Writer's note 1 - This is a true account of an evening about three and a third years into our relationship in which we managed to find a little bit of kink to liven things up :) The fact it happened on foreign territory (Seville, in Spain) only helped to liven things up a little more! It describes lesbian sex between consenting adults - if it is illegal to read material like this where you are reading, then go away, spank yourself and don't do it again! Please respect my copyright, and send nice (!) comments to carolynandleigh@dial.pipex.com
Writer's note 2 - to save myself from having to find a way to do it in the account that follows, I just want to take the opportunity to briefly describe myself and my partner Carolyn. My name is Leigh. I am about 5'8" tall, and when this happened, I had longish blonde hair (dyed). I weigh about 140 lbs or so, and I like to think of myself as curvaceous rather than slightly overweight, so there! I am a 36 B cup, which looks fuller than it has any business to because I am quite narrow-chested when looked at from the front. I work in advertising and PR and my office is based in London, although a travel a lot for my work. Carolyn stands just a shade over 5 feet tall and has naturally dark blonde hair that she highlights lighter and keeps cut quite short. She is keen on keeping in shape, is always watching what she eats, and takes many opportunities through the day to slip in what exercise she can. She has lost the slightly muscular look she had when we met - she abandoned the weight training in favour of the more cardio-vascular exercise of regular sex ;) - but is still very much in shape. She weighs in at about 105, and is almost flat chested - she wears a 32A when she needs to, but usually does without. She works in the aviation contracting department of a large tour operator. At the time of this we were both 30 years old.
Enough waffle! On with the fun part!
I sighed with boredom. The presentation, which I had been assured would only be an hour long, was now approaching two and a half hours. I felt Carolyn's fingers press lightly on mine and I smiled at her in thanks for her support. If this were boring for me, it would be many times worse for her. The presentation was a part of a trade fair which I had been sent to in order to represent my company. My boss had given me a list of people to find and conversations to have. He said it would be maybe 2 or 3 days of work, and I'd be free to do as I pleased for whatever was left of the five-day conference. At least it was being held in Seville, Spain, rather than in some dreary English resort like last year. Even though this was the holiday off-season, the city was still much warmer than I had been accustomed to in recent months.
Carolyn had flown out this afternoon, and I could not do anything about the smile of contentment that crept onto my face as I remembered our frantic but too brief lovemaking session before we had to start getting ready to come to this formal dinner. She looked absolutely incredible. She had just had her hair cut and styled, and with the deft touch she had with make up, she could have walked right off a catwalk. A gorgeous formal gown in deep blue crowned the effect. It was a perfect fit around her dainty but athletic figure. I was still dressed in a business suit and even though it was an expensive outfit, I knew I looked dull and plain sitting next to her.
And then everyone was standing and applauding, and I hurried to copy them. The speeches were over and the business day was done. With Carolyn following me, I said my goodbyes to the people I knew and wished them a productive conference for the last two days. Carolyn was absolutely serene in her ankle-length gown. Many times I had to stop myself from just staring at her, open-mouthed. It killed me to have to do it, but I couldn't acknowledge her as my partner, my lover, and my soul mate - although that is what I wanted to do more than anything else in the world. My boss knew, and so did other people I worked with, but despite what the media says there is still a stigma attached to being gay or lesbian these days. I don't agree with others' prejudice, but I have to acknowledge their existence or I wouldn't be able to achieve anything at all.
We had been going out for over three years now (the story of how we became a couple is told in the story titled 'Rare Holiday', in the lesbian/beginnings section of this site). I knew now that Carolyn was the woman I wanted to share my life with. We had our arguments, like any couple, but when we thought what life would be like without the other, that was always enough to make us patch up any differences.
By this time we had finally made it to the hotel's courtesy car. Carolyn and myself were being ferried back along with two other delegates, both of them male. I didn't know them, and they didn't know we were a couple, so I was forced to keep my hands to myself and the conversation on a business level. I could see that they were wondering if they should start to flirt. I was in no mood to deal with that right now and fortunately they seemed to pick up on that.
