My husband Mel and I are a quiet, middle-aged couple, married for nearly six years now, after having both been widowed some time ago. We generally try to get away for a month in the sun each winter, and this is a true account of what happened to us last year on our trip to California.
For a number of years I had had this secret desire to experience a one-time lesbian love tryst, just to see what it was like and how it compared to the kind of sex I was used to. I finally discussed this fantasy with Mel, whose personal philosophy is that at our age, if there is something we’ve always wanted to do, and it is not harmful to anyone or to our marriage, why not explore it?
So after some protracted discussion of the subject, we found a woman on the Internet who was interested in meeting me. Her name was Leslie and she lived in the Denver area, and since our planned trip to California was to take place in a few weeks, we decided to stop off there and meet her.
Actually, I had no way of knowing who this woman was, nor even a picture to show me what she looked like, or if I would even be interested in her once we met. But Mel reassured me, pointing out that we had made no commitment to do anything, and that Leslie fully understood this. In any case, he would make sure I was not put in a position to do anything I didn’t want to do.
We arrived at the motel where we had agreed to meet Leslie right on schedule. As Mel went into the office to register for two adjacent rooms, I saw a woman get out of her car and slowly approach ours. As I watched her come closer I could feel my heart racing. We had told her what we’d be driving, and she had on the red blouse that Leslie had said she’d be wearing. There was no doubt I was about to meet my possible lesbian lover.
She had the physical appearance often associated with the stereotypical lesbian, being short and a little stocky, with a physique reminiscent of a college linebacker. Yet she possessed a wonderfully appealing smile, and there was a kind of wholesome quality and a feminine air about her that told me I was going to like her immediately.
I saw Mel looking through the office window, watching as we greeted each other. At first it was just smiles and a handshake through the car window, but then Leslie surprised me by leaning in through the window to give me a big hug. Unaccountably, this stranger was suddenly setting off bells all through my body, which rang louder when her lips grazed my neck and cheek as she withdrew. It made the hairs on my arms stand at attention. Something definitely was cooking here!
When Mel returned I introduced them, and we decided we would drop our things in the room and then head out for a quick bite to eat before returning to the motel. We enjoyed a very nice dinner, with Leslie sitting next to me in the booth, but my mind was already racing ahead to the time when we would be together, just the two of us, alone in our room. Our small talk was pleasant, but it seemed an eternity before dinner was finally finished. Mel didn’t have to be told that we were attracted to each other, so he explained that Leslie and I would take one of the rooms for the night, while he would remain next door in case we should need him for anything.
When we returned to the motel, I stopped off briefly in Mel’s room to say good night to him, telling Leslie I would join her in a few minutes. Before leaving me, however, she wrapped me in her arms and gave me a very sensuous and passionate kiss that absolutely made me drip with anticipation. Wanting to return to her as quickly as possible, I quickly thanked Mel for understanding me, kissed him good night and hurried back to my “date,” who by this time had already slipped into bed. Almost trembling with excitement, I slipped into the bathroom, where I took off all my clothes and did a quick freshening up. Then I went out into the dark room and slid beneath the covers, where I found Leslie waiting with open arms. Like me, she was very naked.
The sensations I felt as our two bodies came together and intertwined I had never felt before, nor have they been duplicated since. Thrills and chills ran wildly through me, out of control, everywhere. It was almost as if my body had been wired in a different way, and I was somewhere outside myself, observing it all. I could hear myself panting. I could feel her mouth and her warm, soft, probing tongue gliding back and forth across my lips, before that tongue slipped between them and let me suck on it. I was slowly going crazy with those uncontrollable sensations as she moved to plant a soft kiss in my ear, and then on my neck. And while all this was happening, I kept waiting for her mouth to move lower . . . much, much lower.
