pussy like it was a vise. Her legs
gave a final squeeze, and she let out a long moan, ending
with a scream. Donna felt her contract, then release, and
the warm spunk flowed onto her hand. She brought her hand to
her mouth and tasted it. "Mmmm, you are sweet tasting
darling! I think I want some more." And without a moments
waste, she scurried down to the bottom of the bed and began
to lick at the still flowing juices. "Oh God, no, no more,
no more...." Donna came back to Bev's side. "Now, that
wasn't so bad, was it?" Bev tried to lie, but she couldn't.
"Yes, it was quite nice, but-" "No buts, darling. Now, I'll
let you sleep on this, and if you want to talk anymore, you
have my number, OK?" "Okay, but I can't promise you
anything." "That's not what I asked for. Only if you want to
talk." "OK. Oh yeah, and thanks for bringing me back my
purse." "You're welcome. I can let myself out." "No, I have
to shower anyway" and she walked Donna to the door. "I still
wish I knew more about Sandy." "Well, ask her when she comes
home. She may be willing to say more than you think. Bye
now." "Bye. Wait a minute." Donna stopped, and Bev took her
hand. "Even if this is the only time, thank you for making
it wonderful." Then Bev gave Donna a slightly wet kiss, and
turned to the door. After she closed it, Donna whispered,
"Goodnight, Sweetcakes."
"Hey! Wake up!" Bev rolled over. Yup, it was Sandy.
"You planning on sleeping all day?" "No. What time is it?"
She answered herself, looking at the clock and seeing
ELEVEN-THIRTY! "Why didn't you wake me sooner?" "well, you
looked so peaceful, and...." "And what time did you get in?"
"Uhhh, oh, I don't know, about, 1, 2?" "You weren't working,
were you?" "Of course I was!" "Well, when I called, they
said you had left hours ago!" This got Sandy a little
pissed. "What were you doing, checking on me, mother hen?"
"No, I wanted you to pick up some milk on your way home."
Sandy recoiled. "Oh. Sorry for yelling. Okay, I wasn't
working. But I can't tell you where I was." "And why not? A
secret rendezvous or something? Come on, we're best friends.
Since when have we had secrets from one another?" "No, Bev,
I really can't tell you. At least not yet. As my friend,
please don't press me." Bev had heard enough. "Okay, but
don't play games with my head. If you're going out, just say
so." "Okay...by the way, you had a phone call." "You mean I
slept thru the phone? Who was it?" "Some guy named Keith.
Said he was an old friend and was in town on business.
Here's his number." Keith. The name rang a bell. Of course!
Keith Rand, one of the first boyfriends she ever had. This
would be perfect! She could see if her fantasies were purely
that, or was there something to Donna..."Thanks, Sandy, I'll
give him a call. He probably wants to have dinner and talk
over old times. We went out a long time ago." "OK, so I
won't wait up for you. I have some shopping to do, then
maybe catch a movie. See ya later!" "Bye, Sandy." She picked
up the phone and dialed, and Keith answered on the second
ring. "Hello?" "Hi, Keith. It's Bev. How are you?" "Fine!
Long time no see. Listen, I'm in town on business, and
thought you might-" "Like to have dinner? Great! Do you want
to eat at the hotel? I hear they have great food!" "Uh,
yeah, say about six?" "Well, I'm kinda hungry. How about
five?" "Ok, then I'll see you here then. Bye!" "G'bye." She
hung up, and immediately began planning her evening. Is he
married? Is he single? Is he...no. She decided that she
would spare nothing, and go with a killer seduction outfit.
Short dress, low cut, but not too low that she couldn't
forget the bra. Panties could also be left out, and she had
that pair of crotchless that was still unused. The perfect
outfit!
The rest of the afternoon dragged, and she was actually
ten minutes early at the hotel. She stood uneasily,
balancing on one heel, shifting back and forth. Oh, I hope
that's him..."Bev?" "Keith?" They approached and gave each
other a long-time-no-see hug. "Boy, time has been good to
you, Bev!" "Well thanks. You still look pretty good too!"
That was an understatement. About six foot, 185 pounds,
properly distributed. And was it...yup. A gold band on his
ring finger. "Married?" "Yup, with two kids. Yourself?"
