My Secret Lesbian Fetish
My Secret Lesbian Fetish. I don’t always have any such thoughts of being with another woman, but when I do, it’s like a curious but amazing feeling. I saw Sandy walking up the steps to my home from my window. Sandy was my morning study partner when I was in college. I still hadn’t brushed up on any of that week’s homework - maybe Sandy can catch me up.
The doorbell rings. I rush down the stairs to greet my brand-new visitor. “Hi Sandy, come on in,” I say with a grin from cheek to cheek as she passes right through my open and marbled passageway. “Wow! What a wonderful home you have .” We walked right on through and into the kitchen area. Sandy was lost in the view and mesmerized by the reality of the most beautiful outdoor area she has ever laid eyes upon. The fresh lush greenery meanders over a yellow brick pathway down to the most gorgeous swimming pool she has ever seen.
A swimming pool of rock and a waterfall that gently wetted the rocky outskirts of a swimming pool one could only dream of. As I passed the glass to her our fingers gently met and our eyes locked properly for the first time. Sandy took the glass and sipped as she turned her eyes of wonder at the paradise outside. I sipped as well as I joined her standing there in enchantment. Seeing this world through Sandy’s Eyes was wonderful - I needed this glimpse of such innocence and wonder. I needed this presence and openness more than I ever thought I did.
We both stood there maybe a touch longer than I normally would with a visitor - without even saying a word. The sudden ease I felt and shared of just saying nothing. No need for small talk, talk that was only unnatural, and awkward - we slowly just sipped as we both looked over the whole yard but especially the mesmerizing rock pool below. “How about we dangle our legs in the pool, it just may help us concentrate a tad or two?” Right then I saw a fresh new look on her eyes, cheeks, and lips.
She involuntarily swallowed as she was taken aback by my soft generosity and unabashed forwardness only a woman could trace. Sitting as we did, by the idyllic and soft-felt splash and spray of a palm-shaded pool area I was so blessed and touched that I could share. A moment with her. A young twenties sat only inches away. I couldn’t believe how close we sat. We were touching as we took in the splash and spray. Together we even breathed in. I turned to her - she was already turned slightly and smiling at me with a new look - a look of something only I understood.
“Sandy, I appreciate you coming over...”She broke my sentence and held my hand. So naturally, we held hands. We were both reasonably comfortable in our shorts and tank tops - coincidental enough our tank tops were both white. I could feel her gaze on my boobs as I felt a new pulse from the grip of her hand. For some strange reason, I was not at all shocked or nervous as she brought her other hand up and touched my boob.
Sandy ever so softly cupped my boob. She cupped my boob and slowly fiddled with my nipple. I had to kiss. I needed to kiss. As I was even just thinking these sentences she brought her lips to mine. Our mouths opened as we perfectly kissed. I’ve never kissed another woman before. I never even imagined such a perfect kiss could exist. Our legs were still dangling in the water as we tongue-kissed each other for the longest time.
The splash and spray from the waterfall only added to such magic of our wet mouths and tongues slipping over one another. Our mouths were becoming so wet and messy with each other’s wetness that she then lifted my tank top to expose my boobs. My mouth felt like it was home as I explored her entire mouth. I stared into her eyes as I felt for the first time another woman’s young boobs. Her boobs were much smaller than mine and firmer than mine. Her boobs belonged to ME! I so much had to have the rest of her but I still needed her mouth as much and even more so than ever. I needed to make her boobs soaking wet. We rearranged ourselves by the pool in such a way that we could in effect sixty-nine each other’s boobs at the same time.
I was above her, and my boob lowered into her mouth. I reciprocated lovingly and took as much of her small boob into my mouth as I could take. I moved to her other boob and she did the same. I moved my hand slowly down and into her shorts. Oh My Gosh, my boobs were getting the best sucking I have ever experienced and even ever imagined. My boobs hung down and fed her. Such electricity I have never experienced before nor even dreamed of. Such a tort body that lay right beneath me, offering herself up to me. I had to now explore further.
Down came her shorts. Only as far as a few inches though. This somehow felt far sexier and kinkier to have her still dressed as I drank in the view of her beautiful and freshly shaved vagina. With her legs together I admired her partly showing vagina. I wanted more. I needed more. “Let’s turn you around dear” I let slip out quite naturally.
Sandy was now on her knees with her bottom presented to me. I couldn’t take my eyes off this incredible and delicious sight. I had my hands on each side of her shorts and underpants, keeping her sexy shorts at the perfect height. Extra confidence and power just came over me now, I caressed her buttocks ever so gently and lowered my mouth to her bottom. I lick up and down. I heard her moan. I kept on licking - making her so wet between her ass cheeks. My tongue for some reason now roamed and kept coming back to rest right on her naughty and welcoming asshole.
I gently pushed my tongue against that glorious hole and she eventually relaxed her ass muscles for me to enter. I now held my tongue inside her as now she gently pushed back on my tongue as we fucked. Her ass was fucking me in the dirtiest way. Now was the time I removed her shorts and underpants completely. Now was the time I tongue fuck a cunt, or more precisely - time for a cunt to fuck my tongue…
I turn her around onto her back and spread her legs wide. I observe her welcoming cunt. I lower myself now onto this perfect cunt and my mouth takes in as much of her cunt as I could muster. I gently massage her belly and I can now taste her whole vagina. Her whole vagina is seeping wet into my mouth. She is so delicious. However, she is feeding me her cunt. She is leaking into my mouth and I love her every drop.
My Secret Lesbian Fetish
Sandy, my lover, now starts to quiver and shake as I now have my tongue right against her G-Spot. I gently fondle the entrance to her asshole with my index finger and thumb - this makes her go wild. I massage her boob now as I own her whole ass and cunt. She is surrendering her whole womanhood to me. Feeding me. I’m drinking with her. She is exploding now as she squirts now around my tongue and down my throat. Shaking and shivers for a long while and eventually, she goes weak. Her hands now slowly embrace my cheeks as she lovingly with no words suggests to me it is my turn. Before I knew it, I slowly lowered myself over this incredibly beautiful face.
I look down and we have complete eye contact. I love her wonderful eyes. Her mouth makes me weak at the knees as she now explores my womanhood, and enters my womanhood with her wettest of wet mouths and tongues. I want this moment to last forever as we stop for a moment in time - her finger against my anus, her tongue up inside my cunt as I can feel my early threshold of orgasm racing in my direction. This was the beginning of a beautiful encounter that I wanted to continue.
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