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Training Tara (FF, work)
A fantasy by Cindy c 1996
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Hi, my name is Cindy. Until recently I've always considered myself
pretty normal as far as sexual preferences go. I mean, I'm 24
years old, married, and consider myself to be a very attractive
blonde, 5 foot 3, 35-23-34 woman. I had only had fleeting thoughts
about being with another woman sexually. I was curious as to what
it would be like but had never made any efforts to find out. I'm
very open minded where sex is concerned though and have always
loved to try new and interesting things. Recently I had the
opportunity to find out what I was missing.
I work as a secretary at a local law firm. I went in to work as
usual on a Friday morning and found that a new girl, Tara had been
hired as an addition to the secretarial pool. She had just moved
into town and didn't know anyone and had just started to learn her
way around town. My boss tasked me with the job of teaching her
what she needed to know and making her feel at home.
Tara was a very intelligent woman, 23, brown hair, hazel eyes, and
a trim, athletic body. She learned quickly and we got along
wonderfully. Before the day was over we were good friends. As the
workday drew to an end I asked her if she would like to drop in
for dinner, as my husband was away until the following evening.
She agreed since she didn't know anyone else anyway. We made
arrangements, I told her where I lived and we parted.
Tara arrived around 7:30. It was the middle of summer and she was
dresses to season in a crop top baring her slim, well tanned tummy
and black spandex shorts. She had a wonderful shape...nice, well
toned legs, firm backside, and I would guess about a 36 inch bust.
I could tell she exercised to stay in shape because I couldn't see
a wrinkle or flabby spot anywhere. I invited her in and we made a
couple of drinks as we tried to decide what to do for dinner. We
didn't feel like making anything and finally settled on ordering
Chinese. We talked and listened to the radio as we waited for our
orders to arrive. I sat next to her to show her some of my old
high school pictures and noticed the perfume she was wearing. It
was a very light scent, sweet but musky at the same time, and
mixed wonderfully with her own natural scent. We had a few more
drinks and continued talking. By the time the food had arrived we
were both beginning to feel the effects of drinking on an empty
stomach. The saki we ordered with the food didn't help matters
either.
Around 11:00 or so we were almost to the point of being completely
drunk. I was in a silly mood brought on by the alcohol and so was
Tara. We would giggle at every little thing. I laughed at
something Tara had said and rolled off the sofa onto the floor,
knocking the coffee table several feet in the process. This threw
us into an uncontrollable fit of laughing that didn't stop for
several minutes. Once we finally settled down I told Tara that I
had struck my back on the edge of the coffee table. Tara asked if
I would like for her to massage my back, telling me I would feel
better if I got the soreness out now instead of waiting. It
sounded logical to me so I said OK. She disappeared into the
bathroom and came out a few seconds later with a bottle of lotion.
She told me to lay on the floor on my stomach. I did as she said.
Once down there I found that I couldn't tilt my head back far
enough to drink. This struck me as being funny and I started
giggling again. Tara, paying no attention to my giggling fit,
straddled me and began applying lotion to my back. I was wearing a
cut-off shirt with no bra so she had easy access to my back. She
began rubbing my back and in no time her wonderful hands had my
full attention. I'd never received a massage from another woman
before and was surprised at how good it felt. After a few minutes
she suggested I take off my top so she wouldn't ruin it if she got
lotion on it. I said OK, it sounded like a reasonable thing to me.
I sat up and quickly took my shirt off, baring my perfectly shaped
breasts for her inspection. I giggled and told her I had never had
this done by a woman before. She flashed a confident smile and
told me to just enjoy it. I lay back down and she continued to
massage lotion onto my back, every so often wrapping her hands
around my sided and brushing them lightly over the sides of my
breasts. Her hands had a certain strength but her touch was light
and sensual. I had to admit I was beginning to get turned on. We
were both silent. I could hear her breathing becoming slightly
faster and noticed mine was also, in perfect unison with Tara.
