AUTHOR = Switch Blayde
E-MAIL = switch_blayde@hotmail.com
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Sara was mindlessly eating the greasy breakfast the waitress had brought. She hated these business trips, but knew they were part of her job. Her thoughts were on her family. She had been gone almost a week and missed them a great deal -- her husband and baby. After five years of marriage, they fucked almost daily... and she missed that too!
At 27 years old, Sara was like a magnet to the men at the conference. She was 5'6" tall with long blonde hair and green eyes. Her body was slim with nice, but not overly large breasts -- firm, cone-shaped 34B's. But Sara loved her husband and would never dream of cheating on him.
The fork in Sara's hand was suspended in mid-air, scrambled egg dangling from it. She was staring at an ass. When she realized it, she put her fork down on the plate and got deep in thought. Why was she looking at the ass of a woman?
Sara's eyes traveled up and down the woman's back. She was tall, around 5'10" or 5'11". Her hair was auburn and hung just past her shoulders. Her body was full... not fat, but curvy, with wide hips and a narrow waist. Sara's eyes returned to the woman's backside and she once again stared. The woman was wearing a tight skirt that seemed to mold her buttocks... and she had a magnificent ass.
Sara shook her head and returned to her breakfast. What was she doing? She had never stared at a woman's ass before... or any part of her anatomy... so why did she do it? "Jeez, I guess I miss Dan more than I thought," she thought about her husband.
But Sara felt she had to look up again. When she did, the woman was no longer standing where she had been. Sara frantically looked around the diner until she located the woman sitting at a table. She now had the ability to see the woman's front. She was older than Sara, maybe in her 40's, and very pretty. The sweater-top the woman wore, tightly encased her large breasts -- 36-D's. Sara was now staring at the woman's breasts like she had her ass just a short while before.
Sara had that feeling that she was being watched and, when she raised her eyes, she saw the woman staring at her. Sara had been caught ogling the woman's breasts and she blushed crimson. The woman smiled at Sara which caused the younger woman to look down at her food.
Sara ate, fighting the desire to look at the woman. Eventually, her willpower caved in and she looked up. The woman was munching on a slice of toast and drinking a cup of coffee. While Sara stared at her, the woman's legs seemed to gradually part. Sara quickly looked back down at her food, but then felt compelled to look up. When she looked at the woman, Sara was able to see all the way up her skirt at her panties. She wanted to look away, but couldn't. For some reason, her gaze was locked on the thin piece of material between the older woman's legs.
Sara had that feeling again and looked up. The woman was again staring at her with a smile on her face. It was obvious she had caught Sara looking under her skirt, but she didn't even bother to close her legs. She just sat there with her legs parted, smiling.
Sara flushed again and lowered her eyes. She lifted her fork, but couldn't bring it to her mouth. Her stomach was churning, but not from hunger... not from food anyway. She fought it, but eventually looked up again.
She saw the woman still looking at her, smiling. Sara wanted to look away, but couldn't. Then, with the woman still staring at her, Sara's eyes traveled down the older woman's body until they peered under her skirt. Her panties were still visible and Sara couldn't take her eyes off them.
Sara kept staring at the woman, sometimes at her face, sometimes at her large breasts, and often between her legs at her panties. The woman never closed her legs the whole time she ate. Meanwhile, the remainder of Sara's breakfast got cold as it was neglected.
Sara saw the woman signal the waitress and then receive her bill. Sara felt her heart flutter knowing the woman would soon be leaving and out of her life. She felt a longing that she couldn't understand. Her eyes were locked on the woman who wrote something and then left her money on the table. She swung her right leg away from the table before moving her left leg, spreading her legs obscenely apart. Sara's gaze was fixated between them. The woman then got up and headed for the door, passing Sara's table on the way. When she reached Sara's table she paused for a moment and looked down at Sara. She smiled and dropped a piece of paper on Sara's table, then walked away and out of the diner. Sara realized she had stopped breathing and took a deep breath.
Sara stared at the piece of paper on her table but didn't move. She was afraid of it. But soon her curiosity got the better of her and she picked it up and read it.