At the hotel, there was only one message waiting for me, from my boss wanting me to check in to let him know how things were going.
"I'm sorry hon - this will only take a minute."
She nodded her OK and I switched on my cell and speed-dialed the number, seating myself in one of the foyer lounge areas. She sat nearby, looking around at the hotel with awe. Despite working for a large tour operator, Carolyn was not well travelled and this was something of an experience for her.
I tried to keep the report short, but my boss wanted details, and after about a quarter of an hour, Carolyn had had enough. She grabbed my laptop, which I had needed to switch on to confirm a couple of points, and she tapped out a message to me - saying she was hot and sweaty and was going for a swim in the hotel pool, and that I should meet her there. Irritated now at my boss - since it was, after all, past 9 pm my time and would be after 8 for him - I tried to cut the conversation short but it was still a further 15 minutes before I could get away. I switched off my phone and hurried to our room to change into my swimwear, wishing I had been here when Carolyn was stripping off the ball gown which was draped carefully on its hanger on the wardrobe door.
I put on a bathing gown over my bikini and caught the lift down to the sub-basement level which was where the hotel's heath facilities were located. At this time of day the place was deserted, and I threw my robe into the first locker I found before heading into the swimming pool.
The lights were dimmed when I went in - Carolyn had turned them down to a romantic level. Only one or two lights were on above water, but she had turned on all of the sub-surface lighting and it looked fabulous. I had half expected her to be lying, waiting for me in one of the recliners, but a smile tugged at my face as I saw she was doing lengths in the pool, her strong strokes and kick making the water choppy. No doubt she was working out some of the frustrations from earlier.
I slipped into the warm water, and watched her for two or three lengths, admiring her athleticism. Then she noticed me, and with a smile on her face, she headed for me, diving underwater. She came up in front of me, into my arms, her mouth kissing me frantically, her tongue stabbing between my lips. I could taste the chlorine from the water on her lips as I smoothed back her wet hair. I felt her legs curl around behind me and her arms up my shoulders. I let my hands move down to her bottom, caressing and stroking the smooth skin. I couldn't feel a bathing suit, but my questing thumbs discovered she was wearing just a g-string bikini bottom. I knew she only had one g-string bikini and I felt my excitement rising again - I had not yet seen it but the matching top half was about as brief as the very high-cut bottom. She had not dared to wear it in public yet, but I knew she looked incredibly sexy in it - and more than a little bit slutty.
I walked with her still kissing me until the water was shoulder deep and would support most of our weight. My fingers crept down the cleft of her bottom, pushing aside the string of her bikini. I brushed over her puckered anus and she shivered slightly as I tickled it. I continued my exploration a little further round and found her slit. Easily, I slid the tip of my index finger inside her and she gasped and moaned into my mouth at the touch. I waggled my fingertip and felt her clutch on all the tighter. I lifted her slightly higher, and with my mouth pushed aside the scrap of cloth, which was all that covered her hard nipple and took the hard little nub into my mouth. As I teased the nipple with my teeth and tongue she pulled my head tight into her breast, not letting me pull free, not that I wanted to!
She was clinging on to me tightly enough so I let go with my other hand and started to stroke her clit through the thin fabric of her micro-bikini. Every time I came into contact with it, a shudder went through her body. I moved my other hand around to her front as well, quickly putting my finger back into her pussy before she could complain. I pushed it in deeper, the heat of her vagina a stark contrast to the relative coolness of the swimming pool, and curled my finger back, trying to stimulate her G-spot. Unfortunately I don't think I quite made it, as the angle was difficult and my movements were restricted by our position.