After another few minutes she asked if I would like for her to
massage the rest of me. She said she loved to give a good massage
and didn't mind at all. I was getting more turned on, hell I was
down right horny, so I agreed. She said I would have to remove my
shorts so she wouldn't get lotion on them and I agreed. I started
to get up and she said not to bother. She repositioned herself to
mmy perfectly shaped breasts for her inspection. I giggled and
told her I had never had this done by a woman before. She flashed
a confident smile and told me to just enjoy it. I lay back down
and she continued to massage lotion onto my back, every so often
wrapping her hands around my sided and brushing them lightly over
the sides of my breasts. Her hands had a certain strength but her
touch was light and sensual. I had to admit I was beginning to get
turned on. We were both silent. I could hear her breathing
becoming slightly faster and noticed mine was also, in perfect
unison with Tara.
After another few minutes she asked if I would like for her to
massage the rest of me. She said she loved to give a good massage
and didn't mind at all. I was getting more turned on, hell I was
down right horny, so I agreed. She said I would have to remove my
shorts so she wouldn't get lotion on them and I agreed. I started
to get up and she said not to bother. She repositioned herself to
my side and began to slide my shorts down and off my legs. Next
she removed my panties so that I lay bare assed on the floor. I
could feel my nipples growing hard as she began squirting lotion
on first one leg, then the other. She messaged my legs starting at
my feet and working her way up. She was using long, slow strokes
as she moved her way up toward my bare ass. As she rubbed my upper
legs and ass she would occasionally let a hand slip down between
my legs and brush against my crotch, which by now was getting
moist from my turned on condition. Shivers would go up and down my
spine every time she traced the crack of my ass with those loving
fingers, each time getting a little closer to my aching pussy. My
breathing was hard now and I was curious as to where this would
lead. Was Tara getting as turned on as I was?
About 10 or 15 minutes passed as she continued to tease me. I
hungered to have Tara's fingers inside me, finding those little
secret places that drove me into a frenzy of passion and orgasm. I
was moaning softly and was almost to the point of orgasm from her
constant teasing when she stopped. "Roll over and I can get the
other side if you want me to." Hell yes I wanted her to. I rolled
over quickly, almost scared to look her in the face and yet
yearning to look deep into those beautiful hazel eyes to see what
she was thinking.
She asked me if I was uncomfortable being naked in front of her
and to my surprise, I wasn't. It felt wonderful. I told her I was
a tiny bit nervous anyway, but I didn't care because she gave a
wonderful massage and I didn't want her to stop. She laughed and
said she would even the odds a bit. I asked how. "Easy, I'll strip
and then we'll both be in the nude." The drinks we had earlier
were still affecting me and I giggled at her logic. She pulled off
her top revealing her firm, tan-all-over breasts. Now I knew she
was turned on too. Her nipples were swollen and hard. She had
large, dark nipples that must have stuck out a good half inch when
they were hard. I thought they were beautiful. My nipples were
smaller and more pink in comparison but they were just as hard. As
she took off her spandex shorts I watched, admiring the neatly
trimmed triangle of pubic hair. She tossed her clothes on the sofa
and again turned her attention to me. She straddled my abdomen and
I could feel the warm wetness of her pussy. She was sitting with
her crotch against the skin between my bush and my navel. She
applied the lotion and expertly began to massage my stomach and
tits. My nipples got even harder, which I didn't think they could
do. I was emitting little moans of pleasure and avidly watching
her every move. Her hair hung down over her shoulders, framing her
lovely face as she bent forward, then back, making long slow
strokes from my belly to my shoulders, giving my erect nipples a
little attention in between. I noticed that as she stroked down
toward my belly she would point her thumbs backward and rub them
between her legs. This brought my attention back to my own
searing, hot cunt, longing for her to return her attention to it
and make me explode in wonderful orgasmic delight. I looked and
could see little droplets of moisture collecting on her mound,
glittering in the soft light, looking almost magical. Her hands
were making my body feel so good, better than any man could make
me feel. The though crossed my mind that I was thinking lesbian
thoughts and I mentally said "Fuck it!" and tossed the idea out. I
didn't care, Tara's touch felt too good to be something wicked or
evil. I was enjoying every second of her loving caresses.