"My name is Jackie
My address is 1230 Wellington St. apt 5E
If you're interested, I'll be there all day"
Sara read the note again... and again... and again. What was the woman implying? Sara was happily married. She was heterosexual. Sara dismissed the note and finished her breakfast. But when she had paid her bill she found herself asking the waitress where 1230 Wellington Street was.
Sara was walking in the direction the waitress had told her. The weather was brisk, but she felt flushed. She knew she should turn around and go back to the hotel where the first conference session was about to begin. But her feet kept moving in the same direction and she found her eyes looking at the addresses on the front of the buildings. She crossed the street and saw "1200", then "1210" on the next building. She kept walking, as if being drawn by an unknown force, until she saw "1220" and then "1230". She was standing in front of the building not knowing why. But before she knew it, she was climbing the few steps and entering the apartment building.
Sara looked at the mailboxes on the wall and found "5E". The name "Jackie Brom" was neatly typed across the top. Her hand was shaking as it hovered over the buzzer, but she pressed it anyway.
"Yes?" a female voice came from the intercom.
"I-I'm Sara..." was all she could say, and then added, "from the diner."
"Come on up," the voice said, just before the buzzer unlocking the door sounded.
Sara opened the door and closed it behind her. She leaned back against it, afraid to move... but afraid not to. She located the elevator and pressed the "up" button. The "ding" sounded immediately, causing Sara to jump as the doors slid open. Sara entered and pressed the button for the 5th floor. When the doors closed, Sara had the feeling of being a prisoner. But she rode the elevator to the 5th floor and stepped into the hall. She walked the few doors until she stood in front of "5E". Her hand slowly rose as if it had a will of its own and her fist tapped on the wooden door.
The door swung open and the woman from the diner was smiling at her. "Come in," she said and stepped aside.
Sara entered the apartment and jumped when she heard the door close behind her. She fumbled with her hands, looking at her feet. The woman lifted Sara's head up by her chin and gave her that smile again.
"Hi, my name's Jackie," the woman said.
"I-I'm Sara."
"Come in... come in," Jackie said, pulling Sara by the wrist into her living room and indicated for her to sit on the chair.
After Sara was seated, Jackie sat down on the couch across from her. They sat in silence for a moment, Sara not understanding why she was there and Jackie admiring the beauty of the younger woman.
"I saw you staring at me in the diner," Jackie finally said.
"I... I...." Sara stuttered.
"It's okay, I wasn't upset," Jackie said in a comforting voice. "I like to be looked at."
"B-But I shouldn't have. It was rude," Sara apologized.
"I don't think it was rude. I found it flattering. In fact, it even made me wet."
"Made you wet?" Sara said confused.
"Yeah, you know... down there," Jackie said and pointed to her lap.
When Sara's eyes followed Jackie's finger, she noticed that the other woman's knees were slightly parted. Not enough to see under them like at the diner, but just enticing enough to hold her stare. Sara felt embarrassed staring at the woman like that, but couldn't seem to look away. And then the woman's knees began to part. Sara desperately wanted to look away... to run out of the apartment... but she continued staring. First, the woman's inner thighs came into view, and then her panties. Sara was once again looking up the woman's skirt at her panties.
"Down there," Jackie clarified.
Sara looked up at Jackie's face and saw that smile again. When her eyes glanced back down, she noticed that Jackie had not closed her legs... she was purposefully showing Sara her panties. Sara was confused, but also aroused. She didn't know why, but she was.
"Do you like looking up my skirt," Jackie asked, teasingly.
"N-No, I... I've never... I don't do that... I don't...." Sara stumbled, totally flustered.
"That's all right, you don't have to be embarrassed," Jackie tried to help her out. "There's nothing wrong with it. I stared at you too, you know."
"At me? When? Why did you stare at me?"
"At the diner. You are very pretty. Why wouldn't I look at you?"
"B-But I'm a woman."
"So... so am I. What difference does that make? You are beautiful and I like looking at beautiful things."
Sara's eyes were once again drawn between Jackie's legs... at her panties. She saw the other woman's hands reach for the hem of her skirt and slowly raise it. The woman was exposing herself even more to Sara. The straight married woman wanted to bolt for the door, but she also wanted to see more. Her eyes never left Jackie's crotch.
"Can you see how wet I am?" Jackie said when her skirt was at her waist. "See the dark area?" Jackie's long finger gently stroked her crotch, pushing the material of her panties into her slit. Then she rubbed the finger and her thumb saying, "It's very wet. You made me wet."
