Stephanie
Stephanie and I had been roommates for a couple years after leaving college. Stephanie was unaware that I was a lesbian until about a year ago, but never came on to me. She had had a bad experience the last time she dated a guy and hadn’t been on a date in over a year. Tonight she was set to meet Stewart, a man she’d met through a friend of a friend. They learned that they shared similar tastes in music and movies. But, they had only spoken on the phone and the thought of meeting a guy on a date put her in a whole new stratosphere of panic.
Stephanie was beautiful; no other word did this woman justice. She looked around 5 feet 7 inches tall with shoulder-length blonde hair; a slim figure and just fabulous breasts. Stephanie had clearly dressed to impress Stewart and I envied the man who would be her date. She was wearing a gorgeous black dress which managed to be revealing without looking slutty. It had a low-cut V-shaped top with the point of the V ending just below and between her small breasts, low enough to reveal there was no bra under the thin clothing. I thought that it would be very easy to accidentally expose a nipple in a dress like this. The dress hugged her slim body down to just above her hips. Here, the skirt part of the dress flared out and hung loosely around her thighs.
When Stephanie turned around I saw that the dress was backless with a single strap running around her neck and fastened with an ornate looking clasp over the nape of her neck, which Stephanie was having difficulty with. “Ellen, could you help me with this?” I approached her and took the liberty of running my hands over her shoulders before fixing the clasp for her. You are astonishingly beautiful tonight.” I followed Stephanie through the door and nudged in close with her bum. As Stephanie walked towards the living room my eyes dropped down from her bare back to the short hemline of the dress, settling on the top of her thighs. There was only a small amount of material that bridged the gap from her bare lower back to the hemline and I would’ve killed for a peek through the skirt.
Stephanie paced around the living room in a state. “Is your date picking you up?"
"Yes, he should be here in about 10 minutes or so." Stephanie replied. I noticed Stephanie was trembling and that she was quite pale. “Are you okay?” I asked putting my arm around her shoulder.
"Yeah I'm alright, I'm just nervous, very nervous actually," Stephanie surprised herself by admitting how she was feeling so readily. She was slightly embarrassed, after all she was 28 years old, but tonight she felt like a young girl going out on her very first date. "I'm sure it'll be ok," I said soothingly. "Everyone gets nerves on a first date."
Stephanie said, "Do you think I look ok?" She had mentioned that Stewart was a 'leg man' and that he loved to see women wearing 'more feminine' clothing. During one of their more explicit conversations he had said the thought of a woman in a short skirt with no underwear was a huge turn on, however that was further than Stephanie wanted to go. She said that she wanted to look attractive for him but she didn't intend to screw him tonight. This was their first face to face encounter and she wanted to get to know him properly, not to end up in his car with her dress bunched up around her waist being fucked like a whore.
"Are you k**ding?" I replied, taking full opportunity of the chance to look Stephanie up and down, "You're beautiful, very sexy." She immediately regretted saying that last part, afraid it would show her up as that kind of girl. She felt her cheeks begin to blush and quickly turned away in an attempt to hide her face before it betrayed her lust for this woman.
"Aww thank you," Stephanie responded. "I was worried it might be a little too much," she continued, gesturing to the low cut top and short hemline of the dress.
"No it's fine, really it is," I said. God she’s driving me crazy, I could feel a little wetness in my underwear and I was suddenly terrified that I might have an orgasm while standing in front of her. Mercifully, we heard a car horn outside followed by a knock at the door.
"Ok I'm going.”
"See you later, have fun," I called after her. Stephanie opened the door and shot a smile in my direction and she was gone.
I pulled the curtains together and sat back onto the sofa. There was only one thing on my agenda now. My hands went quickly up and under my skirt and grabbed my panties, which were already damp from watching Stephanie get dressed, and pulled them down and off while my other hand hand went straight to my pussy. "MMMMM," I moaned as my index and middle finger slipped inside me. I didn't start to fuck myself yet, I just pushed two fingers inside my pussy and enjoyed the moment. In my head were images of Stephanie racing through my mind. Stephanie in her little black dress. I added my ring finger inside me, loving the feeling of having my pussy filled. I dreamed about Stephanie's legs, her breasts, her hair, her neck, and her lips. In my fantasy I was kissing those lips, my tongue was in Stephanie's mouth, tasting, licking, sucking her tongue.
"OHH GOD"
I dreamed I was sucking one of Stephanie's tits, my tongue danced around the erect nipple causing her to shudder in excitement, the cute little black dress now lay on the floor, as I brought Stephanie to a shuddering climax.
"OH FUCK, STEPHANIE!” I writhed around on the sofa, my fingers now pounding inside me; I had never masturbated this vigorously, this violently before, but I had to finish, I was too far past the point of no return. My orgasm was mind blowing, I could feel my pussy grip my fingers hard and my whole body tensed up so much it hurt. "FUCK....OH..... Stephanie..."
My voice trailed off as my body slowly came back under my own control. I let myself relax, my body was still sensitive and I thought better of setting myself off again. I slowly withdrew my fingers from my pussy, listening to the sound it made, my fingers coated in my juice making a slick, wet noise. I brought my other hand out from underneath my top, being careful to stay away from my over sensitive nipples. Eventually I cleaned myself up, my knickers were a lost cause, and I went to make myself a drink and tried to decide how to spend the rest of the evening.
I eventually calmed down, but still felt a slight buzz after my orgasm. I couldn’t remember ever feeling that level of euphoria before and it because I had finally let my erotic side fantasize about Stephanie. Plus, there was the risk of getting caught; if Stephanie had forgotten something and returned, she would have found her roommate splayed across the sofa, skirt around her waist and her glistening pussy housing three fingers for all to see. Despite the fact that all these scenarios were reasons why I shouldn’t have done it, I couldn’t help feeling slightly turned on. I never thought about herself as an exhibitionist before but the idea of being caught masturbating was sort of appealing in its own way.
I went to throw my panties in our laundry bin and saw a pair of Stephanie’s panties. Pink cotton boy shorts, but the gusset was wet with come. I began to tense all over again, imagining Stephanie masturbating into her panties. I took her panties into my room and pulled up a lesbian porn video on my laptop. As I watched I began to get horny again, and began rubbing Stephanie’s panties against my pussy. Of all the things I had expected to be doing this evening, watching lesbian porn while rubbing myself off with Stephanie’s panties was not one of them. My hand had found its way back under my skirt and gently copied the movements of the girl on the video. I was gently rocking to and fro and moaning in my own erotic world. Then I heard the door open. It was Stephanie. I gathered myself and went out to see what happened.