This was all so impossibly bizarre. Less than two hours ago I’d never even laid eyes on this woman. Less than thirty minutes ago I’d been sitting in a respectable restaurant, having a nice dinner with her and my husband. Now, suddenly, here I was, naked in bed with her, tasting her tongue and feeling my right knee wedged up against the very wet spot between her legs. It was as if I was in a trance, and yet I was fully aware of each new sensation as she touched, kissed and licked one part of me and then another. I tried to make out her features in the dim light, and I trembled when she finally looked directly into my eyes, licked her lips and said in a very raspy voice, “I’m about to go down there and eat your pussy, Doris! Tell me, are you ready?”
The words went through me like a charge of lightning, leaving me totally unable to respond in words. Instead, I simply grasped her head and attempted to move it down my body. But she resisted, and I immediately realized that she had notions of her own as to how she wanted this to play out so I released her head and lay back, surrendering willingly and unconditionally to her plan.
As I felt her wet, sensuous lips nibbling at my erect nipple, my mind flashed for a second to my husband, wondering what he was thinking at that moment, and marveling at what a wonderful man he was to have agreed to this experiment.
But those thoughts vanished quickly as I felt Leslie’s mouth and tongue traveling downward, leaving a damp trail as she ventured below my navel. It seemed that every fiber of my being was concentrated at the apex of my legs, waiting for her to reach that electrically charged spot. I moaned with something like frustration as her mouth bypassed it with no more than the touch of a zephyr’s breath, her lips finally landing just above and inside my left knee.
I thought I would truly come unglued before I finally felt her lightly probing tongue teasing the general area of my crotch. My hands again groped for her head, attempting to direct her mouth exactly where I wanted it, but as before, it was she who maintained total control. But regardless of her teasing and tormenting, it was obvious that her basic desire matched mine, and soon I felt her tongue and lips locked in on the very core of my womanhood.
Now the fireworks really began. Slowly, deliberately, the tip of her tongue touched my clit, toying with it, barely licking it. Yet the sensations were so unbelievably powerful, so far beyond anything I’d ever experienced in my half-century of life, that I thought I might faint. I lay there trembling, aglow, caught in a web of ineffable pleasure as her tongue increased its pressure and pace. I was beginning to feel a rolling, explosive orgasm approaching, one that was building ever so slowly, teasingly, lingering somewhere way off in the distance. I could feel it first in my knees and my Achilles tendons. Then my buttocks started to tremble, as did the backs of my thighs, and the tiny hairs on the back of my neck bristled upright. My face was flushed and my pulse roared in my ears, thumping with my heart, and then, with my eyes shut tight, I saw flashes of psychedelic patterns and images as my pussy exploded in a climax that left me feeling limp, exhausted and as though I was floating in space.
Eventually I began to refocus, listening to Leslie’s breathing as it subsided along with mine. I was determined to give her some of the same mind-blowing pleasure she had given me.
A little later I lay between her legs, tantalizing her in much the same way she had teased me, then sweeping her to a violent orgasm with my lips and tongue. I felt triumphantly exultant when her entire torso arched up off the bed, suspended in midair, twitching and trembling for many seconds, while I thought that she might very well crush my skull between her thighs if she squeezed any tighter. Her body finally crashed back onto the bed, thrashing about uncontrollably, telling me that I had indeed provided her with an earth-shaking climax similar to mine.
Later, as we lay in each other’s arms, she declared it to be one of the best she had ever experienced. Truly flattering words coming from a confirmed lesbian, I thought. I kissed her, and for a while we just lay holding each other, murmuring words of contentment and happiness, occasionally kissing and stroking each other, until our passion rose again.
Our night continued with uncounted orgasms, interrupted by fleeting snatches of sleep. In the morning I sleepily called Mel, only to discover that he had already had his continental breakfast. He suggested that Leslie and I should spend our last hour together over breakfast, which we did, though we ate only each other.
Afterward, Leslie came with me to Mel’s room to say good-bye. As a surprise parting gift, Mel presented her with a tiny pocket vibrator. She beamed fondly at him and quickly threw her arms around his neck, catching him totally off guard, and planted a huge, wet kiss right on his lips. Stunned, he simply stood there, mouth open and staring after her as she quickly left the room.