Before long she moved from her position atop me and began stroking
my legs. I ran my hands over the wet spot she had left on my
abdomen and brought my fingers to my lips. The scent of her love
juices on my fingers was great. I licked the moisture off my
fingers, loving the almost sweet taste of the juices from her
steaming pussy. I was squirming and moaning aloud as she worked
her way slowly up my legs toward my crotch. Finally she took one
hand and placed it on my wet mound and started gently rubbing my
pussy and playing with my pubic hair. "Oh yes" I groaned lightly,
"Please don't stop now !" She parted my pussy lips carefully and
began to rub her fingers across my swollen clitoris and dip the
tip of her fingers into my burning pussy. I was going crazy. I
couldn't believe this was actually happening to me. I did know
that, above all else, I didn't ever want her to stop. Tara was
really doing a good job. I was moaning loudly now and shivers of
ecstasy were going up and down my spine. I spread my legs wider to
give Tara full access and she immediately took advantage of it.
Deftly she inserted two fingers of her other hand into my steaming
box, still using the other hand to pinch and massage my clit. Soon
I felt my muscles tensing as I prepared to release the orgasm that
had been held back too long. Tara noticed and stopped what she was
doing, moving quickly to position her head between my thighs.
Using her tongue on my clit, still pumping her fingers in and out
of my dripping pussy, she brought me to a screaming orgasm. She
lapped up the juices as I came for what seemed like minutes.
When my orgasm was over she kissed my pussy, and continued kissing
her way up my body, stopping only momentarily to circle her tongue
around my nipples. I was still extremely turned on and wanted
more, much more. She left my nipples and kissed my neck, then my
cheeks, then, finally paused with her lips poised just barely
above mine. I could feel her breath on my lips and smell my own
juices as she licked my lips, circling them gently with the tip of
her tongue. I reached up and pulled her hard to me. I could taste
my own cum as she explored my mouth. We kissed long and hard,
greedy in our passion for each other.
After a few minutes Tara broke the kiss and took my hands, guiding
them over her breasts. Her large, swollen nipples felt wonderful.
I began playing with them, rolling and pinching them between my
fingers, squeezing lightly. She moaned softly, almost purring, as
she again took my hands and guided them down, down, toward her
crotch. Her pubic hair was wet as I parted her pussy lips. She
gasped as I rammed my fingers into her hot cunt and started
pumping, rubbing her clitoris with my thumbs as I explored her
wetness. After a few minutes she stopped me. I soon found out why.
Tara had positioned us so that we each had one leg over and one
leg under the other's, our pussies able to rub against each other.
Tara began to methodically rub her cunt against mine as I rubbed
my pussy against hers in rhythm. Slowly at first, then building up
to a feverish pace, we banged away at each other, cumming a couple
of times each.
After Tara came the third time we untangled ourselves. I wanted to
repay Tara for the service she had given me and I told her to lay
down. I began by kissing inside her thighs, working my way up to
her soaking wet cunt. I could smell the musky odor of our mixed
cum as I got closer and closer to her love tunnel, enjoying the
wonderful new taste of her as I went. Finally I parted her pussy
lips with my fingers so I could get at her enlarged clitoris. I
began nibbling at it and flicking my tongue over it, side to side
and up and down. Tara was going crazy and I was enjoying the hell
out of being able to experience the taste of her cunt and please
her like she'd pleased me. I darted my tongue in and out of her
pussy and continued nibbling and licking her clit, stopping
occasionally just long enough to tease her asshole with the tip of
my tongue. She was bucking her hips and shoving my face hard into
her cunt, almost screaming in pleasure. I could feel her tensing,
building up to a tremendous orgasm. I wanted to drink every bit of
her cum. She came hard, bucking her hips madly against my face as
I lapped up every last drop of her precious love juice. When she
was finished, we kissed a long, slow, passionate kiss and fell
asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning we made breakfast and ate, each of us quietly
replaying the night's love making in our minds. After breakfast
Tara headed home. As she was heading out the door I told her that
Dave would be away next weekend and asked her if she'd like to
keep me company. She smiled devilishly and said she would love to.
I can't wait to see what happens next. I've discovered a new joy
and new passion I never knew I could have, especially with another
woman.
THE END