“Oh, Stephanie,” I feigned surprise. “I didn’t realize you were home!” “Are you okay? I didn’t think you’d be back for a couple of hours,” I said, genuinely concerned.
“No, not really, just another man who thought a single woman would be an easy fuck” Stephanie’s voice trailed off as she forced the last words out. Her stiff upper lip failed at last and as I walked towards her, arms open, a flood of tears soon trailed down her face. I took her in a gentle embrace. Stephanie’s head lay on my shoulder, moistening the soft material of my top, and her hair flopped against my arm tickling her skin. After a moment had passed we slowly broke apart. I felt awkward as I had to position myself so that my exposed pussy would not be in full view. Stephanie couldn’t seem to relax properly, she sat hunched forward with her legs crossed and her head slightly bowed, it was as if she felt ashamed, embarrassed even, and normally she’d want to be alone now. But she seemed glad for my company.
When Stephanie leaned forward to reach her drink the V neck section of the dress slightly parted, giving me a side view of her entire left breast! I had to suppress a gasp and tried to remember I was supposed to be being supportive of the tearful woman, not lusting for her. As they continued sipping their wine Stephanie told me about the date. As soon as the door closed behind them and they headed towards Stewart’s car, Stephanie had felt uneasy. He had taken her by the hand and at every opportunity he stared at her breasts. “I dressed nice to look alluring, but I didn’t think I’d be ogled at the whole time! It was nice, well; even flattering for a while.”
When they were in his car heading for the restaurant Stephanie had tried to engage him in conversation. In response she got a lot of one word answers. Then, while they were waiting at some traffic lights, Stewart had leaned over and placed his hand on her exposed thigh saying how gorgeous she was, then the hand was gone and they were on their merry way again. “What do you say in a situation like that? I just let it pass and thanked him for the compliment, really I should’ve just told him to ‘fuck off’ and got out but, I couldn’t bring myself to do it.” Stephanie shook her head as if she should have known better.
They had arrived at the restaurant shortly after and were quickly shown to their table for the evening. As they were in the back corner of the room, they were hidden from the other people in the place. Stephanie couldn’t help wondering if that was the very reason he had reserved this table in particular. The waiter had left the menus and while looking through the available dishes Stephanie felt a hand on her knee. Stewart simply smiled at her as his hand slowly slid up her leg and gently stroked her thigh.
“I told him to stop,” Stephanie told me, as if defending herself.
“Did he?” I asked.
“No, he just smiled and said, ‘hey baby just relax, you know you like it. Then his hand shot up my dress and he started trying to pull my knickers off!” Stephanie blurted out.
“Oh my god,” I said. “What did you do?”
“I just pushed his hand away and stood up but he still had a grip on my knickers and they just snapped! He tore them from me!” Stephanie was blushing and my mouth hung open.
“My god, what then?” I asked.
“I ran, right out of the door,” Stephanie said. Her eyes were tearing again but she continued. “I wasn’t frightened, just angry; I called a taxi. I felt so embarrassed though, I felt like everyone knew I was bare down there,” Stephanie’s eyes lowered indicating that she meant her pussy. “The taxi only took five minutes to pick me up, I kept looking around but I didn’t see him. Then I just came home.” She managed a weak smile before adding, “And the sick bastard still has my knickers!” She looked disgusted and I didn’t blame her.
“Would you like me to leave you alone?” I asked, hoping the answer would be negative.
“No, stay with me for a while,” Stephanie said. “I don’t want to be alone just yet, let’s have another drink.”
“Sure,” I replied, feeling relieved and liked feeling needed. It gave me a slight buzz to feel that way.
We carried on talking for a short while but I could see that Stephanie still felt really tense. She had said that she wanted my company but, for some reason, she still couldn’t relax.
“It’s ok, everybody makes mistakes, it’s his fault, not yours,” my voice was soft, hushed even. I gently combed my fingers through Stephanie’s hair, brushing it back behind her ears. Then, with my palms, I went back to stroking but pressed on a little bit causing Stephanie to push her head gently into my hand.
“You’re very beautiful and I guess guys are always going to be after you, but just because one or two of them might think those things it doesn’t mean they’re right.” My hands fell to Stephanie’s shoulders, gently massaging the tension out of her muscles.
“I know you’re right,” Stephanie said. Her voice was calmer now and she was enjoying my soothing touch. “It’s just hard.”
This release of emotion brought the tears back to her eyes. Stephanie raised her hands to her eyes, as if she was hiding her sobs from me as I slowly rubbed her neck and shoulders. Gradually Stephanie’s tears subsided and she focused on the feeling of being touched. Neither of us spoke a word, the only sound were the occasional quiet groans of pleasure as I massaged the tension away. I had moved behind Stephanie on the sofa and now my breasts and stomach pressed against Stephanie’s bare back as I knelt down with one knee either side of Stephanie.
Knowing that my breasts were only separated from Stephanie’s skin by a thin piece of material made me quite excited. As I rubbed my roommate’s exposed shoulders and neck I began thinking about the current situation. My own legs were apart with nothing covering my crotch, my breasts pressed up against Stephanie’s sexy, and bare, back and Stephanie herself wearing only the skimpy black dress with nothing beneath. It was making me hotter every moment.
“How do you feel now?” I asked.
“Better now,” Stephanie replied dreamily and was now totally relaxed. Her body had gone limp and she settled back against me. I leaned in close and my head head dropped down to the base of Stephanie’s neck, lips agonizingly close. Then my hands went to Stephanie’s shoulders and stroked down her arms and I pressed my lips into her beautiful neck. I felt a shiver run through her body.