"Nope. Still single." "Well, let's go sit down, have a
drink, and talk." "Fine with me." They walked over to the
restaurant, and the waiter showed them to their table. "What
would you like to drink, Bev?" "You like white wine?" Keith
nodded. "Well, let's get a nice bottle to share. I am
thirsty too!" The waiter hurried off. "So, what kind of
business are you here on, Keith?" "I'm a rep for a food
products company, and I'm meeting with some guys from
Federated. Final meeting tomorrow, then I head home. Live in
Cleveland now. What do you do?" "Oh, I'm just a little old
secretary at Ogilvy-Johnson. Six years now. Speaking of, how
long have you been married?" "Let me see, almost 8 years.
Nice girl that I met in college. Two boys, 3 and 5. Want to
see their pictures?" "Of course!" Keith pulled out his
wallet, and pushed it across the table. Bev leaned forward,
and the front of her dress fell down enough to expose her
tits to Keith."Oh, they're so cute!" "So are yours!" Bev
giggled, and pulled the material up. "Why Keith, whatever
are you looking at?" "Haven't changed, huh Bev. Still a
little flirt!" The wine came, and they toasted to each
other, and she let him see her wet the glass with her
tongue. Dinner went uneventfully, but the bottle was fast
becoming empty, and the effects were starting to show.
"Well, that was a nice dinner, Keith. Thanks. Wanna go into
the lounge for a while?" He looked at his watch, and said
OK, but he did have a big day ahead, so no later than 10
o'clock. Since it was only 8:30, Bev figured she had plenty
of time for her plans.
Sitting together at the bar, they ordered up some
more wine. "So why is a pretty girl like you still single?
Still waiting for Mr. Right?" Or Ms. Now why did I think
that! "Yeah, I guess. All the good ones seem to be taken."
She gave him a playful kiss on the lips, and squeezed his
hand. "C'mon, let's dance. Remember this song from high
school?" He certainly did. They had been parking when this
song came on, and things got heavy at that point, although
not all the way. "How could I forget." She grabbed his hand
and led him onto the floor. It was slightly crowded, so they
would not be too noticed. "Mmm, you still dance divine,
Keith. Marriage hasn't taken that away." "Marriage hasn't
taken anything away, Bev." Upon hearing this, she dropped
one hand to his crotch, and squeezed his cock. "I guess
you're right!" She noticed that he had not resisted her
advance, so she nestled her head on his shoulder, and
resumed her caress. Now he resisted. "Uh, Bev, I don't think
you should be doing that." But she ignored him, and she
could tell by the hardening in her hands that he didn't
REALLY object. "Why Keith, there's no-no in your eyes, but
yes-yes in your pants!" He looked her straight in the eyes.
"Do you think this is why I called you?" "Yup. You wanted to
do what you never did before. You want to fuck me! So let's
go up to your room and let this big boy out of your pants!"
Neither spoke a word as they headed to the elevator, and
once inside he began kissing and fondling Bev. When his hand
reached her crotch, the hairy mound that greeted him brought
a smile to his lips. "You were planning this, weren't you?"
"As if you weren't?" The elevator stopped and another couple
got on. Keith gave a sneaky look to Bev, and when she winked
back, they resumed their petting, ignoring the other two
people, who got off two floors later. One more floor, and
Keith grabbed Bev in his arms and carried her down the hall.
"Here we are!" He flung open the door, and Bev ran and
jumped on the bed like a five-year old. "C'mere, let me see
what you have for me." She undid his belt and slid off his
pants, then his underwear. A rock hard 10 inch cock was
staring her in the face, and she wasted no time and began to
suck it. "Oh babe, yeah! That's so good!" She responded by
taking him even deeper, and she could tell he was not far
from coming. "Whoa, let's save some of this." She lay back
on the bed, and pulling up her dress, invited Keith to
sample her wares. He dove in and licked fast and furious at
her pussy, and then took her clit and nibbled it. He knew
his wife loved this, so he figured it worked for all the
girls. But Bev was having other thoughts. He felt so rough
and crude, and Donna was-no, this is good. And when he stuck
his tongue deeper inside-yes?no? Still confusion. "Fuck me,
Keith! I want that big cock in my cunt!" Wow! She never
talked like that in high school! "Okay, baby, here it is!"
And in one movement, thrust his whole length into her. Oh!
It felt so good, just like, just like-the other night when
she was fucking herself with the dildo, thinking of Sandy
and Red...no! It can't be! But as he pumped away, she seemed
bored among the pleasure - it did feel good, but not like
she remembered it. And it was almost a relief when he pulled
out and shot his wad onto her chest. "Oh, God, Keith, that
was great! What we missed, huh?" She had never had to lie
before about sex. All a strange feeling. "Well, let me clean
up and head home now." "You mean, you're not going to stay?"
