The worst thing about being female is having periods, and the worst thing about having periods are the few days beforehand when you could bite the head off your nearest and dearest without a qualm and spit the bits down the toilet without a thought.
My girlfriend was in such a mood and had given me such a tongue lashing (verbally, not physically unfortunately) that she brought me close to tears, yet again. Right then she hated me, hated the lovely apartment we lived in, hated the world, and above all she hated herself.
In short, my lover was a complete fucking monster for at least 4 days a month and I had begun to dread her moods and the violence that inevitably accompanied them. I wanted out of this relationship while I was still a whole person.
The decision was finally made for me one evening when I suggested sex, nice tender loving sex which we both normally enjoyed so much.
"All you fucking think about is sex!" she screamed as she hurled a vase at my head, complete with flowers and water, "If you want it so bad then fuck off and find a quick shag, but don't you fucking dare bring her back here!" she picked up a large glass ashtray that we had stolen from the pub some weeks ago and prepared to throw that too. I heard it smash into the door through which my hasty exit had been made.
I packed and fucked off without a word, leaving my normally placid lady to trash the apartment she was now the sole tenant of, packed the car with some bags and called Lisa, my best girlfriend on her mobile.
"Hi darling," she gushed, "I was just about to take a long soak with a book and a bottle of wine."
I explained about Emma, the girl I had just left, and asked if I could stay for a few days until I could find somewhere permanent to live.
"God yes, of course darling," cooed Lisa, "pop round now and we can share the tub and chat."
The thought of seeing the luscious Lisa naked and sharing a prolonged bath with her made me tingle all over with delicious anticipation.
"I'll be round by the time you've run the bath," I replied, slamming the car into gear and zooming into the traffic. Fuck Emma, she was history! I switched off my phone so Emma couldn't call and persuade me to return. Our affair had run its course.
"Wow that was quick!" she said a few minutes later as I threw some bags through her door and hugged her.
She kissed my cheek and stroked my hair, mumbling words of endearment and not a few vicious asides at Emma for being a complete bitch and upsetting me so.
The heat radiated from her slim lithe body as we hugged, the gown she had put on to cover her pre bath nakedness becoming more and more dishevelled by the second, but hey ho, we were two girls together and hadn't we both seen it all before?
Her hugs and caresses were having a profound effect on my pussy which had begun to throb and ooze and it took the greatest restraint on my part not to ravish her there and then.
I couldn't do that of course, she was my best and oldest, most cherished friend in the world, the one person who had stood by me when I "came out" a few years ago. I had never hit on her and she had never shunned me because I was a lesbian. We both agreed to differ sexually, she was Straight with a capital S and I was Lesbian with a capital L. The though of having sex with Lisa, gorgeous as she was (and still is) was akin to having sex with a close family member, and yet here she was turning me on so, so very much.
I guess it's time to belatedly introduce myself.
My name is Celeste, very often shortened to Cel and I am a lesbian, Gay, a carpet muncher or whatever you like to call people like me. I am a Lipstick Lesbian and proud of it, not one of those muscle bound truck driving Dykes with hairy, smelly armpits and beer bellies. My hair is black, eyes brown and I stand 5'9 inches tall in bare feet. I'm slim and my bust is way too small, am 25 years old, have no pets and as of this evening no lover and nowhere to call my own.
Lisa is the same age, we were at school together, she has dark blonde hair and is perfectly proportioned for her slim 5'4 body which was threatening to melt me if she didn't let go pretty soon.
"Come on darling let's go and soak, the bath is ready and you can tell me all about what happened," she purred.
Quite how she dared parade naked in front of a sex hungry Les was beyond me, but she did and seemed to think nothing of it and I couldn't hit on her much as I wanted to, could I now? She must have known I wouldn't try to jump her pretty bones.
She looked good, in fact good isn't a strong enough word by any means, she looked sensational! Her skin was tanned to a beautiful shade of brown with only tiny triangles of white showing over her nipples where her bikini had been, and the white string like marks of what must have been a miniscule thong bikini bottom.