Stephanie knew she should protest but she felt powerless, even as I continued kissing her neck and up toward her cheek and ear. Stephanie finally turned her body towards me, and as she did I met her piercing blue eyes. Just as Stephanie’s lips parted I kissed her and, to my surprise, she kissed me back. For a moment we shared our first kiss. Then Stephanie pulled her lips away from mine and leaned away. I figured she was about to say no but as she moved her head away my hands ran up her bare back, her neck then when they reached the back of her head, I pulled Stephanie back into a kiss. For a moment Stephanie tried to pull away but then she allowed my tongue to enter her mouth; we tasted each other as our tongues danced together. My hand trailed down Stephanie’s body until I felt the warm skin of her thigh. It was the feeling of being touched in such a sensitive place that brought Stephanie back down to earth and she pulled away from my lips.
“Ellen we shouldn’t,” but Stephanie couldn’t deny that the feeling was amazing. Different, but amazing all the same.
“It’s ok,” I whispered, my lips were inches away from Stephanie’s ear. I stroked her face gently then put a finger under Stephanie’s chin to bring us face to face again. Stephanie’s mind, and heart, was racing but her body was betraying her, it wanted to carry on and allow this experience to unfold. It’s wrong, she told herself time and again, but if it was really wrong why did she like it? I carried on kissing despite Stephanie’s mild protests; first around her ear, her cheek, right along her jaw line and back towards the corner of her mouth. Stephanie turned back to me again and this time it was she who instigated a passionate kiss. This, finally, was the green light, I felt her kiss and a shiver ran through my body. Our kiss became more passionate, more urgent now. Stephanie’s hands were in my hair, she combed her fingers through it and pulled me closer. For a moment Stephanie pulled away but the separation was short lived we soon entered our first lesbian encounter.
Now that both of us wanted this to happen things became seriously erotic. My hand again drifted down Stephanie’s body. I felt my way down the exposed skin between Stephanie’s dress and slipped inside the delicate fabric of the dress to take hold of her small but firm breast. Stephanie shivered as I began to tease her nipple, her body suddenly aching for further stimulation. I had goose bumps; It had been so long since I had felt this desire, or even lusted for another girl in this way. I still struggled to believe any of this was happening although the growing moistness of my panties was like a pinch of my arm. I wanted to speak, to say things to my new lover, but deep down I knew that the time for talking was done for now. Stephanie was turned on in a way she had never been before. She didn’t want to stop kissing; she kissed my lips, her cheeks, her neck and her fingertips.
I moved my hand from Stephanie’s breast and began stroking the inside of her thigh. Even though Stephanie could feel this coming she still shuddered and moaned when my fingers lightly brushed against the moist lips of her exposed pussy. I was just as excited when I felt the moistness on my fingers, even more so when I felt Stephanie’s reaction to my touch. My hand closed over Stephanie’s wet lips and rubbed up and down, knowing how sensitive and how pleasurable it would be. But I didn’t allow my fingers to slip inside Stephanie just yet; I wanted to tease her first, building the tension until she could take it no longer and begged to be fucked.
Stephanie was breathing deeply, and she slightly lifted her left knee as my fingers probed and stroked under the little dress. I sensed that no man had ever touched her so gently or teased her so exquisitely; it wasn’t just the feeling of being touched, it wasn’t even the feeling of my soft tongue probing her mouth. It was an incredibly erotic experience, as if I was in a scene from one of my favorite lesbian videos.
I broke the kiss and then broke the silence, “Are you still OK with this?”
“I’ve never … I mean yeah it feels good, really good … but I’ve never done this before, I mean … with a girl.” I realized that she didn’t know what to do.
“It’s OK,” I said, my soft voice almost becoming a whisper. “I’ll take care of you. All you need to do is lay back and relax.”
Stephanie leaned against the back of the sofa and half closed her eyes, focused simply on the experience and nothing more. I reached around her neck to undo the clasp of her dress and pulled down the top of the dress, exposing the beautiful breasts I had been thinking about all night. I had been on my knees for a long time, so I moved a leg out from under and placed her bare foot on the floor. While I was getting more comfortable, Stephanie moved so her left leg was on the floor and her right leg up on the sofa. This caused the dress to ride further up her thighs so only a tiny part of it covered her bare pussy. I shifted around so that my legs straddled Stephanie’s right leg. Stephanie now realized that I had no panties on. As she felt my moist pussy on her leg she whispered, “No panties?” “It’s a long story” I whispered. The feeling of Stephanie’s warm skin on my pussy added to my own arousal and I could feel my juices seeping onto Stephanie’s leg.
I sat with my back straight for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of Stephanie’s skin against my pussy, then I relaxed and brought my head down to Stephanie’s level and planted another soft kiss on those smiling lips. We parted with a little smooching sound after the brief, but intense, kiss. I rose slightly and put my hands down flat against the arm rest on the sofa to brace myself and then slid my pussy down Stephanie’s leg and rested it on her knee. I began to slowly slide up and down her leg. My head was over Stephanie’s bare chest and I brought my lips down to a nipple and ever so slowly teased it with my tongue. The feeling of Stephanie’s hands stroking the back of my head told me that she was enjoying this. I heard her gasp or felt her shiver when I took the sensitive nipple in her mouth and gently sucked, licked and very softly grazed my teeth along it. This was a whole new way of making love, it wasn’t about fucking your partner, it was about eroticism, it was fully exploring a person’s body to find out where their most erogenous places were and paying proper attention to her, and right now I had my mouth and soft tongue on her amazingly sensitive breast.
As I teased Stephanie’s nipples, I slid up and down Stephanie’s leg, my pussy softly humping her knee. To heighten my sensation, Stephanie slightly raised her right knee, the extra ‘bump’ causing my pussy lips to part a little when I slid over it. I was still working over Stephanie’s nipples while softly gliding over her knee, but my licks and sucks were getting a little wilder as my arousal grew. Stephanie could tell that I was closing in on an orgasm and began fondling my small breasts through my white tank top. My hard nipples poked small mounds through the fabric. Stephanie tingled all over, loving being aroused but also thrilled knowing she was arousing me as well; the moisture on her leg from her pussy and the feel of the two erect nipples left no doubt of that.
“Mmmmm,” my orgasm was building inside me and I knew it was going to be a big one. My erotic side took over and I could feel myself losing control over my body. My hips bucked against Stephanie’s knee. I raised myself up and put my hands on Stephanie’s shoulders, bracing myself against them to hold myself steady as I increased my speed. Stephanie looked up at me, there was such passion, such lust in her eyes. My head lolled down and soon my face was inches away from hers and we stared blissfully into each other’s eyes as our love making rapidly came towards my first climax.