"No Keith, it wouldn't be fair to you OR your wife. But
thanks for a wonderful time and all your help." He didn't
understand what she meant by that, but didn't think there
was any need to pursue it. Probably just a woman thing
anyway. Bev came out of the bathroom all clean and fresh.
"It was real nice to see you again, Keith. Real nice." She
raised up and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and left.
A smile came onto her face, and she knew who she had to
call.
"Hi! This is Donna. I'm either not here or sleeping, so
at the beep, leave you name, number and message. Bye!" Bev
figured she wouldn't be home, and it was easier talking to
the machine. "Hi Donna, it's Bev. Listen, I-" "Hey
Sweetcakes! How are you? Sorry, but at this time of night I
screen my calls." "Oh, no problem." Yes it was. Now she had
to talk TO her. "I figured that you would be out anyway."
"No, I usually stay home on Saturdays. Too crowded, if you
know what I mean. So what's up?" "I think we should talk.
When would be convenient for you?" "I'll be over in ten
minutes, if it's OK with you." Ten minutes. Well, why wait.
Sandy wasn't going to be home for awhile, if at all. "Okay.
See you then. Thanks. Bye." "Bye-bye." Click. Bev slowly got
up, then realized she had better change, this outfit was NOT
for talking. A pair of jeans and a T-shirt. Hmm, same as I
wore the other night when I met Donna. How fitting. Now,
what to drink. Wine? Too suggestive. Soda? Too boring. I'll
let her decide when she gets here. The doorbell signalled
that that was now, and Bev let Donna in. Shorts and a
T-shirt! Also, no bra. Now, why would I notice that? "Hey,
Donna, thanks for coming over." "No problem, Bev. I was the
one who gave you my number, right?" "Yeah, you did, didn't
you. What would you like to drink? Can't talk on a dry
mouth." "A little wine would hit the spot." Oh, well. "OK. I
hope white is alright with you." "Fine." Bev went to the
kitchen to get the wine, and she heard Donna turn on the
stereo, finding some romantic mood music. Boy, she thought,
she's smooth! She returned with the glasses and sat on the
other end of the couch, not trying to distance herself, but
also not wanting to jump in Donna's lap. "Cheers!" "Cheers!"
Bev responded, and sipped from the glass. Tasted better than
the wine she had just had with Keith. "So Sweetcakes, what's
troubling you?" Sweetcakes. Did she call all her girlfriends
that? "Well, for whatever reason, I tried to prove that I
was right and didn't have any feelings for you- I mean
women. So an old boyfriend just happened to call, and I had
dinner with him, and, well, had sex with him." "And?" "And
when I was sucking his cock, I thought about the vibrator.
And when he was eating me, I thought about....thought about
you. And when he fucked me, back to the vibrator again. Do
you think that means I don't like men anymore? Or am I a
Lesbian? Or what???" Bev's arm was resting on the back of
the couch, and Donna did the same and took her hand. "I
think you might have been looking too hard, instead of
enjoying. You could be straight, or bi. Or maybe even one of
us!" She snickered as she said this, then laughed out loud.
"So Donna, when did you first realize you were one of
`them'?" "When I was 14. I had been a bad girl in gym, and
the teacher made me stay late and run laps or something like
that. So when I went to take my shower, no one was there
except her and me, and when I saw how beautiful her body
was, I just knew! Especially when she dropped the soap and
bent over...I wanted to get in there." "Did you?" "Are you
kidding, I was so nervous, scared. She never knew how I
felt." "And when did you first have sex with a woman?" "The
next summer. My aunt had a place in the mountains, you know,
lake and all, and she invited my folks and I up for the
week. Well, one morning my folks went to the lake early, so
my aunt and I had breakfast, and then decided to shower and
go into town. I started the water, then went to get my cap
and robe, and when I came back and opened the curtain, my
aunt was in there already. `Oh! I'm sorry!' `No, that's OK.
I need my back washed anyway.' So I got in and started
washing her back, and I was starting to get excited when she
asked me to do her butt. I rubbed the soap between her
cheeks, and it felt like she was opening them, inviting me.