We have kept in touch with Leslie since our time together. And she has even subtly hinted that it might be fun for all three of us to spend a night together. Mel seems to agree that a threesome with her would, indeed, be great fun.–D.R., Chicago, Illinois
I was home from college for the summer and working for Doctor Lisa, doing odd jobs around her veterinary clinic.
Lisa, an excellent veterinarian, was a good-looking woman in her early thirties. She had long black hair, nice boobs and a generous rear end. A lot of people I knew were of the opinion that Doctor Lisa was a lesbian, but I had seen her out with a number of different guys over the past couple of years, so I figured the talk about her was just small-town gossip.
I was working late one evening, cleaning up the cages, when Lisa told me to finish up and head home. She said she was just waiting for a customer who was coming to pick up some medicine for her dog. She was wearing a tight T-shirt and very tight blue jeans. I could tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra, as her big nipples were sticking out against her T-shirt like two pencil erasers.
As I was putting away my cleaning supplies, Lisa’s customer arrived. Her name was Karen and she was a fine-looking woman in her middle forties, who I had seen in the clinic several times, usually after hours. Karen was looking very good in a short red dress. Her long blonde hair reached the middle of her back, her tits were a lot larger than Doctor Lisa’s and her cute round ass always turned me on. I found it hard to believe she was almost forty-five years old.
Lisa told Karen she had what she needed in her office. She asked me to make a final check on the animals before I left, and the two women went into the office and closed the door. I began to wonder if the rumors about Doctor Lisa were true.
I remembered that there was a window in the office that looked out onto the storage area in the back. I made my rounds of the animals, and then moved quietly into the storage area. The window blinds were down, but there was a small gap that I was just able to peek through. As I did, my cock came to full attention.
Dr. Lisa had removed her T-shirt and jeans. She and Karen were locked together, kissing wildly, Lisa’s tongue deep in Karen’s mouth. As I watched, Karen slid her hand into Lisa’s panties and began to play with her pussy. Then, breaking the kiss, she bent her head to suck on the hot veterinarians fat, hard titties, while Lisa begged her to suck harder, and to finger-fuck the daylights out of her.
Karen now pulled Lisa’s panties off, then got on her knees and began to lick and suck at Lisa’s cunt. Lisa held Karen’s head in place with both hands. “That’s it, baby,” she said excitedly. “Eat me, suck my clit hard, fuck me with your tongue, honey.” Karen ate away at Doctor Lisa’s cunt, like a kitten drinking milk from a bowl, and soon the good doctor cried out as she came into her customer’s hard-working mouth. I had been jacking my cock while watching this, and now I shot a huge load against the storage area wall. But the show was just getting started.
Lisa unzipped Karen’s dress, took it off and removed her bra and panties. They were both naked now, and I couldn’t have said which of them was the sexier. At Lisa’s urging, Karen got on the examination table, on her knees, with her hot little ass in the air. Lisa began licking Karen’s pussy and asshole, and when she had her good and wet with her saliva, she opened her desk drawer and took out a couple of dildos. Placing one in Karen’s pussy and the other in her ass, she began fucking the hell out of her.
Karen was going crazy, moaning and whimpering as Lisa continued to fuck her pussy and ass, and at last she came so hard she almost fell off the table. I was so engrossed in the wild action that I accidentally knocked over a mop and a metal wash pail, and the resulting crash gave away my hiding place.
It was no good trying to run Lisa was out of the office before I could even stuff my cock back into my pants. I was sure I was about to be fired, but Lisa smiled, almost as if she had been expecting me to watch. Maybe she had. “Ned, get your ass in here,” she said. As I followed her embarrassedly back into her office, I saw Karen grinning at me too. “Okay,” Lisa told me. “As long as you’re here, get your clothes off and get up on the table and fuck this hot little thing.”
I didn’t have to be told twice. I crawled up on the table behind Karen and eased my cock into her sloppy wet cunt. I then fucked her slowly as she groaned with pleasure. Her pussy was so hot and wet that I wanted to fuck her forever. Lisa urged me on. “Come on, Ned, fuck her good and deep, let’s see what kind of a stud you are. Tell him what you want, Karen.”