She noticed my stare and we locked eyes just before she lifted a leg and stepped into the bath.
"You had a pretty close shave there Lisa," I remarked, pointing at her pussy, "Was he worth it?"
She laughed and said she'd just had a few days in Mallorca and no, the guy was a complete waste of space.
"Get in then," she said, and I realised that I was still fully dressed, having spent the last few minutes ogling the dream girl that was taboo to me.
"In fact," she went on, "in fact, he was a wanker! He drank so much he couldn't fuck, and when he was sober he couldn't fuck because he had a headache. A whole week wasted and not a single orgasm!"
"Know how you feel sweetie," I commiserated, "I haven't had any for ages, could fuck a trapped rat if I could catch one."
"Celeste! You're disgusting at times!" but she was smiling as she lifted a glass of wine to her sweet lips.
She tickled my feet and I did the same to her even though feet are my pet hate, yuk, but anything to make her happy I thought. She soaped my legs up to the thighs and I returned the favour, wishing that I could "accidentally" go a little further and touch the hot little pussy nestling between her legs, but I dared not because her friendship meant more to me than mere sex.
Even though this bath was large there was barely enough room for two without becoming quite intimate and now and then I could have sworn I felt Lisa's toes touch my trimmed pussy hairs but she never gave a sign that she had done so on purpose.
We sat and lay there just chatting and putting the world to rights. The topic of sex kept re-occurring but my kind of sex seemed not to be for discussion until:-
"Cel?"
"Yes darling?" I replied.
"What's it like, I mean what's it really like? Between two women I mean." she asked.
How could I explain to her that not every girl's sex life revolves around a cock? How could I explain in mere words that girl on girl sex is the nicest, softest, most intimate lovemaking imaginable? I couldn't. She would have to be shown one day but dare I be the one to initiate it I wondered.
"You really want to know?" I asked. She didn't reply but looked at me and nodded just slightly.
"Come here," I whispered, the water cascading from her petite frame as she knelt and moved to where I sat, my legs parting to make room for her.
I meant to kiss her then but she drew back and broke the moment, "I think about it a lot you know," she said. Well I didn't know and was surprised to think she even gave it a thought!
"I've heard about it, read about it and seen two women having what seemed to be endless orgasms in films, but I've never actually done it," she went continued, "Is it as good as everyone makes out Sue?"
Eyes closed I nodded but said nothing, fearing that if I looked at her now my resolve to be a good girl and not molest her would be broken. Not for the first time I imagined us together, each exploring the other, tongues teasing pussies until the inevitable simultaneous orgasmic explosion...but it wasn't to be.
"I'm getting out now," she said, breaking into my fantasy, "the water's cold and I need a wee anyway."
My ex and I had often enjoyed pee games, accidentally at first, but the very thought of doing the same with this gorgeous water nymph was driving me insane with desire for her. We were both quite tipsy by then of course when Lisa climbed out of the bath and unsteadily padded across the bathroom, sat on the toilet with her legs spread in a most unladylike fashion, holding her pussy lips open with her fingers.
I had followed her out of the bath, grabbing a large fluffy towel to dry the both of us, my eyes glued to the spectacle of Lisa watching herself piss noisily into the water below. She finally looked up with a sexy glazed expression on her lovely face and saw me rubbing my clit with the corner of the towel, "Oops, I shouldn't be doing this!" I said to myself, "Fuck! This girl is going to drive me mental!" Lisa just grinned slyly as if she had wanted me to see.
We dried and slipped on long T shirts because the evening was warm, neither of us thinking that panties were needed to cover our modesty. Lisa entered the lounge before me and had put on some mellow music and when I went in she was dancing by herself in the dimmed room, her shirt rising and falling over her nicely rounded tight little buttocks. The sight of her made my mouth water and my pussy drool!
"Come and dance with me Cel," she said, so I did, closer and closer until I felt the time was right to put my arms around her and dance body to body. I was surprised that she didn't pull away when I held her bum and drew her hot little body ever nearer to mine but she seemed to melt against me, her head nestling into my neck.