This was all well and good, but I was horny as well, and needed some relief of my own. I suggested to Carolyn that we head for the changing rooms where we would have more room. She pushed off from the side and swam strongly for the steps up out of the water, easily beating me there, and all but ran out of the pool, the water streaming from her almost naked body. She turned around to hurry me out, and I could see that she had not re-adjusted her bikini - one of her breasts was completely showing, and the bottom half had bunched to one side, clearly showing her slit. She took my hand as I emerged, and seemingly oblivious to our wet feet on the smooth slippery floor, pulled me into the shower area.
She started up two of the communal showers, and pulled me under one of the hot jets of water, kissing me with her usual animal passion, her hands pulling at my swimming costume. Moments later we had removed our bikinis and were together again, this time entirely naked. Her knee pushed between my legs, and I felt my pussy come into contact with her thigh, at the same time as mine did with hers. We undulated together as we kissed, each of us trying to get maximum friction on our most sensitive area.
As if she realised I was starting to become frustrated through the rather hit and miss stimulation this offered, Carolyn dropped to her knees in front of me and grabbed my bottom, pulling my crotch into her face. She had always been very enthusiastic at oral sex, but now she was backing that enthusiasm with considerable skill, and after three years she knew exactly the rhythm to set and where to stimulate to gain the maximum response from me. But tonight she was attacking me like she was in a frenzy. Her tongue pushed strongly down my slit, rubbing and pressuring my clit before dipping inside my pussy. Every time her tongue moved away from my clit, it was quickly replaced by her finger, rubbing my clit to build my excitement even faster.
After a minute or so of this I was having trouble standing as the waves of pleasure flowed through me, and I steadied myself on her shoulders as my knees started to get unreliable. This movement made the water hit me full in the chest, sending tingles through my nipples, which only added to the excitement. The hot water cascaded down, funnelled by my breasts and over Carolyn's head. She didn't let that bother her and continued her assault on my body. I'd been trying to keep quiet, as I knew how much the hard tile walls would echo any noises we made, but I could not stop myself letting out a low wail as my orgasm hit. My legs were like jelly, and I dimly felt Carolyn wrap her arms around my legs to brace me, even as she sucked and licked me towards my shattering orgasm.
I sank to the floor, and into my lover's embrace. We sat on the floor, our legs intertwined as we kissed tenderly and she held me as I came down from the orgasm. We were in our own little world, with the comforting heat of the shower still cascading down on us.
Then suddenly, we heard a sound in the shower that wasn't caused by us! Panicking, and holding on to each other in our surprise, we looked around to see a middle-aged lady calmly starting her shower - ignoring the other half dozen or so showers, and standing at the shower point right next to where we were! She was a statuesque lady, with her body starting to run to fat, although she obviously made an effort to keep herself in trim. She must have been working out in the studio while we had been frolicking.
I started to stammer an apology, reaching for my bikini, but she smiled and spoke as she started to lather her hair. "Please, don't mind me - you two look so in love and so happy, and are perfect together."
Carolyn grinned mischievously, and before I knew it, she had me pinned to the floor, her hands holding my arms, as she sat on my stomach. I had always known she had an exhibitionist streak in her, but I thought this was going a bit far. But I didn't have time to argue. She slid up my body, and placing her knees by my head, presented my mouth with her clean-shaven pussy - covering my lips with hers, you might say! She was really smooth. She must have given herself the once-over with the electric before she came down to remove any traces of stubble.
In bed, this is one of our (several) favourite positions - both of us can relax, and really take the time to stimulate the other properly. However, on the tile floor of the shower it wasn't quite as good - especially with no pillow to support my head at the best angle! I didn't let that stop me, and reaching around her thighs, pulled Carolyn's perfect slit gently apart so I could attack her clit with the same fervour she had done to me earlier. It wasn't long before my neck started to ache, and I felt Carolyn's hands come down to support my head as I licked her.
Or so I thought. I started to realise that the angle she was holding me at was impossible from the angle she was at - and I knew from past experience that Carolyn tended to arch her back and lean way back while I was licking her this way. My eyes snapped open and I looked into the upside-down face of the strange woman, who was still smiling encouragingly as she kneeled behind me, holding my head at the proper angle. She seemed to be watching what I was doing with great attention to detail, and urged me to continue.