“I want you to fuck me, yes, fuck me hard!” Karen cried, and I did my best, grabbing her waist and driving my dick as hard as I could into her pussy, bringing her to several violent climaxes. Finally I couldn’t hold out any more and I spewed my come into the hot blonde’s squirmy cunt.
As I got off the table, the two wanton ladies French-kissed each other. Then Doctor Lisa came over and kissed me, and Karen got off the table and did the same, then sucked at my nipples. I almost fell over when Lisa got down and licked my cock, sucking it clean of both Karen’s and my fuck juices.
“Now it’s the good doctor’s turn to get fucked,” Karen said. She found a tube of K-Y jelly and lubed up my cock, then applied a good dose of the lubricant to Lisa’s asshole. “Now Ned,” Karen said, “I want you to give the doc here a very thorough probing. Fuck that ass of hers good.”
“Oh goddamn!” Doctor Lisa screamed as I eased my cock up her tight butt hole, “Oh Christ, yes, butt-fuck me good, baby! That’s it!”
“Ram it to her good and deep,” Karen encouraged me. “Screw that fat, meaty ass.” As I did that, Karen got behind me and licked up and down the crack of my ass. She then began to lick and suck at my asshole, finally pushing the tip of her tongue into my anus. I loved the friction of Lisa’s asshole as it squeezed my dick and the feel of her fat butt cheeks against my groin, along with the sensation of Karen’s tongue screwing my butt. It didn’t take long for me to pump a good shot of come up the moaning doctor’s hot ass.
In the back of the clinic, dogs were barking in reaction to the sounds of pure animal lust coming from the office. The smell of sex filled the air. Karen kissed Lisa and me, and then quickly dressed, saying she had better get home to her husband and kids. She promised to return for more medicine for her dog next week. Doctor Lisa and I both showered, then went home for the night. I had worked my ass off and loved every minute of it.
I am now studying to become a veterinarian, and Doctor Lisa has promised me that when I do we can work together at her clinic. I can’t wait to take care of all those hot female pet owners in heat.–N.L., Lincoln, Nebraska
There was not much activity at the gym today. That didn’t bother me though, because I can barely concentrate when it’s full. Too much to see, too many beautiful women working on their sculpted bodies. I got on the exercise bike and my eyes began to wander, searching for something to focus on, but really hoping to see the blonde.
There she was! Standing in front of the mirror, working on the weights. My heart began to race. She was perfection, even to the way the beads of sweat clung to her rippling muscles. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. As I pumped the bike I could feel my clit swelling. My panties were wet with pussy juice, and I rubbed my crotch against the leather seat. Her hair was pulled back and her green eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she watched herself in the glass. I started peddling faster as my pussy throbbed. I began to imagine what she tasted like. My nipples were aching to be sucked.
Her eyes met mine in the glass, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. She had caught me watching her, and my sheer embarrassment sent me off to the steam room. It felt good to be alone, with the steam caressing my body and my throbbing cunt. I sat on my towel and thought about her pussy again, and how much I wanted to taste it. My fingers roamed over my lips and ran down over my neck to find their way to my tight nipples. I pinched them, bringing a whimper of pleasure from my own throat. My thighs parted as my other hand slid down to stroke my swollen clit and slip gently into my wet cunt. I arched back against the warm tiles as I moaned with passion.
“May I join you?” said a voice from the darkness. As she came into view I could see her hard round tits glistening in the steam. It was her. She gently pulled my fingers from my pussy and sucked the juice from them. Her eyes never left mine as she leaned down and tongued my moist lips. “I want to fuck you,” she said, nibbling softly at my lips. Then her head moved down and her tongue traced a slow circle around my stiff nipple. It throbbed as she took it in her mouth.
Was I dreaming, or was this really happening to me after wanting her for so long? Her long golden hair tickled my stomach as her tongue made its way to my aching pussy. I writhed in ecstasy as she fucked my pussy with her fingers. I came so hard that I wanted to scream.