So, I put my whole hand between there, and she gasped. I
jumped back, she turned around and said `You naughty girl!'
and I started apologizing, and the next thing you know, she
starts kissing me! At first little pecks, but then I felt
her linger and press her tongue against my mouth. `I know
you have the hots for me Donna. So why deny it!' She dropped
her hand to my crotch and started rubbing, and my knees
buckled. `Let's go where it's more comfortable.' So we dried
off quickly and headed to the bedroom. She laid me on the
bed and started kissing me, and this time I was playing with
her tongue." Bev was definitely getting warm. "Yeah, then
what?" "She resumed rubbing my crotch, and then started
sucking my tits, which were quite large then. My nipples got
hard fast, and she nibbled them until they hurt-so-good. She
looked at me and asked me if I had ever had my pussy eaten,
which I hadn't. `Well just lie there and enjoy the greatest
pleasure a woman can give to another.' She dove between my
legs and was licking the outside of my lips, then the
inside, then out again. God! I was going nuts! Then she
stuck her tongue deep inside me, and I felt like, I can't
describe, but it was the best feeling I had ever had before.
But when she started biting my clit, I thought I was going
to fly off the bed! I started screaming, good thing my folks
were out. All of a sudden, ny body started shaking, and I
was getting scared. I had never had an orgasm before, so I
didn't know what was happenning. But I didn't have much time
to think, cause in less than a minute, I came! Felt like my
insided were pouring out of me. But, OH! that feeling. There
is nothing like the first time." "So what did you do to
her?" "Well, we didn't have time to do any more, but later
that week we fooled around again, and every once in awhile
we get together. But she has a lover now." "How many have
you had?" "Oh, about 5 or 6. And an occasional one nighter.
You?" "Well, only one if you're counting women! I've been
with about 10-15 guys, I guess. Not to change the subject,
but do you call all your `friends' `Sweetcakes'?" "No,
you're the first I've called that. Why?" "Well, I wanted it
to be a special name-" She couldn't figure out how to
continue-"from the first woman I have felt something for."
Now it was Donnas turn to be surprised. "When did you feel
that?" "The other night at the club, when you touched me,
like this." And Bev repeated Donna's actions, gently running
her fingers across Donna's lips, where Donna kissed them,
and then down her face to her nipples. "I told you it wasn't
cold enough for your nipples to be hard." Bev smiled. "I
know, but I wasn't sure then." "But you are now?" Bev
responded by pulling Donna to her, and kissing her full on
the lips. She pushed her tonuge into here mouth, and began a
caressing motion, while at the same time taking her tit in
her hand and rubbing it though the shirt's material. Donna
lay back, and Bev followed, now putting her hand under
Donna's shirt. When the nipple was exposed, she broke the
kiss and started sucking feverishly, sending Donna into
ecstasy. Her hand now went to Donna's pants, which slid off
suprisingly easily, and, as Bev had hoped, showed Donna to
be wearing no underwear. Donna's legs opened wide to accept
Bev's hand, and her fingers found her pussy, first sticking
them inside, then using two to surround her clit and massage
it. Donna moaned and clasped Bev's head to her breast. "Oh
yeah, baby, finger me, do me!" Donna's pussy was now soaking
wet, dripping with excitement, and Bev wanted to taste it.
She dropped to her knees, and stared at Donna from there.
She was playing with her own tits, eyes closed. "Eat me,
Sweetcakes. Taste how my love is." Bev responded by licking
the inside of Donna's thighs, slowly, until she was only
inches from her pussy. The smell was both overpowering and
exciting. But she wanted to savor it, so she skipped over to
the other thigh, and began the same procedure. When she
arrived back at her cunt, now was the time. Using her hands
to spread open Donna's pussy, she sunk her tongue as far as
it could go, and was rewarded with nectar. She had never
known a woman could taste so good. She had to have more, so
like a demon posessed, she continued to lick and suck until
there couldn't have been any juices left. When she started
nibbling Donna's clit, just like with her aunt, she came
copiously into Bev's mouth, and Bev did not let a drop go
by. Donna lay speechless and breathless for a few minutes,
then raised up on her elbows and gave Bev a loving look.
"You sure you've never been with a woman before?" Bev shook
her head, and Donna grabbed her and hugged her. "You,
Sweetcakes, are fantastic! I have never been eaten like that
since-""-your aunt, right? First times are always good, for
both parties." "Well, I hope this isn't the last time. Now,
can I return the pleasure?" Bev stood up and pulled off her
shirt, and Donna pulled down her jeans to reveal a very
hot,wet, and horny pussy. Bev stepped out of the shorts and
Donna stood with her, and began kissing her. "Sweetcakes, I
think I love you." Bev kissed Donna and said "I think the
feeling is mutual." Donna put Bev down on the couch, and was
just about to dive in when the door opened. It was Sandy!