Stephanie put her hands under my little top and massaged my breasts; her thumbs rubbed my now incredibly sensitive nipples, and then, just for good measure, raised her knee up further against my pussy. The orgasm that had been building up inside me finally began to break. I quickly moved a hand away from Stephanie’s shoulder and put in between my legs. I stopped rocking against Stephanie’s leg and instead parted the lips of my vagina and rubbed vigorously at my erect clitoris. That was the last straw. It started with a tingling in my legs, arms and stomach which then spread over my body leaving a feeling of warmth in its wake. Then I felt as if I was falling from a great height, like going over a huge drop on a rollercoaster, my body suddenly went rigid and the tingling returned but this time is was between my legs.
“OOhhhh, Mmmmm,” I cried out involuntarily.
Then I felt like I burst open, my pussy tingled and leaked its juices onto Stephanie’s already soaking leg and waves warm of energy shot through my body. I fell into Stephanie’s arms. She held me as the final waves of pleasure ran through my body, and when it was over I raised my head just high enough to allow our lips to meet. We held each other and our bodies relaxed as we shared a soft kiss, afterwards we looked into each other’s eyes and we were both smiling.
Stephanie shivered with excitement after I broke the silence. “Your turn,” I whispered into Stephanie’s ear.
“Sit up” I whispered. As she did, I lifted her dress up over her head. Stephanie was now naked. I slipped down between her legs. Her pussy glistened with her juices, a stickiness between her legs. Then I saw the moisture on her thigh and knee; it wasn’t hers of course, it had leaked out of my pussy as I ground against her. I reached down and touched it and gathered my juices from her leg onto my fingers and reached up to Stephanie’s mouth. “Taste me” I softly whispered. Stephanie moaned as she took my fingers into her mouth and tasted my come.
When Stephanie sat back, I leaned in close and, with my lips almost touching her ear, whispered seductively, “Now just relax and let me take care of you.”
I slid back down between her legs and put my hands on Stephanie’s knees and gently eased them further apart and knelt between them. The sofa was pretty low to the ground so I was just below eye level to Stephanie. I could tell how nervous Stephanie was feeling, so far I managed to hide my own apprehension about seducing her, in truth, now that Stephanie was naked it was hard to breathe. I decided that, rather than guessing what Stephanie might want, I would do things that I liked. I began by kissing around Stephanie’s knee and slowly made my way up the sexy long leg. Stephanie’s breathing became shallow as my soft kisses made their way along the inside of her left leg. Stephanie began to moan softly as I reached her inner thigh. I spread Stephanie’s legs further apart and watched as her pussy lips opened to expose the pink of her pussy. I looked up to see Stephanie close her eyes. I heard a soft gasp as my warm breath touched the sensitive lips of her vagina.
Stephanie’s pussy was gorgeous. Her opened outer lips exposed her smaller inner lips; Her clit was beginning to peek from its hood. I began to kiss the flesh on either side of her lips as I pressed on her pussy mound. Stephanie was juicing freely now, Her juices oozed from her pussy and ran down her crack. I was now teasing Stephanie; I dragged tongue right along her inner thigh and stopped just short of her pussy. Then I kissed just above her pussy lips and licked all the way up to Stephanie’s navel. I was now becoming aroused again and wanted to take this to the next level, and I brought my face closer to Stephanie’s wet pussy. With the tip of my tongue I delicately licked around Stephanie’s pussy. I ran my tongue up and down her slick slit, adding a little more pressure each time. Slowly I worked my tongue between her lips and was soon penetrating Stephanie with my tongue.
“OOhhhh,” Stephanie’s entire body was reacting to the gentle intrusion of her pussy; her legs quivered and I could feel little spasms in her stomach. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter and every time my tongue came near to her erect clitoris Stephanie gasped. The sexuality of it all was so exquisite, my mind was racing, my heart was thumping, I couldn’t believe that I was finally fucking my roommate. I could feel Stephanie’s pussy begin to pulse; I knew her first orgasm wouldn’t be too far away.
Every time Stephanie moaned or shivered it sent a thrill right through me because I was doing this to her. I was giving Stephanie such intense pleasure. I could tell that Stephanie was close and I wanted to push her right over the edge. I withdrew my tongue for a moment and used my forefinger to gently stroke the engorged clitoris. The second I touched her clit, Stephanie shivered and moaned louder than before. I teased her clit with my fingers and then slid them down Stephanie’s slit and positioned them at her wet entrance.
As my fingers worked Stephanie’s slit I felt her brace herself. She cupped her breasts, rubbed her pink nipples. Then it happened. I penetrated her pussy with two fingers which seemed to fill her up. I pushed my fingers further and further inside her until they were as far in as I could get them; then I withdrew them slowly all the way back out again. Next time three fingers were introduced, the added thickness made Stephanie gasp, her body was shivering and the gentle fucking was bringing her to climax. I didn’t add any more fingers in case it hurt; instead I picked up the pace with each penetration.
My fingers were slid in and out of Stephanie’s slick pussy quicker now and with each stroke she gasped and moaned. Stephanie had stopped massaging her breasts; now her hands were on her head combing through her now bedraggled hair.
“OOHHHH,” Stephanie’s voice was rising. She felt as if she would float away, however, when she suddenly felt my mouth suck her highly sensitive clit between my teeth she came crashing back down to earth.
“Ohhh my GOD! FUCK.”
Stephanie’s pussy gripped my fingers; I kept on sucking on her clitoris and finger fucking her pussy. Stephanie was oozing more and more moisture, which further lubricated my fingers. I curled my fingers inside Stephanie’s pussy. Looking for her button – I just wanted to make her come now.
Stephanie felt like a hot wave had slammed into her body; her muscles tightened and she squeezed her eyes closed. The feelings subsided but only for a few moments, my continued stimulation was bringing her quickly to another peak and once again Stephanie’s muscles tensed as the second wave hit her.
I had taken my fingers away from her pussy, because Stephanie had become too sensitive down there. But I didn’t stop licking and sucking on her clit but slowed my movements. Finally, I felt Stephanie go rigid and then her body just went limp.
I raised my head up from between Stephanie’s thighs and we looked into each other’s eyes and shared a wonderful, contented smile. Stephanie leaned towards me and we shared a kiss, a different kind of kiss than before. They were now lovers. We stroked each other’s hair and embraced.