She drew me up then, turned me around and pushed me up against the wall. Hidden in her towel was the biggest red dildo I had ever seen. She rimmed my ass with her tongue as I played with my clit. My pussy was wet and open, and she had no trouble working the dildo inside me. Her tits rubbed my back as I came over and over again. “Do you like it? Do you like how I fuck your pussy?” she asked. I turned my head and kissed her, tasting my pussy on her lips. I wanted more.
I turned and ran my tongue over her tits as I lowered myself to my knees. She squealed with delight as my mouth found her pussy, which was wet and throbbing. I lapped up its juices as she climbed the wall.
After her first orgasm she collapsed onto the bench. I picked up the big red dildo, spread her legs and began to fuck her pussy as she had fucked mine. “Yes, yes!” she screamed. “Fuck me harder!” I sucked her big pink nipples until she begged me to stop. She was ready to explode with pleasure, and when I stuck a finger deep inside her ass, she did so.
We clung to each other, catching our breath. Then after a minute she got up and left the steam room, and when I came out she was gone. But I’m going to the gym again tomorrow, and I know I will see her again.–L.K., Racine, Wisconsin
My best friend Serena was sleeping over at my house on a Friday night. We slept over at each other’s house quite often. Serena was very pretty and very sweet, but always seemed quite prim and proper. Both of us were eighteen, and had had a very sheltered upbringing. I also had a reputation for being a prude, but actually I had a sexual secret that I wanted to share with Serena, although I had some fear that she would be offended and we would no longer be friends. My secret was that I had a lot of sexual feelings, even though I was still a virgin.
Through experimentation I had discovered the pleasure I could give myself by touching my vagina, and I couldn’t believe the intensity of the sensations I felt when I achieved my first orgasm. From then on I would get myself off almost every night. I found that I could get off many times a night when my mood was just right. God, I loved my vagina and the way it made me feel! And I couldn’t help wondering if Serena had ever experienced anything like that.
Serena and I, friends from childhood, were quite familiar with the look of each other’s body, but that night when we undressed for bed I felt a strange tension between us. I was pretty sure Serena was having the same kind of thoughts I was, and she proved me right when, looking directly at my crotch, she shyly asked, “Janice, have you ever tried giving yourself an orgasm by playing with yourself?”
“Oh, Serena, I have, lots of times!” I cried, and in my relief I threw my arms around her naked body. She smiled and clutched me tightly. Our hard nipples were pressed together, and this caused my vagina to start moistening. We hopped into bed without bothering with our nighties, lying next to each other naked on the sheets. My left leg lay across her right one, both of our crotches wide open.
“Janice, you start,” Serena begged. “Tell me how you found out about making yourself come.”
“Well, it started when I found out that running my fingers through my crack felt good. Then I found my special spot–they call it the clitoris–that really made me crazy. Especially if I saw something stimulating during the day, like a boy’s cute butt, or some guy standing in such a way that I could see the outline of his thing through his slacks–then it seemed I couldn’t get to sleep that night without playing with myself.”
Looking over at Serena lying beside me, the hair of her light brown muff rising like a little cloud above her slit, I noticed her left hand sliding sensually up and down the inside of her thigh.
“Yes, I know what you mean,” she said softly. “One of the things that would get me going was to see a love scene on television. You couldn’t actually see them doing it, but you knew what was supposed to be going on under the blankets.”
Serena’s hand had now moved to her spread-open pussy and was gently massaging her clit. It made my mouth go suddenly dry, and I felt my nipples getting hard.
“You know what I always wondered?” I said, my voice sounding a little funny to me. “I used to smell my hand after I did it, and I would wonder if all women smelled the same, or if there was a difference.” And with that I reached over and took her hand–the one that had been toying with her clit and her vagina–and brought it to my nose.
“Well, what do you think?” Serena asked.
“It smells sweet to me,” I said. “It kind of smells the way I would think a sweet girl like you would smell.”
Serena giggled. “Oh, you’re full of beans. Let’s see what yours smells like.” And she brought her right hand to my crotch and laid her finger along my crack. I took in a sharp breath as that finger slid inside me. Serena got it good and wet, then brought it to her face and sniffed it many times. I followed her lead and put my hand on her pussy. The touch of it was thrilling to me. Now we were not only sniffing, we were licking our fingers, tasting each others vaginal secretions. And going back for more. God, it was exciting!
