My Sharonna
By Carlotta Ramirez
It was 1984, post disco but not quite a new era. Dress codes and hairstyles were all over the place, America was looking for a new identity. I was in the music business so life for me was pretty simple; I just went with the look of the current hit bands. This means I had slightly spiked hair, heavy eyeliner and big heals. I tended to wear a lot of black, because it fit almost all occasions. My life was simple. I listened to a lot of music, talked about music and saw a lot of live music. At twenty one that was pretty close to heaven. Getting paid to be in the heart of the music business.
One Friday night a girlfriend and I went out to a local Irish bar on the North side of Chicago. It was after ten when we got there, so the place was packed. There was a lot of friendly groping going on as you worked your way to the bar for drinks. I was a big girl, I took it in the nature it was intended, drunken hornyness. The fact was I was leaning heavily toward women. I was reading a lot about lesbians and watching TV shows about lesbians but I still hadn’t worked up the nerve to commit to sleeping with a woman.
Abigail finished her pina colada and was busy being hit on by a couple college age boys at the table beside us, so I got her attention and asked if she wanted another? She glanced my way and gave me enthusiastic thumbs up. I girded my loins because the bar was even fuller now and began picking my way toward the bar. I had a few pleasant encounters along the way, one marriage proposal and two cuppings of my bottom. I finally found a spot where I could squeeze in and ended up next to a very tall and lean blonde with kind of puffy hair. She gave me a glance then went back to trying to get noticed by the bartender. I looked her over a little and had a passing thought about how she stirred something inside me. Eventually the bartender looked our direction and raised his eyebrows. Before she could speak, I said loudly two pina coladas and whatever this lady would like. She turned and with very little expression thanked me. To do so over the noise she had to bend into me and our faces touched. As she yelled at my ear. I was nearly swooning when she pulled away, her perfume or her body smell or the combination had just made me instantly excited. I never felt such a strong attraction before. I leaned back into her for another whiff and said I am Roxy and we shook hands as she said Sharon. I couldn’t help myself, I was overwhelmed by her scent, I can’t explain it but I leaned in again and said I am here with a girlfriend would you like to join us? She gave a shy smile and shook her head in the affirmative. When our drinks arrived, we worked our way back to the table and I made introductions. Abby was nearly turned all the way around and acting very receptive to the dark haired man hitting on her. She was polite but anxious to return to her prey. Sharon and I had to nestle together each time we had something to say, and I have to say I was prone to talking quite a lot all of the sudden. Her hair would brush my face and I could feel myself getting loose and hot.
I finally got the nerve and asked her if she wanted to go somewhere where we could hear each other and have a quiet drink. She didn’t hesitate, or look at me suspiciously or anything I had imagined might happen if I hit on another woman. I caught Abby’s attention and said goodnight. She was content to let the boys spill over to her table and carry on.
Outside on the street, the traffic noise seemed tame in comparison to the bar inside. My ears seemed to stop bleeding and I was able to glance at Sharon’s legs and figure as we made the street. I had only had three drinks and was surprised at how forward I felt toward her, and at how turned on I was.
Now I found myself out on the sidewalk with a very desirable lady and no clue how to proceed, I was petrified, the men had always done all the work, all I had to do was say yes or no and nature took it’s course. Now I had to be suave or smooth or aggressive or something to take this any further. Fortunately I knew the neighborhood and Sharon didn’t, so I said I know a quiet piano bar where we could get a drink if that sounds good to you? She lit up in a smile and nodded. We walked a few blocks and entered a dimly lit bar with dark furnishings which ate up the little light there was. I knew this was here because I walked by it many a night on the way home and noticed that when the door opened it was very laid back and full of ambience. We went in and got seated and ordered drinks. Sharon was a very shy woman as it turned out and tended to answer questions and not leave openings for a comeback.
As our eyes adjusted, I began to realize there were no men in the bar, just ladies, nicely dressed and mostly paired off. I was suddenly shocked; I had accidently taken her to a lesbian bar. I was pale with freight, I was guessing she would assume the worst and thought I was a lesbian. Then I suddenly realized that actually that was my intent. I felt myself loosen up a little and decided to let her take the lead as far as if she was comfortable here or not. I continued with small talk about our careers and neighborhoods and such and glanced around some as we talked, seeing some women sharing affection openly. I was even more relaxed now as we ordered our second round.
Sharon moved in a little closer and once again I got her scent, I swooned, this time I closed my eyes and said, Sharon what is that delightful scent your wearing, it is so nice!. She smiled and said Paloma Picasso, do you like it and she presented her wrist for me to smell. I took her hand and brought it to my nose and sighed deeply as I took it in. She was smiling when I opened my eyes. I have to say that is the most erotic scent I have ever smelled. Sharon blushed and gave me a sheepish smile.