Later that night after a quick shower together we both went into Stephanie’s bedroom. We lay naked under the covers and talked and kissed and hugged until finally, we slept.
Stephanie was beautiful; no other word did this woman justice. She looked around 5 feet 7 inches tall with shoulder-length blonde hair; a slim figure and just fabulous breasts. Stephanie had clearly dressed to impress Stewart and I envied the man who would be her date. She was wearing a gorgeous black dress which managed to be revealing without looking slutty. It had a low-cut V-shaped top with the point of the V ending just below and between her small breasts, low enough to reveal there was no bra under the thin clothing. I thought that it would be very easy to accidentally expose a nipple in a dress like this. The dress hugged her slim body down to just above her hips. Here, the skirt part of the dress flared out and hung loosely around her thighs.
When Stephanie turned around I saw that the dress was backless with a single strap running around her neck and fastened with an ornate looking clasp over the nape of her neck, which Stephanie was having difficulty with. “Ellen, could you help me with this?” I approached her and took the liberty of running my hands over her shoulders before fixing the clasp for her. You are astonishingly beautiful tonight.” I followed Stephanie through the door and nudged in close with her bum. As Stephanie walked towards the living room my eyes dropped down from her bare back to the short hemline of the dress, settling on the top of her thighs. There was only a small amount of material that bridged the gap from her bare lower back to the hemline and I would’ve killed for a peek through the skirt.
Stephanie paced around the living room in a state. “Is your date picking you up?"
"Yes, he should be here in about 10 minutes or so." Stephanie replied. I noticed Stephanie was trembling and that she was quite pale. “Are you okay?” I asked putting my arm around her shoulder.
"Yeah I'm alright, I'm just nervous, very nervous actually," Stephanie surprised herself by admitting how she was feeling so readily. She was slightly embarrassed, after all she was 28 years old, but tonight she felt like a young girl going out on her very first date. "I'm sure it'll be ok," I said soothingly. "Everyone gets nerves on a first date."
Stephanie said, "Do you think I look ok?" She had mentioned that Stewart was a 'leg man' and that he loved to see women wearing 'more feminine' clothing. During one of their more explicit conversations he had said the thought of a woman in a short skirt with no underwear was a huge turn on, however that was further than Stephanie wanted to go. She said that she wanted to look attractive for him but she didn't intend to screw him tonight. This was their first face to face encounter and she wanted to get to know him properly, not to end up in his car with her dress bunched up around her waist being fucked like a whore.
"Are you k**ding?" I replied, taking full opportunity of the chance to look Stephanie up and down, "You're beautiful, very sexy." She immediately regretted saying that last part, afraid it would show her up as that kind of girl. She felt her cheeks begin to blush and quickly turned away in an attempt to hide her face before it betrayed her lust for this woman.
"Aww thank you," Stephanie responded. "I was worried it might be a little too much," she continued, gesturing to the low cut top and short hemline of the dress.
"No it's fine, really it is," I said. God she’s driving me crazy, I could feel a little wetness in my underwear and I was suddenly terrified that I might have an orgasm while standing in front of her. Mercifully, we heard a car horn outside followed by a knock at the door.
"Ok I'm going.”
"See you later, have fun," I called after her. Stephanie opened the door and shot a smile in my direction and she was gone.
I pulled the curtains together and sat back onto the sofa. There was only one thing on my agenda now. My hands went quickly up and under my skirt and grabbed my panties, which were already damp from watching Stephanie get dressed, and pulled them down and off while my other hand hand went straight to my pussy. "MMMMM," I moaned as my index and middle finger slipped inside me. I didn't start to fuck myself yet, I just pushed two fingers inside my pussy and enjoyed the moment. In my head were images of Stephanie racing through my mind. Stephanie in her little black dress. I added my ring finger inside me, loving the feeling of having my pussy filled. I dreamed about Stephanie's legs, her breasts, her hair, her neck, and her lips. In my fantasy I was kissing those lips, my tongue was in Stephanie's mouth, tasting, licking, sucking her tongue.
"OHH GOD"
I dreamed I was sucking one of Stephanie's tits, my tongue danced around the erect nipple causing her to shudder in excitement, the cute little black dress now lay on the floor, as I brought Stephanie to a shuddering climax.
"OH FUCK, STEPHANIE!” I writhed around on the sofa, my fingers now pounding inside me; I had never masturbated this vigorously, this violently before, but I had to finish, I was too far past the point of no return. My orgasm was mind blowing, I could feel my pussy grip my fingers hard and my whole body tensed up so much it hurt. "FUCK....OH..... Stephanie..."
My voice trailed off as my body slowly came back under my own control. I let myself relax, my body was still sensitive and I thought better of setting myself off again. I slowly withdrew my fingers from my pussy, listening to the sound it made, my fingers coated in my juice making a slick, wet noise. I brought my other hand out from underneath my top, being careful to stay away from my over sensitive nipples. Eventually I cleaned myself up, my knickers were a lost cause, and I went to make myself a drink and tried to decide how to spend the rest of the evening.
I eventually calmed down, but still felt a slight buzz after my orgasm. I couldn’t remember ever feeling that level of euphoria before and it because I had finally let my erotic side fantasize about Stephanie. Plus, there was the risk of getting caught; if Stephanie had forgotten something and returned, she would have found her roommate splayed across the sofa, skirt around her waist and her glistening pussy housing three fingers for all to see. Despite the fact that all these scenarios were reasons why I shouldn’t have done it, I couldn’t help feeling slightly turned on. I never thought about herself as an exhibitionist before but the idea of being caught masturbating was sort of appealing in its own way.
I went to throw my panties in our laundry bin and saw a pair of Stephanie’s panties. Pink cotton boy shorts, but the gusset was wet with come. I began to tense all over again, imagining Stephanie masturbating into her panties. I took her panties into my room and pulled up a lesbian porn video on my laptop. As I watched I began to get horny again, and began rubbing Stephanie’s panties against my pussy. Of all the things I had expected to be doing this evening, watching lesbian porn while rubbing myself off with Stephanie’s panties was not one of them. My hand had found its way back under my skirt and gently copied the movements of the girl on the video. I was gently rocking to and fro and moaning in my own erotic world. Then I heard the door open. It was Stephanie. I gathered myself and went out to see what happened.