"I-I did?" Sara said flabbergasted.
"You sure did. Come on over and feel how wet you made me. C'mon, I won't bite."
Sara slowly got off the chair and, zombie-like, walked towards the older woman. It was like she was being drawn by a magnet... a strong magnet that she couldn't break away from. When she was at the couch, Jackie patted it and Sara sat down. Her eyes were fixed on Jackie's panties, staring at the indentation forming the slit.
Jackie gently took hold of Sara's hand and guided it between her legs. She didn't pull hard, not wanting to force the younger woman and scare her. Sara let Jackie move her hand, not having the willpower to pull it away... not even sure she wanted to. When Jackie placed Sara's palm between her legs, Sara felt how damp the older woman's panties were. Jackie had not been lying. When Jackie let go, Sara kept her hand where it was, atop her panty-covered pussy. Sara's heart was pounded so hard she thought Jackie was able to hear it.
Jackie's fingertips began a slow caress on the side of Sara's face. They stroked her cheek, gradually moving towards her mouth. When Jackie pressed her finger against Sara's lips, Sara allowed it to enter and began sucking on it. Jackie used her other hand to gently caress the other side of Sara's face while the younger woman continued to suck her finger. All the while, Sara's hand lay immobile against Jackie's pussy.
Sara felt Jackie's hand move to the back of her head and pull her towards her. She knew their faces were getting closer and closer, but she allowed the older woman to guide her. Soon, their faces were touching and Jackie slowly dragged her finger out of Sara's mouth. When it plopped out, Sara felt an emptiness, but soon Jackie's lips were pressed against hers and she felt a tongue slip inside to fill that void. Their tongues flicked against each other's in the most passionate kiss of Sara's life.
While their mouths were engaged, Jackie placed her hand on top of Sara's and pressed down. When she pulled her hand away she felt Sara clutching her pussy through the panties. With one hand still behind Sara's head, Jackie put her other hand against the younger woman's breast and squeezed it. Sara let out a low moan.
Jackie broke the kiss and pulled away from Sara. She dropped her hands to her sides and stared at the younger woman, studying her face. She saw confusion and lust.
"What am I doing?" Sara asked.
"Did you like it?" Jackie asked, avoiding her question.
"Yes, but...."
"But nothing. I liked it too."
Jackie reached out and grabbed the bottom of Sara's top, pulling it upwards. Sara lifted her arms to facilitate the garment's removal. When Jackie's hands went to the front-clasping bra, Sara just stared at them. But when the bra was removed and her firm breasts were revealed, Sara covered them with her hands.
"Don't hide them," Jackie said with a very soothing voice. "They are beautiful."
Jackie took hold of Sara's hands and pulled them down. The younger woman was now sitting in front of a stranger... a woman... naked from the waist up. Her breathing got very hard, either from nervousness or arousal... or both. Jackie's fingertips gently stroked both of Sara's nipples which caused the younger woman to exhale loudly. They both watched as the dark nipples grew longer and little goose bumps surrounded them.
Jackie leaned forward and covered one tit with her mouth and began sucking it. Sara's hand cupped the back of Jackie's head and held her in place... not that Jackie would have pulled away. When Jackie continued to suck on the tit and flick her tongue against the hard nipple, Sara moaned her approval.
Sara felt a hand at her waist, fumbling with her pants. She should have pushed it away, but instead she assisted Jackie in undoing her slacks. When the button was undone and the zipper pulled down, Jackie's hand slipped under Sara's panties and onto her pussy. Sara sucked in a lungful of air at the intimate contact.
Jackie was now sucking on one of Sara's tits and gently rubbing a finger over her clit. When Sara's hips began humping Jackie's hand, the older woman slipped her finger lower and entered Sara's pussy. While Jackie very slowly finger-fucked Sara, the younger woman leaned her head back onto the couch back and closed her eyes, lost in the sensual feelings running through her body. But when Jackie pulled her hand out of Sara's panties and lifted her mouth off her tit, Sara opened her eyes in bewilderment.
"Let's get these off," Jackie explained when she saw Sara's questioning look.