"You were going to tell me," she said after a while, "what it's like, remember?"
Oh Fuck yes, I remembered all right!
"Well," I began, "It's like this...Hmmm, where shall I start?"
"You're embarrassed!" she shouted, laughing her tipsy little head off, "I thought you were cool about it."
"I am cool about it, I just don't know where to start," I replied.
"Does it start like this?" asked Lisa, and a second later she slid out of my grasp and was kneeling between my legs, her tongue flicking teasingly in and out of my cunt.
"Lisa...Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Lisa!" I moaned as the little minx started sucking my clit, "Fuck baby! What are you...Ohhhhhhh Yessssssssssssssssss! Don't stop, don't stop...Ohhhhhhhhh!" and I came suddenly and violently, at first trembling and finally shuddering, love secretions flowing onto her sweet face.
My knees buckled and I slumped onto the carpet where she followed me, kissing me, kissing me as I frenziedly licked my own nectar from her face, wondering if this situation was real or if I would wake up any minute to find it had been just a wonderful dream, a dream that could never come true.
"God darling, you were ready for that weren't you?" she said, stating the obvious, "I couldn't have done it if it hadn't been for the wine."
"You mean you'd have to be drunk to lick me out?" I asked, feeling rather let down by her last statement, "Am I that ugly?"
"Nooo, I meant that I wouldn't have had the nerve to, silly. I've dreamed about doing it with another women for ages and it was always you I dreamed of. And I think you're gorgeous."
Oh wow, nice to hear, especially from a girl who bordered on the beautiful.
I pulled her to me and we lay side by side while my fingers explored her tunnel of love, her pussy making lovely wet noises as my fingers slipped in and out of her, squelching deep inside, then out and circling the hard nub of her clit. No words were needed and none were forthcoming as she gasped and writhed on the floor, her thighs now wet from her own secretions.
Suddenly the muscles of her belly and thighs tensed, her back arched and her face contorted as if in agony but we both knew differently, we both knew that my Lisa was on the brink of her first orgasm brought on by another of the same sex.
It's a wonderful feeling to watch your lover having the orgasm that you have given her, watching it build and being able to sense her mood, bringing her to the crescendo, taking her over the point of no return, watching and hearing her explode wetly onto you both in the knowledge that you have been responsible for her little time in heaven before slowly, so slowly bringing her down to earth again with ever softening strokes.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm," she purred dreamily afterwards, "That was sooo fucking good darling! No wonder you prefer pussy."
Prefer it? I loved it! It was a lifestyle choice for me. I'd only had two cocks in me in my entire life and one of those was my brother's, but that's another story for another day perhaps. Maybe.
"You ever talk dirty?" asked Lisa.
"When the mood suits," I replied, "why?"
"Will you please eat my cunt like I did for you," she asked timidly. Would I just!!
"Try stopping me," I whispered, and slid down her body to bury my face in her all but hairless pussy, God she was wet just there! And so hot!
I licked her inner thighs first and tasted the wetness that had escaped her before moving on to the sensitive place where her legs and body joined. Her legs parted for my oral embrace until they could spread no further, leaving her open to my gaze and caresses.
Dipping a finger into her cunt again brought a gasp of delight but I only wanted to lubricate it before sliding it gently into her most inviting anal opening.
"Oh My God!" she shouted when I pushed it in, stopping at her sphincter, "I never thought that..." the sentence was discontinued when I pushed further into her, push, pull, push, pull, ever so slowly and sucking, trying to swallow her delightfully engorged clit at the same time. The only sounds now were of her heavy breathing and the lapping of my tongue in her cunt.
She definitely squirted when she came that time, I tasted her pee mixed with the heavier, aromatic taste of her sexual juices and my tongue probed her pee hole whilst pressing on her lower belly to push out another dribble. Yummeeee!
Cel?" came a small voice, "You made me wee myself then...and then you pushed my tummy and made me go even more...why?"
"You tasted so divine darling," I replied, "and it's such a blast peeing when you come don't you think? I thought you would like it." It was too early in our new relationship to tell her I was a pee freak and hoped that explanation was enough to satisfy for the time being.