“Oh, Stephanie,” I feigned surprise. “I didn’t realize you were home!” “Are you okay? I didn’t think you’d be back for a couple of hours,” I said, genuinely concerned.
“No, not really, just another man who thought a single woman would be an easy fuck” Stephanie’s voice trailed off as she forced the last words out. Her stiff upper lip failed at last and as I walked towards her, arms open, a flood of tears soon trailed down her face. I took her in a gentle embrace. Stephanie’s head lay on my shoulder, moistening the soft material of my top, and her hair flopped against my arm tickling her skin. After a moment had passed we slowly broke apart. I felt awkward as I had to position myself so that my exposed pussy would not be in full view. Stephanie couldn’t seem to relax properly, she sat hunched forward with her legs crossed and her head slightly bowed, it was as if she felt ashamed, embarrassed even, and normally she’d want to be alone now. But she seemed glad for my company.
When Stephanie leaned forward to reach her drink the V neck section of the dress slightly parted, giving me a side view of her entire left breast! I had to suppress a gasp and tried to remember I was supposed to be being supportive of the tearful woman, not lusting for her. As they continued sipping their wine Stephanie told me about the date. As soon as the door closed behind them and they headed towards Stewart’s car, Stephanie had felt uneasy. He had taken her by the hand and at every opportunity he stared at her breasts. “I dressed nice to look alluring, but I didn’t think I’d be ogled at the whole time! It was nice, well; even flattering for a while.”
When they were in his car heading for the restaurant Stephanie had tried to engage him in conversation. In response she got a lot of one word answers. Then, while they were waiting at some traffic lights, Stewart had leaned over and placed his hand on her exposed thigh saying how gorgeous she was, then the hand was gone and they were on their merry way again. “What do you say in a situation like that? I just let it pass and thanked him for the compliment, really I should’ve just told him to ‘fuck off’ and got out but, I couldn’t bring myself to do it.” Stephanie shook her head as if she should have known better.
They had arrived at the restaurant shortly after and were quickly shown to their table for the evening. As they were in the back corner of the room, they were hidden from the other people in the place. Stephanie couldn’t help wondering if that was the very reason he had reserved this table in particular. The waiter had left the menus and while looking through the available dishes Stephanie felt a hand on her knee. Stewart simply smiled at her as his hand slowly slid up her leg and gently stroked her thigh.
“I told him to stop,” Stephanie told me, as if defending herself.
“Did he?” I asked.
“No, he just smiled and said, ‘hey baby just relax, you know you like it. Then his hand shot up my dress and he started trying to pull my knickers off!” Stephanie blurted out.
“Oh my god,” I said. “What did you do?”
“I just pushed his hand away and stood up but he still had a grip on my knickers and they just snapped! He tore them from me!” Stephanie was blushing and my mouth hung open.
“My god, what then?” I asked.
“I ran, right out of the door,” Stephanie said. Her eyes were tearing again but she continued. “I wasn’t frightened, just angry; I called a taxi. I felt so embarrassed though, I felt like everyone knew I was bare down there,” Stephanie’s eyes lowered indicating that she meant her pussy. “The taxi only took five minutes to pick me up, I kept looking around but I didn’t see him. Then I just came home.” She managed a weak smile before adding, “And the sick bastard still has my knickers!” She looked disgusted and I didn’t blame her.
“Would you like me to leave you alone?” I asked, hoping the answer would be negative.
“No, stay with me for a while,” Stephanie said. “I don’t want to be alone just yet, let’s have another drink.”
“Sure,” I replied, feeling relieved and liked feeling needed. It gave me a slight buzz to feel that way.
We carried on talking for a short while but I could see that Stephanie still felt really tense. She had said that she wanted my company but, for some reason, she still couldn’t relax.
“It’s ok, everybody makes mistakes, it’s his fault, not yours,” my voice was soft, hushed even. I gently combed my fingers through Stephanie’s hair, brushing it back behind her ears. Then, with my palms, I went back to stroking but pressed on a little bit causing Stephanie to push her head gently into my hand.
“You’re very beautiful and I guess guys are always going to be after you, but just because one or two of them might think those things it doesn’t mean they’re right.” My hands fell to Stephanie’s shoulders, gently massaging the tension out of her muscles.
“I know you’re right,” Stephanie said. Her voice was calmer now and she was enjoying my soothing touch. “It’s just hard.”
This release of emotion brought the tears back to her eyes. Stephanie raised her hands to her eyes, as if she was hiding her sobs from me as I slowly rubbed her neck and shoulders. Gradually Stephanie’s tears subsided and she focused on the feeling of being touched. Neither of us spoke a word, the only sound were the occasional quiet groans of pleasure as I massaged the tension away. I had moved behind Stephanie on the sofa and now my breasts and stomach pressed against Stephanie’s bare back as I knelt down with one knee either side of Stephanie.
Knowing that my breasts were only separated from Stephanie’s skin by a thin piece of material made me quite excited. As I rubbed my roommate’s exposed shoulders and neck I began thinking about the current situation. My own legs were apart with nothing covering my crotch, my breasts pressed up against Stephanie’s sexy, and bare, back and Stephanie herself wearing only the skimpy black dress with nothing beneath. It was making me hotter every moment.
“How do you feel now?” I asked.
“Better now,” Stephanie replied dreamily and was now totally relaxed. Her body had gone limp and she settled back against me. I leaned in close and my head head dropped down to the base of Stephanie’s neck, lips agonizingly close. Then my hands went to Stephanie’s shoulders and stroked down her arms and I pressed my lips into her beautiful neck. I felt a shiver run through her body.
Stephanie knew she should protest but she felt powerless, even as I continued kissing her neck and up toward her cheek and ear. Stephanie finally turned her body towards me, and as she did I met her piercing blue eyes. Just as Stephanie’s lips parted I kissed her and, to my surprise, she kissed me back. For a moment we shared our first kiss. Then Stephanie pulled her lips away from mine and leaned away. I figured she was about to say no but as she moved her head away my hands ran up her bare back, her neck then when they reached the back of her head, I pulled Stephanie back into a kiss. For a moment Stephanie tried to pull away but then she allowed my tongue to enter her mouth; we tasted each other as our tongues danced together. My hand trailed down Stephanie’s body until I felt the warm skin of her thigh. It was the feeling of being touched in such a sensitive place that brought Stephanie back down to earth and she pulled away from my lips.