Jackie got off the couch and removed Sara's shoes and peds. She then got up a little and grabbed Sara's pants at the waist, pulling them downward along with her panties. Sara lifted her butt off the couch to help her and soon her remaining clothes were pulled over her feet. Sara was completely naked in front of a fully clothed woman who she had just met.
"Come with me," Jackie said, taking hold of Sara's hand and pulling her to a standing position.
Sara let the woman escort her into another room... the bedroom. She saw the large bed in the middle of the room and almost turned around and ran. But she felt so comfortable in the presence of the other woman that she let her lead her to the side of the bed. Jackie pulled Sara down as they sat side by side on the bed and pressed her lips against Sara's. There was no hesitation as Sara allowed Jackie's tongue to enter her mouth.
After a very passionate kiss, Jackie slid off the bed and got between Sara's legs as she pushed them apart. Her mouth moved to Sara's pussy and began kissing it. Then her tongue found the hole and pushed inside, causing Sara to gasp. Jackie's hands reached around Sara's body and grabbed her ass as her mouth pressed against her pussy. Jackie's tongue flicked in and out of Sara's twat and occasionally moved to her clit, which she licked and sucked.
"Ooohhhhh goodddd!!!" Sara groaned, never feeling anything like the woman's tongue.
Jackie kept licking and kissing Sara's pussy, with an occasional nip or two with her teeth. Sara was going crazy, jerking her hips up to meet Jackie's tongue. She was bouncing on the bed so much that Jackie had a hard time controlling her movements, but managed to maintain the contact of her tongue on Sara's pussy. Soon, Sara's legs went straight into the air as she fell back onto the bed. Her orgasm hit her like a cannon exploding between her legs. She screamed for the first time ever while orgasming.
Jackie watched the younger woman in the throes of her climax. The expression on her face was priceless. It was filled with enjoyment and satisfaction. Sara's eyes opened slowly and focused on Jackie's face. Jackie smiled up at her.
"Looks like your face is wetter than your panties," Sara joked.
Jackie wiped the back of her hand over her wet chin and smiled back at the younger woman. She then stood up and began taking her clothes off. First her sweater-top was pulled over her head, which she shook to untangle her hair. Then she reached behind her body to unclasp her bra, dropping it to the floor. Sara admired the size of Jackie's large breasts and the fact that there was very little sag. Jackie's skirt was next removed and then she stood before Sara in just her panties.
"Ta-da!!" Jackie said with her hands in the air, palms upward.
"You're not naked," Sara said the obvious.
"You take them off."
Sara sat up and waited for Jackie to come closer. Then she grasped the waistband of the other woman's panties and dragged them down, exposing her cleanly shaven pussy. When Jackie's panties were removed, Sara pressed them to her face and inhaled deeply.
"You smell wonderful," Sara said. Then she looked between Jackie's legs and said, "Do you always shave down there?"
"Always, honey. Do you like it?"
"Yes, please let me touch it."
Sara spread her legs and Jackie stepped between them. Sara stared at the bald beaver for a moment and then lifted her hand and stroked it. She thought it felt so soft to touch and wondered if her husband would like her that way. Thinking of her husband put some doubt into her mind about what she was doing. But when Jackie kicked her inner thigh with her knee she returned her attention to the bald pussy in front of her. Jackie had made her feel so good that she wanted to return the feeling. Sara inserted a finger inside Jackie and the older woman began to move her pelvis. Sara finger-fucked her slowly until Jackie dislodged her finger, pushing Sara onto her back, and climbed onto the bed.
Sara was flat on her back with Jackie straddling her. She looked up at the parted hairless pussy and the glistening drops of moisture. Sara reinserted her finger and watched it disappear into the folds of the other woman. She pulled her finger partly out and pushed it back inside, seeing for the first time how a pussy clings to the object inside it. Jackie impatiently began moving up and down on her finger, and Sara realized she was unintentionally teasing the other woman.
Sara removed her finger and grabbed Jackie around the hips, pulling her down to her face. When Jackie's pussy was close, Sara smelled the powerful aroma of her aroused cunt and hesitated for a moment. But she had made up her mind so she tentatively stuck her tongue out and pushed it between Jackie's labia. Sara liked the feeling and even the taste, but most of all she enjoyed the sighs coming from Jackie. She was pleasuring the older woman.
