Eyes Wide Shut and Nostrils Wide Open
by Lola N.
It was our first meeting in years. She was as beautiful as ever, only now she was ripe. When we had it happen, we were both too young and immature to face and appreciate what we shared, and eventually we faded away from each other.
Her invitation was quite a surprise. And there I was, in that very same room where we shared our exploration of each other and ourselves, sitting on, could it really be, the very same bed in which I had been first touched by another woman. Get yourself together, woman, your had is floating in thin air!
We were chatting, behind the locked door of her room in her parent's apartment - while her parents were having a drink with her aunt and some relatives in the living room. Locked door was understandable in this occasion: the bride to be was trying on her wedding dress! Straightening her petticoat, my hands were underneath her skirt, touching her ivory stocking-clad leg and her warm thigh above the lace-top. Oh my, she looked so gorgeous. So desirable. So... fuckable. And, like so many ears ago, her parents were in the next room!
Unzipping her bodice, I helped her take the dress off. And there we were, after all those years sitting on same bed, me in a skirt and jersey, straight from my work, and she in ivory satin shoes, ivory stockings, misty lace panties and matching corset with ruffled lace garters. Her legs crossed, she spilled her tits out looking me in the eyes:
"Don't you find me attractive any more?"
Like all that time never passed by, I inhaled her perfume from between her tits, my eyes wide shut and nostrils wide open. Now I understood. This was her way of saying good bye. Pressing my lips against the soft inner curve of her tit, I was licking a trace around the nipple. Both her nipples jumped out.
My jersey was unbuttoned, my blouse had upper two buttons undone, and she opened it for one button more. Licking her luscious-red lips, she could have seen my black bra. Her language become dirty, our legs restless, our thighs were touching, like back then, we were both horny. And once again, we had to be quiet so her parents wouldn't hear us!
She was squeezing my tit, that's why she has undone my blouse. She was squeezing it strongly. I would have moaned out of pain mixed with joy, but I couldn't. She was licking her lips.
I moved closer, licking her left ear, tongue-fucking it. I could have felt her moans and gasping. She liked it for sure.
We had little time, so, I though, let's use it well. And with that though, I inserted my hand in between her soft thighs, only to realize how dump were her panties! She was gyrating against my hand, massaging my tit while I was licking her ear lobe. She smelled so good! I was to smell of her.
She was gyrating more and more, her hips circling the bed, rolling the linen down. She positioned herself so I could insert my finger into her now soaked cunt.
And, finally, we kissed for the first time ^Ö ever! Tongues exploring mouths, if we only were alone, we would have been naked and fucking! We were kissing like possessed, so madly, so wild, licking each other, licking ourselves... I was kissing her neck, she was biting into her own lip!
"Slow down, my dear, you'll tear my bra!"
Her neck was wet of my saliva while she was taking her hand out of my shirt to push it under my skirt. Damn! I had pantyhose! Feeling the dump patch forming on the crotch, she was caressing my inner thighs gently, like she would caress a little baby. She remembered! We were enjoying each other with her parents and relatives in the next room.
My tits were about to explode. She lowered her head to kiss them, not allowing herself to unbutton my blouse any more in case someone wants to enter the room. We were wiggling and embracing desperately on her bed. My cream was creating a lake in between my thighs.
"Cam on, press my clit, don't you see how I'm spreading my legs for you," I thought, pushing her panties aside and probing her willing anus with two fingers, inserting the rest of them into her ever deeper lake. She was shaking, I was so gentle, she was about to melt out of joy. She was looking at me with warmth, then she closed her eyes. Her face was so very red.
She was so open that, if I had any more fingers to spare, I could have inserted all of them into her. I filled her mouth with my tongue, thus plugging all her holes. Oh my, she was so sweet!
Slowly, she started to tremble. My tongue going in and out of her mouth, she was swallowing my saliva. I still remember her quiet, quick gasps for air, for very life, caressing my hair at the same time, and touching my neck with her fingertips.
My fingers were upright and she was sliding up and down, like being hit by the wavelets at the beach. Like feeling the sun warmth on my breasts. Simple like being happy.
She was moving faster and faster, circling and up and down and circling again. Her tits were touching mine, I felt her nipples through my blouse.
She started to spasm, caressing my cunt though my panties and hose all the time, faster and faster and yet, softly. She was so close to her launch into outer space that I felt her breath on my face, I felt her heart pumping, her blood flowing though veins, drop of saliva in the corner of her luscious lips, while my tongue continued its piston action in her mouth.
I felt her creaming my fingers, her labia swelling while riding my hand, pleasuring herself. I was holding onto her neck so she couldn't move her head away. All her holes open to me, she was wiggling faster and faster.
Her anus was as wet almost as her cunt, creams everywhere. Pity I couldn't burry my face into her slick cunt! Her face was blood red, also of her smeared lipstick. She was enjoying herself and I was all creamy cause she was enjoying herself. My hand was all juicy of her while she was becoming dry.
She cum so quickly, so softly. I was so very gentle and, with her old lover, she was relaxed. I pulled my hand out of her soaked panties and we were both licking her cream greedily, giving my fingers a blowjob.
She kissed my mouth, whispering that she wants me to cum now, but alas, it was too late already. The little time we had, we spent the best we could.
Someone was knocking at the door. I used my saliva-wet fingers to clean lipstick of her face the best I could while she was doing the same for me. Next, we used her bed linen to wipe our faces dry, sitting on her bed like that was all that we were doing. I remember letting my hair fall over my blushed face. She quickly put the robe on went to open the door.
Ten minutes later I was leaving and she kissed me good bye giving me a golden paper-wrapped parcel. I ripped it open in the elevator, to see her dump misty lace panties in the palm of my hand. I pressed them against my face.
After the wedding, she moved overseas with her husband. That was the last time I saw my first lesbian lover.
Wish I happened like this, but after we faded away we... just faded away. Guess that's life. If your panties are dump by now, please tell me of your experience and add your state and age, I'd like to know my readers. Write to vumbura@yahoo.com. And please don't send just one sentence if you hope me to answer. Yours, Lola