“Ellen we shouldn’t,” but Stephanie couldn’t deny that the feeling was amazing. Different, but amazing all the same.
“It’s ok,” I whispered, my lips were inches away from Stephanie’s ear. I stroked her face gently then put a finger under Stephanie’s chin to bring us face to face again. Stephanie’s mind, and heart, was racing but her body was betraying her, it wanted to carry on and allow this experience to unfold. It’s wrong, she told herself time and again, but if it was really wrong why did she like it? I carried on kissing despite Stephanie’s mild protests; first around her ear, her cheek, right along her jaw line and back towards the corner of her mouth. Stephanie turned back to me again and this time it was she who instigated a passionate kiss. This, finally, was the green light, I felt her kiss and a shiver ran through my body. Our kiss became more passionate, more urgent now. Stephanie’s hands were in my hair, she combed her fingers through it and pulled me closer. For a moment Stephanie pulled away but the separation was short lived we soon entered our first lesbian encounter.
Now that both of us wanted this to happen things became seriously erotic. My hand again drifted down Stephanie’s body. I felt my way down the exposed skin between Stephanie’s dress and slipped inside the delicate fabric of the dress to take hold of her small but firm breast. Stephanie shivered as I began to tease her nipple, her body suddenly aching for further stimulation. I had goose bumps; It had been so long since I had felt this desire, or even lusted for another girl in this way. I still struggled to believe any of this was happening although the growing moistness of my panties was like a pinch of my arm. I wanted to speak, to say things to my new lover, but deep down I knew that the time for talking was done for now. Stephanie was turned on in a way she had never been before. She didn’t want to stop kissing; she kissed my lips, her cheeks, her neck and her fingertips.
I moved my hand from Stephanie’s breast and began stroking the inside of her thigh. Even though Stephanie could feel this coming she still shuddered and moaned when my fingers lightly brushed against the moist lips of her exposed pussy. I was just as excited when I felt the moistness on my fingers, even more so when I felt Stephanie’s reaction to my touch. My hand closed over Stephanie’s wet lips and rubbed up and down, knowing how sensitive and how pleasurable it would be. But I didn’t allow my fingers to slip inside Stephanie just yet; I wanted to tease her first, building the tension until she could take it no longer and begged to be fucked.
Stephanie was breathing deeply, and she slightly lifted her left knee as my fingers probed and stroked under the little dress. I sensed that no man had ever touched her so gently or teased her so exquisitely; it wasn’t just the feeling of being touched, it wasn’t even the feeling of my soft tongue probing her mouth. It was an incredibly erotic experience, as if I was in a scene from one of my favorite lesbian videos.
I broke the kiss and then broke the silence, “Are you still OK with this?”
“I’ve never … I mean yeah it feels good, really good … but I’ve never done this before, I mean … with a girl.” I realized that she didn’t know what to do.
“It’s OK,” I said, my soft voice almost becoming a whisper. “I’ll take care of you. All you need to do is lay back and relax.”
Stephanie leaned against the back of the sofa and half closed her eyes, focused simply on the experience and nothing more. I reached around her neck to undo the clasp of her dress and pulled down the top of the dress, exposing the beautiful breasts I had been thinking about all night. I had been on my knees for a long time, so I moved a leg out from under and placed her bare foot on the floor. While I was getting more comfortable, Stephanie moved so her left leg was on the floor and her right leg up on the sofa. This caused the dress to ride further up her thighs so only a tiny part of it covered her bare pussy. I shifted around so that my legs straddled Stephanie’s right leg. Stephanie now realized that I had no panties on. As she felt my moist pussy on her leg she whispered, “No panties?” “It’s a long story” I whispered. The feeling of Stephanie’s warm skin on my pussy added to my own arousal and I could feel my juices seeping onto Stephanie’s leg.
I sat with my back straight for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of Stephanie’s skin against my pussy, then I relaxed and brought my head down to Stephanie’s level and planted another soft kiss on those smiling lips. We parted with a little smooching sound after the brief, but intense, kiss. I rose slightly and put my hands down flat against the arm rest on the sofa to brace myself and then slid my pussy down Stephanie’s leg and rested it on her knee. I began to slowly slide up and down her leg. My head was over Stephanie’s bare chest and I brought my lips down to a nipple and ever so slowly teased it with my tongue. The feeling of Stephanie’s hands stroking the back of my head told me that she was enjoying this. I heard her gasp or felt her shiver when I took the sensitive nipple in her mouth and gently sucked, licked and very softly grazed my teeth along it. This was a whole new way of making love, it wasn’t about fucking your partner, it was about eroticism, it was fully exploring a person’s body to find out where their most erogenous places were and paying proper attention to her, and right now I had my mouth and soft tongue on her amazingly sensitive breast.
As I teased Stephanie’s nipples, I slid up and down Stephanie’s leg, my pussy softly humping her knee. To heighten my sensation, Stephanie slightly raised her right knee, the extra ‘bump’ causing my pussy lips to part a little when I slid over it. I was still working over Stephanie’s nipples while softly gliding over her knee, but my licks and sucks were getting a little wilder as my arousal grew. Stephanie could tell that I was closing in on an orgasm and began fondling my small breasts through my white tank top. My hard nipples poked small mounds through the fabric. Stephanie tingled all over, loving being aroused but also thrilled knowing she was arousing me as well; the moisture on her leg from her pussy and the feel of the two erect nipples left no doubt of that.
“Mmmmm,” my orgasm was building inside me and I knew it was going to be a big one. My erotic side took over and I could feel myself losing control over my body. My hips bucked against Stephanie’s knee. I raised myself up and put my hands on Stephanie’s shoulders, bracing myself against them to hold myself steady as I increased my speed. Stephanie looked up at me, there was such passion, such lust in her eyes. My head lolled down and soon my face was inches away from hers and we stared blissfully into each other’s eyes as our love making rapidly came towards my first climax.