Jackie's moans encouraged Sara to lick harder. Soon, Sara's tongue was swiping inside Jackie's slit and then just poked at the entrance to her pussy. Sara wiggled just the tip of her tongue inside the juicy hole, causing Jackie to moan her frustration. But Jackie didn't have to wait too long. Holding Jackie's ass tightly, Sara pulled the older woman to her face while making her tongue as stiff as possible and extending it to its fullest. Her long tongue sunk into the depths of Jackie's pussy and the older woman's hips gyrated, rubbing her pussy on Sara's face. Sara responded by pulling her tongue out and then thrusting it back inside. Each time her tongue entered her, Jackie let out a groan.
"Oh baby, do it!" Jackie yelled. "Lick my pussy. Please, stick your tongue in my cunt and lick it. Oh baby, it feels so good. I love it."
Sara felt one of Jackie's hands on hers so she thought Jackie didn't want her to hold onto her butt. Sara dropped her hand to the mattress. But Jackie pulled Sara's hand back to her ass. When Sara re-gripped Jackie's butt, Jackie once again tried moving her hand. Sara was confused so she let Jackie guide her hand. She felt her finger being pushed into Jackie's crack and then moved around until the tip was pressed against her anus. Sara felt embarrassed about touching her there and waited for Jackie to push her hand away. But, instead, she felt Jackie pushing on Sara's finger. Sara wasn't sure what Jackie wanted so she just pushed the finger in the older woman's ass up to its first knuckle.
"Oh baby, like that," Jackie cried out. "Stick it in me... in my ass. Fuck my ass, baby."
Sara was shocked, but she pushed her finger in further. The reaction was immediate. Jackie let out a loud sigh and began moving her lower body more. Sara finger-fucked Jackie's asshole while her tongue moved in and out of her pussy. In fact, Jackie was bouncing around so much it was impossible for Sara to keep her tongue inside Jackie's pussy.
Sara kept finger-fucking Jackie's ass, but her tongue shifted to her clit. She licked it a while, causing a lot of screaming from Jackie, and then grabbed it between her lips. Sara sucked on Jackie's clit like a cock while flicking her tongue over it. It was too much for Jackie and she yet out a howl as she came, pouring her juices all over Sara's face.
When Jackie recovered, she scrambled off Sara and looked at her. Sara's face was shiny with Jackie's juices. The older woman bent over and began licking Sara's face like a cat, licking her own juices off Sara's face. When she thought Sara's face was clean, she leaned over and pressed her lips to Sara's. The two women's tongues mingled both their juices as they both swallowed it down eagerly. Then they broke apart and lay side by side, breathing heavily.
"I can't believe I did that," Sara finally said, looking up at the ceiling.
"I thought we did it," Jackie said.
Sara laughed nervously and said, "That's what I meant."
"Didn't you like it?" Jackie asked.
"Yes, very much... maybe too much. I never knew I could orgasm like that. And I... well, I never thought of making love to a girl."
"When I saw you staring at me in the diner I thought you were trying to pick me up," Jackie explained. "I didn't know you were straight."
"Didn't you see my ring?"
"Yeah, I saw that you were married, but that doesn't mean anything. I'm not stealing you from your husband, right?"
"Right."
"So, I thought you were attracted to me and wanted to have some fun."
"I was attracted to you," Sara admitted. "I don't know why, but I was."
"Well, I'm glad you were. I enjoyed making love to you, but we're not done if you want to continue."
"I-I think I do," Sara said shyly.
Jackie got on top of Sara and pushed the younger woman's legs apart. She got between them, nestling her bald pussy against Sara's neatly trimmed one. Jackie pressed her pussy against Sara's while staring at her face. Sara's eyes closed and she let out a moan when she felt the contact against her clit. Jackie slowly rocked her hips, rubbing their pussies together.
Sara wrapped her legs around Jackie's back like she did to her husband when he fucked her. She pulled the other woman towards her, pressing their pussies together more. At the same time, her hips started to move, pushing her pussy upwards against the older woman's. There was something special about feeling Jackie's pussy against hers. She felt their pubes squishing against each other, and one pussy-lip would enter the other's slit from time to time. But feeling the other woman's pussy press against her clit was the most erotic thing she had ever felt. Her legs clamped harder around Jackie's waist and Sara's hips moved more urgently. Soon she was muttering some unintelligible sounds as another orgasm swept through her body.