“Janice,” Serena said finally. “I think it’s pretty obvious that you and I will be having sex with each other tonight, or we’ll never get to sleep.”
“Yes, I know,” I said. “I really never thought of making love to another girl, but because it’s you I’m sure I’m going to enjoy it. Only I’m not sure I know what to do.”
Serena was obviously ahead of me in this area. “Haven’t you ever heard of oral sex?” she asked
“Yes, I’ve heard of it, all right,” I said. “But–”
“Let me show you,” Serena said. And with that she got onto her hands and knees and turned around so that she was crouching over me, with a knee on either side of my face. I was looking right up into her wet, glistening, hair-covered crack. She reached for my legs and took hold of my thighs, spreading them and pulling them up. Then she lowered her head to my crotch.
Suddenly I felt her mouth on my cunt, her tongue licking all around the opening. Immediately my pussy began sending thrills through my body such as I had never felt before. Serena’s tongue was licking me from my clitoris all the way back to my little brown anus, and all the time I was lying there looking up at her spread-open labia and her tiny crinkled asshole. Reaching up, I began to play with that sweet girl’s womanhood, and a minute later I grasped her butt and pulled her hips down toward me until her vagina was only inches from my face.
Again I savored the sweet aroma of my best friend’s pussy. As her tongue circled my clitoris, I moaned and pulled her down the rest of the way. Her cunt was now against my mouth, my tongue deep inside that warm, wet hole. Eagerly I imitated what she was doing to me, licking her clit, then sliding my tongue through her groove all the way back to her earthy brown anus.
This was something I had never even dreamed of doing, but I loved probing Serena’s tiny asshole with my tongue. Serena must have been enjoying it too, because she was pumping her butt to encourage me. I slid two fingers into her love hole as far as I could, stroking her as we feasted on each other.
Then the familiar feeling of upcoming orgasm gathered in my groin and moved in waves through my body. I held on to Serena’s butt and moaned into her crotch as the spasms took me over. Seconds later I felt her body shaking and her vagina pulsing, and she cried out as her own climax rippled through her.
We fell onto our backs, side by side again, panting. “Oh Janice!” she gasped. “That’s the first time I ever did it with a girl. I thought it would be yucky, but because it was you it was more wonderful then I ever imagined.”
“With a girl?” I repeated. “But Serena, have you ever had sex with a boy?”
She hesitated for a moment, then let it out. “Don’t ever tell anyone,” she whispered. “But when we went to Utah this summer, some friends of my mom and dad’s rented the cabin next door. Their son Jack is nineteen, and he and I would go hiking in the woods together. Well, you know. One thing led to another, and we started doing it. Oh, Janice, it was fabulous!”
“My God, Serena!” I gasped. “What does it feel like?”
Serena closed her eyes, remembering. “Oh lord, once we really got into it, it was the most marvelous thing I ever felt in my life! Even better then us tonight. Oh Janice, wait till you get a boy you like deep inside your body. You will go into orbit!”
I was overwhelmed by what the two of us had just done together, and also by the news that my beloved, supposedly prudish friend was no longer a virgin. I reached over and played with her breasts, then ran my hand down her soft supple tummy to the little ball of fur at her pubis. Then my hand moved lower, and hers moved between my legs. We played with each other for a long time, until we had gotten each other off several more times. Finally we drifted off to sleep. In the morning we made love one more time before getting up.
“When are you going to sleep over again?” I asked her.
“How about tonight?” Serena said, and we both giggled.
“And listen,” Serena said, “I’m going to ask my parents if you can come to Utah with us next summer. Then you can meet Jack. He’s got some good-looking friends too. You can learn how wonderful sex can be with a guy.”
“God, I can’t wait!” I said. “But we’ll still stay friends, right?” I added anxiously. “Close ones.”
“Very close,” Serena said, and we kissed on that.–J.B., Eugene, Oregon