Stephanie put her hands under my little top and massaged my breasts; her thumbs rubbed my now incredibly sensitive nipples, and then, just for good measure, raised her knee up further against my pussy. The orgasm that had been building up inside me finally began to break. I quickly moved a hand away from Stephanie’s shoulder and put in between my legs. I stopped rocking against Stephanie’s leg and instead parted the lips of my vagina and rubbed vigorously at my erect clitoris. That was the last straw. It started with a tingling in my legs, arms and stomach which then spread over my body leaving a feeling of warmth in its wake. Then I felt as if I was falling from a great height, like going over a huge drop on a rollercoaster, my body suddenly went rigid and the tingling returned but this time is was between my legs.
“OOhhhh, Mmmmm,” I cried out involuntarily.
Then I felt like I burst open, my pussy tingled and leaked its juices onto Stephanie’s already soaking leg and waves warm of energy shot through my body. I fell into Stephanie’s arms. She held me as the final waves of pleasure ran through my body, and when it was over I raised my head just high enough to allow our lips to meet. We held each other and our bodies relaxed as we shared a soft kiss, afterwards we looked into each other’s eyes and we were both smiling.
Stephanie shivered with excitement after I broke the silence. “Your turn,” I whispered into Stephanie’s ear.
“Sit up” I whispered. As she did, I lifted her dress up over her head. Stephanie was now naked. I slipped down between her legs. Her pussy glistened with her juices, a stickiness between her legs. Then I saw the moisture on her thigh and knee; it wasn’t hers of course, it had leaked out of my pussy as I ground against her. I reached down and touched it and gathered my juices from her leg onto my fingers and reached up to Stephanie’s mouth. “Taste me” I softly whispered. Stephanie moaned as she took my fingers into her mouth and tasted my come.
When Stephanie sat back, I leaned in close and, with my lips almost touching her ear, whispered seductively, “Now just relax and let me take care of you.”
I slid back down between her legs and put my hands on Stephanie’s knees and gently eased them further apart and knelt between them. The sofa was pretty low to the ground so I was just below eye level to Stephanie. I could tell how nervous Stephanie was feeling, so far I managed to hide my own apprehension about seducing her, in truth, now that Stephanie was naked it was hard to breathe. I decided that, rather than guessing what Stephanie might want, I would do things that I liked. I began by kissing around Stephanie’s knee and slowly made my way up the sexy long leg. Stephanie’s breathing became shallow as my soft kisses made their way along the inside of her left leg. Stephanie began to moan softly as I reached her inner thigh. I spread Stephanie’s legs further apart and watched as her pussy lips opened to expose the pink of her pussy. I looked up to see Stephanie close her eyes. I heard a soft gasp as my warm breath touched the sensitive lips of her vagina.
Stephanie’s pussy was gorgeous. Her opened outer lips exposed her smaller inner lips; Her clit was beginning to peek from its hood. I began to kiss the flesh on either side of her lips as I pressed on her pussy mound. Stephanie was juicing freely now, Her juices oozed from her pussy and ran down her crack. I was now teasing Stephanie; I dragged tongue right along her inner thigh and stopped just short of her pussy. Then I kissed just above her pussy lips and licked all the way up to Stephanie’s navel. I was now becoming aroused again and wanted to take this to the next level, and I brought my face closer to Stephanie’s wet pussy. With the tip of my tongue I delicately licked around Stephanie’s pussy. I ran my tongue up and down her slick slit, adding a little more pressure each time. Slowly I worked my tongue between her lips and was soon penetrating Stephanie with my tongue.
“OOhhhh,” Stephanie’s entire body was reacting to the gentle intrusion of her pussy; her legs quivered and I could feel little spasms in her stomach. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter and every time my tongue came near to her erect clitoris Stephanie gasped. The sexuality of it all was so exquisite, my mind was racing, my heart was thumping, I couldn’t believe that I was finally fucking my roommate. I could feel Stephanie’s pussy begin to pulse; I knew her first orgasm wouldn’t be too far away.
Every time Stephanie moaned or shivered it sent a thrill right through me because I was doing this to her. I was giving Stephanie such intense pleasure. I could tell that Stephanie was close and I wanted to push her right over the edge. I withdrew my tongue for a moment and used my forefinger to gently stroke the engorged clitoris. The second I touched her clit, Stephanie shivered and moaned louder than before. I teased her clit with my fingers and then slid them down Stephanie’s slit and positioned them at her wet entrance.
As my fingers worked Stephanie’s slit I felt her brace herself. She cupped her breasts, rubbed her pink nipples. Then it happened. I penetrated her pussy with two fingers which seemed to fill her up. I pushed my fingers further and further inside her until they were as far in as I could get them; then I withdrew them slowly all the way back out again. Next time three fingers were introduced, the added thickness made Stephanie gasp, her body was shivering and the gentle fucking was bringing her to climax. I didn’t add any more fingers in case it hurt; instead I picked up the pace with each penetration.
My fingers were slid in and out of Stephanie’s slick pussy quicker now and with each stroke she gasped and moaned. Stephanie had stopped massaging her breasts; now her hands were on her head combing through her now bedraggled hair.
“OOHHHH,” Stephanie’s voice was rising. She felt as if she would float away, however, when she suddenly felt my mouth suck her highly sensitive clit between my teeth she came crashing back down to earth.
“Ohhh my GOD! FUCK.”
Stephanie’s pussy gripped my fingers; I kept on sucking on her clitoris and finger fucking her pussy. Stephanie was oozing more and more moisture, which further lubricated my fingers. I curled my fingers inside Stephanie’s pussy. Looking for her button – I just wanted to make her come now.
Stephanie felt like a hot wave had slammed into her body; her muscles tightened and she squeezed her eyes closed. The feelings subsided but only for a few moments, my continued stimulation was bringing her quickly to another peak and once again Stephanie’s muscles tensed as the second wave hit her.
I had taken my fingers away from her pussy, because Stephanie had become too sensitive down there. But I didn’t stop licking and sucking on her clit but slowed my movements. Finally, I felt Stephanie go rigid and then her body just went limp.
I raised my head up from between Stephanie’s thighs and we looked into each other’s eyes and shared a wonderful, contented smile. Stephanie leaned towards me and we shared a kiss, a different kind of kiss than before. They were now lovers. We stroked each other’s hair and embraced.
Later that night after a quick shower together we both went into Stephanie’s bedroom. We lay naked under the covers and talked and kissed and hugged until finally, we slept.
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