Sara's legs limply dropped to the mattress after she came. Jackie slid down her body and once again pressed her mouth against Sara's still throbbing pussy. She planted several loving kisses all over the area and then gently licked inside the slit, carefully avoiding Sara's very post-orgasm, overly sensitive clit.
Sara's eyes lazily opened as the gentle caress of Jackie's tongue sent shivers throughout her body. She looked down her body to see the smiling face of the older woman whose tongue was giving her so much pleasure.
"Let me do you now," Sara graciously offered.
"Okay, but I'll teach you something new."
Sara looked at her new lover and wondered what she had in mind. Jackie climbed off the bed and walked to her dresser. While she fumbled through the drawer, Sara once again admired the older woman's luscious ass... the ass that first attracted her. Jackie knew immediately what Jackie had pulled out of the drawer when she saw it.
"You put this on," Jackie said after walking back to the bed.
Sara got up and took the strap-on dildo from Jackie. She looked at it in puzzlement which caused the lesbian to giggle. Jackie took it back and helped put it on Sara. Once it was fastened in place, Jackie got onto the bed on her back and spread her legs. Sara stood next to the bed, looking down at the long phallus sticking out from her. She began laughing and couldn't stop.
"What's so funny?" Jackie asked.
"It..." [laugh] "looks so..." [giggle] "funny. I have a..." [several laughs] "a cock." [uncontrollable laughter].
Jackie joined her new friend in a joyous laugh and waited for Sara to regain control. Jackie knew that, although it was surely funny to Sara, some of her laughter was nervousness. But, eventually, Sara stopped laughing and wiped the tears from her eyes. She climbed onto the bed between Jackie's spread legs.
Sara looked at Jackie's waiting pussy and then at the dildo. She grasped the phallus-like object and leaned forward. This was all new to her and she was unsure of herself.
"Put it in me," Jackie pleaded. "Please, fuck me now."
Encouraged by the older woman, Sara pressed the tip at Jackie's hole and gently pushed in. She was literally afraid the large, hard object would hurt the woman. But Jackie was used to the dildo and thrust her hips up, capturing at least half of the plastic object inside her. When she collapsed back onto the mattress, the dildo slid out to the point Sara had pushed it in. Sara understood that her fears were unfounded and pushed her hips forward, watching the plastic phallus sink into Jackie's waiting pussy... inch by inch... until she felt their bodies touch.
Sara looked up at Jackie's face and saw a loving smile. Sara pulled her hips back and pushed them forward again. She did it again and again. Sara was fucking the woman. Sara felt a power that she had never felt before. She was controlling the fuck. Sure, when she straddled her husband and moved up and down on his cock, she was in control... but not really. Her husband had always been the dominant one in their lovemaking and, even when she was on top, he always had the power to flip her over and fuck her on her back. But not now. Now Sara was in control. She was doing the fucking. It felt wonderful to be thrusting a long, hard object in and out of a woman's pussy. And that's exactly what she did... in and out... in and out... Sara rammed the fake cock in and out of Jackie's pussy.
Jackie was moaning as her head moved from side to side. Sara was giving her the fuck of a lifetime. Jackie didn't know why, but Sara was really fucking her hard... and that's how Jackie liked it. She moved her own body to meet Sara's thrusts and made sure her clit was involved. She planted her feet on the mattress in order to be able to push up harder, and was rewarded with deeper penetration. Then she felt it... her big O... her overpowering orgasm approaching. Jackie let out a scream that startled Sara as she came hard. Sara stopped moving, but Jackie kept pushing her hips upwards, fucking the phallus that was connected to another woman. When her orgasm subsided, Jackie collapsed, totally exhausted and limp.
The two women spent the rest of the day and night in each other's arms, but the next day Sara had to attend the last day of her conference. They kissed goodbye at the door, knowing that they had shared a very special time together and that they would never see each other again. Sara's mind wasn't on the conference sessions that day, but she caught her afternoon flight that took her back to her family and "normal" life. But she would always have that day with Jackie to remember, and who knows what the future would bring.
THE END