I wasn't so happy about this - I realised I didn't mind very much having a spectator, but I drew the line at a threesome. One of my major faults in a relationship is my jealous possessiveness, and I had lost several girlfriends to it in the past. Carolyn didn't seem to mind though. Indeed, she seemed to enjoy the fact I loved her so much. Plus, she had never once given me any reason to doubt or suspect her, in spite of my sometimes smothering over-protectiveness.
Anyway. It because clear after a short while that she wasn't about to try anything more than assist me, seemingly content to watch us. This let me turn all my attention back to Carolyn, pushing her closer and closer to orgasm. Pulling her wide apart to give myself best access, I pressed down hard with my tongue on her tiny nub of a clit, grinding the rough surface against her, and as I did so, I felt the little tremor that always precedes her orgasm, and I managed to plunge my tongue into her pussy just exactly as it hit. As always, her copious juices seemed to explode from her, and holding her hips down firmly, I greedily sucked them down as she bucked and shivered astride me. It always seems faintly disgusting to me whenever I think about that part of love making when I'm not aroused, but whenever I give her oral sex I can't stop myself from doing it!
I thought she might some and kiss me then, as we almost always do after an orgasm, but she was still ready for more. Once she had her breath back, she turned over and started to lick me again. We don't often do 69s, as I am just over seven inches taller than Carolyn and it can sometimes be a little awkward. As she went to work on my pussy, I could no longer reach her comfortably with my mouth and so went to work with my hands instead. I eased two fingers inside her soaking wet pussy, letting them set there as she would still be sensitive from her orgasm of before. After a moment to let her get used to it, I started to tickle her clit with my fingertip and ease my fingers in and out in a slow and gentle fucking motion.
I noticed our observer get up and move to look at what Carolyn was doing. It felt strange to be lying there with my legs spread wide apart while a stranger was gazing so intently at our lovemaking - but it was also thrilling and I could feel myself responding.
Carolyn abandoned using her tongue and started to use her hands instead. This was no second-best, because Carolyn has a way of tensing up her arm muscles to the point where her forearm shakes very rapidly. She says this is the result of a mis-spent youth playing video games in the arcade, but there was no game in what she used the technique for these days. Lightly tapping my clit with her finger several times a second, I tell you, it's better than a vibrator! She was finger-fucking my pussy at the same time and I stepped up my own pace. I knew she wouldn't be far from coming again, as she had only just tipped over, but from the speed I was coming up on mine I knew I'd have to speed up. I twisted my shoulder and managed to get my hand in a position where I could press on her g-spot every time I thrust into her, and coupled this with as fast a rubbing on her clit as I could manage. Frantically, we pushed each other closer and closer, all the while watched by the strange lady.
Then I saw her telltale jolt and grabbed for her thighs to pull my mouth up to her pussy. I didn't quite manage it and got a face full of her cum on the initial spurt, but I managed to catch the rest. My own orgasm almost caught me by surprise, as I had been concentrating on Carolyn. It was a brief one, but very intense.
We disentangled ourselves and stood under the shower, stroking, softly kissing, and caressing each other - these are the gentle times in which we re-affirm our love and commitment for each other. For me they are very intense and I easily get lost in the moment.
At some point during this, the strange lady had left us, presumably without a word. I never did find out who she was, and neither of us saw her again while we were there. I still wonder why she did what she did. I don't even know if she was aroused by it at all, I know I didn't notice her touching herself while we watched. I don't know if you are out there and reading erotica on the web, but on the remote chance if you were that lady, please get in touch! It's been bugging me for 4 years!!
That's about the end of this account. After we got cleaned up, we put our costumes back on and wore the robes back up to our bedroom. It was late, and we were drowsy from our lovemaking and by the heat of the shower. We fell asleep in each other's arms and slept the soundest sleep we had in months.