Bev quickly tried to cover herself, and Donna backed
away, but it was obvious to Sandy what had been going on.
"Well, what have we here?" "I can explain, Sandy, it-" Sandy
cut her off. "I'm so glad that you found out!" "What do you
mean?" "I mean, I thought you might like other women, but I
wasn't sure. Now, it seems that everything has worked itself
out." "Huh?" "You found out that women are the way." "You
mean, you are too?" "Yup. I couldn't be the one to introduce
you to lesbian sex, because we were so close as friends, so
I concocted a little plan to see if you were interested."
"Plan? You mean this whole thing-""-has been set up. There
never was a double-date with the guys from work. And I KNEW
that you would follow me back to the club that night." "So
Donna was just going along with the plan?" "Nope. She had no
idea." Bev looked at Donna. "So you really DO love me?"
Donna nodded. "And how long have you known Red?" "Karen is
her name. We've been seeing each other for about a month
now. She helped me plan the whole thing. You're not mad, are
you?" Bev took Sandy's hand and pulled her to her. "Not at
all. I am very happy." Saying this, she gave Sandy a big,
juicy kiss. "Hey Sweetcakes, I thought those are for me?"
"Well, we don't want to eat in front of friends, do we?"
Donna got the hint, and while Bev kissed Sandy and removed
her shirt, Donna took off her pants, and with her teeth,
pulled down her underwear. Trying to step out of them, Sandy
slipped, and the three girls fell to the floor. Bev latched
her mouth onto Sandy's tits, and Donna attacked her pussy,
while at the same time fingering Bev's. Sandy and Bev
quickly reached orgasm, after which Donna began to eat Bev.
"I owe you this one!" What a way to pay off a debt!, Bev
thought. Sandy disappeared for a few minutes, and when she
came back in the room, she had a 12" cock strapped around
her waist. "When you're finished eating, Donna, I would like
to fuck my best friend!" Bev stared at the appendage, and
shortly after came into Donna's mouth. Donna pulled back and
rolled Bev over onto her knees, and told Sandy "She's all
yours! For now, at least." For Bev, the wait was unbearable.
She could feel Sandy behind her, touching her with her
fingers, and then she felt a light kiss and a tongue moving
from her pussy up to her asshole. Then she felt the tip of
the cock, and Sandy slowly inserted it, an inch at a time.
"Ohhh, God!, Fuck me with that cock!" Sandy slowly started a
back and forth motion, the dildo finally reaching bottom.
Bev let out a small scream, soon to be covered by Donna's
mouth, kissing her feverishly while she fingered herself.
Sandy picked up speed, and Donna scooted down between Bev's
legs, and began lapping alternately; when Sandy was all the
way in, she licked Sandy, and when she pulled back, Bev. Bev
tried to eat Donna but could not concentrate on anything
except the huge cock in her cunt. "Fuck me Sandy, I'm gonna
cum! Faster, damn you. FUCK ME!!!!" Sandy thrust once more,
trying to push the cock out thru Bev's mouth, and Bev let
out a long moan, and her body shuddered with climax. Sandy
too was cumming, and Donna put the finishing touches on
that, trying to lap up all the love juices oozing from
above. "God, I hate you Sandy!" "Why, Bev?" "Because you hid
this from me for so long." Bev started crying. "I always
thought this was sick, but know that I have done it, I can't
go back. Thank you both." Donna leaned over and kissed Bev,
then Sandy. "Thanks Sandy, for giving me Sweetcakes!" She
was still gently rubbing herself. "But do you think we can
improve our living arrangements?" "Like how?" "Well, why
don't the four of us find a place together? That way, the
friends can still be together, and so can the lovers."
"That's a good idea," said Sandy, who was also rubbing
herself. She was getting hot again watching Donna. "As long
as we can still share." The two girls laughed. "How about
you, Sweetcakes?" But Bev was lost, with a finger inside her
pussy. Seeing the other two girls playing with themselves
was too much of a temptation to resist. She relented
momentarily. "Whatever you say," and she resumed, adding a
finger from the other hand into her asshole. Both hands
going at it to both holes, until she reached another climax.
When she opened her eyes, the other two were just reaching
their orgasms, and once again moans filled the room. Bev
smiled as she lay back against the couch. "Girls, I think
this is heaven!" The three girls slept on the floor in each
others arms that night, and began a new life the next
morning.