I moved myself closer to her and said I hope you don’t mind but I just want to be close to you. She smiled again. Our thighs were barely touching but I could feel electricity shooting between them. I guess I just lost it and I leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips, she met my kiss and opened her mouth invitingly and kissed back. I was beyond turned on now, I was just plain wet. I stared in her eyes and she returned my eye contact and we had a deep soul kiss, my hands found her waist and pulled her closer to me. We held the kiss for sometime, me swooning her following my lead. When we broke the kiss, I looked deep in her eyes and saw she was as content and excited as me. “I live nearby, would you like to have a night cap there?” She hurriedly shook her head and we grabbed our purses and paid the bill and headed out. A couple times on the way I let my arm slide round her hips and she leaned into me. I just was dying to get her behind closed doors. We entered the foyer of the apartment and I couldn’t help myself and I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply, this time our tongues intertwined and we slowly felt up each others bodies. My hand touched her breast and I nearly died. She had such firm full breast I was beside myself. I took her hand and we hurried upstairs and into the apartment. I closed the door and pinned her against it in another deep kiss. We were both breathing heavily and groping each other like two school kids trying to figure out what was under the others cloths.
Somehow we made it to the bedroom, and our cloths gradually disappeared as we made out. I remember unhooking her bra and taking great delight in her erect nipples protruding from those magnificent breast. I immediately placed my mouth on the left one and received a very sensual sigh in return. She wiggled and squirmed under me, making me aware of how wet I was and how close I was to an orgasm., We kissed and turned into each others bodies and kissed nipples and fondled breast for ten minutes until I couldn’t stand it anymore, I was openly sighing, my body was crying out for release. Sharon looked me in the eyes and smiled and just then I felt her fingers caress my vagina, coming to rest on my clit. She no sooner touched me there and I climaxed, rolling from side to side in ecstasy. She attacked my lips and neck and I just came more. Her scent was driving me over the top. After I began to regain my senses, I decided to explore her body. I already was high on her breast and nipples, so I kissed the soft flesh of her belly and hip bones and worked my way toward her special spot. Her entire body was so aromatic it was like eating chocolate as I kissed her here and there and licked lightly tasting the faint salt of her perspiration. I was already excited again and then I found her pussy, my tongue gently tasting at first then plunging inside her like a knife, then out then upward in search or her clit. I did what I thought had always felt good to me, and it seemed to work because she began to moan and roll to and fro and get louder as I began to gently suck her clit. Soon she was bucking wildly, sighing and moaning and nearly screaming oh yes, oh yes and she reached down and pulled my face tight against her vagina and came like she was possessed, the whole time moaning in a very erotic fashion. This made me so hot, I found myself climaxing again and I flopped down onto of her and we grinded out bodied together for quite sometime, both in a state of sexual release. Finally we both calmed down and I fell off to the side and we kissed deeply, tasting her body and mine all mixed into one wet kiss. We rubbed our hands over each other, touching and caressing and both sighing deeply and my fingers reached her nipple, which was still rock hard and I heard her moan deeply and realized she was still turned on, so my hand went down to her slit and one finger slipped inside her and she began to moan again rhythmically and turned toward me reaching out for my body. I turned over onto her again leaving my finger inside her. She pumped against my hand and finger, wanting more and our breast met and our hot bodies touched and she went into higher gear. I have to say her sexuality was a turn on in itself. I kissed her deeply and fondled her breast with my other hand and I was grinding my self on her thigh as she moaned louder and began to buck in passion and I realized she was climaxing again. She held onto me like an animal trying to avoid falling from a cliff. She moaned and orgasmic so hard, I nearly came again myself. Wow this was one sexy woman, her whole body was a giant tuned sex machine and I was just thrilled to be sharing her pleasure. When she calmed down a little, I nestled into her neck and kissed her at the base of her neck and the scent she had won me over with was stronger than ever. It reignited the passion I had originally felt and I found my self humping her leg and nestling into her neck to try and become one with the scent. She picked up on my passion and moved down my body until she could slide her hands under my bottom and lifted my pussy to her mouth. She did such indescribable things to me that I lost track of time and space and slipped into a pure state of ecstasy, at some point I grabbed her leg and got her to slide around into a sixty nine and we both moaned and ate and moaned and hugged hips and moaned until we both orgasmed again. This time when we entwined in each others arms, we pulled up the covers and fell into a much needed sleep locked in an embrace. My last memory of that night was the radio was playing MY Sharonna as I smiled and drifted off into a peaceful sleep.