"Mmmm, it was good I admit," she said, "and feeling your finger in my bum was really something else, when did you learn to do that?"
I explained that nothing was dirty or perverted between two loving and consenting adults and told her that girls often liked to lick each other there. I noticed her frown slightly then and she said that she didn't know if she would like doing that.
"But you wouldn't mind if I did it you though, would you?" I asked, "On your hands and knees girl and let's see!"
Her invitingly upward gazing buttocks faced me now and I knew she could feel my hot breath between her tight little cheeks, the many nerve ends there sending little shock waves of delight to her brain. She gasped as my tongue tentatively touched the centre of her little rosebud and moaned as it roamed around wetly, testing and teasing before attempting to enter that tightest of holes.
I sensed another movement then which was not of my making, Lisa seemed to vibrate of her own accord as I licked round her anus, and the more I licked the faster the vibrations became. I realised at that point that she was finger fucking herself so I pushed two fingers into her pussy to help her on the way. Seconds later she cried out and fell flat on her front, moaning with ecstasy and leaving me licking thin air.
"That was sooooo fucking good!" she exclaimed once more. It seemed that the evening was going better than could ever have been expected.
"My turn to wee now," I said, "Gotta go before I burst." I only just made it to the toilet and had started to dribble before sitting down, I seemed to pee a gallon, oh what a sense of relief!
"I'm into that," said Lisa, watching me from the doorway, "My ex liked to watch me wee and then he liked me to pee on him, I thought it was dirty at first but I like it now."
I told her I wish she had mentioned it before now and she could have had what I'd just wasted down the pan, silly girl, but she said she hadn't realised I liked it until I'd drunk her dry a few minutes before, and anyway I had run to the toilet before she had realised.
"Please don't do that," said my enchanting new lover as I was about to wipe the droplets of pee that clung to my pubes, "Let me be your personal bidet...I'd like to, really." Wow! What an evening of surprises! First my best, straight girlfriend seduces me and then calmly tells me she is into my favourite bathroom sport.
"None left darling," I reminded her, "I just pissed it all away my sweet, more later though without a doubt."
She asked me to stand and take a step forward and as I did so she knelt and lapped the last droplets from me with great satisfaction to us both. God, that girl had a magic tongue, and it was unbelievable to think that she hadn't been with another woman ever before!
Time for more wine then, we both agreed, and for the next half hour or so we sat drinking, cuddling and talking about our new found relationship and where it would lead. I wanted to keep this girl for my own, she was a natural lesbian but didn't know it. What I dreaded though is what every gay girl dreads, which was that at some point she would leave me for a cock, but those fears were proved unfounded by her next statement.
"I'm hooked Cel, one taste of your pussy and I'm hooked on you for life."
I hugged her tightly, kissed her tenderly and told her that made me the happiest girl in the world.
"You still thirsty?" she asked quietly, and I nodded.
"Good, because I need to go again."
Oh fuck yes! Living with this girl was going to be a non stop sexual experience, and having known her so many years I knew she didn't suffer violent mood swings before her periods, so no danger there then.
"How do you want to do it darling?" I asked of her.
"Dunno really, surprise me," she grinned as she hopped from leg to leg clutching her puss in an attempt to stop herself leaking, "but let's make it quick shall we or I'll...Oooops!" she said as a little dribble escaped he tight little pussy.
"On the bidet then?" I suggested, deciding not to drink her this time but to give her an experience in a favourite position for girls who like to orgasm and pee at the same time. It works well because you can sit and concentrate on the orgasm with the rest following quite naturally and it's even better when someone does it for you like I was going to for her.
I sat her on the bidet facing the wall, leaned over her shoulder with a small beast each side of her neck and began to massage her pee hole with one finger. "Ooooooooo, that's going to make me wee!" she wailed, "and I'm not ready to cum yet."
Another small dribble escaped her, the heady aroma of womanly wee filling my nostrils as I then began to rub her clit in earnest, the objective being to make her cum which would naturally make her pee at the same time because she was so full.
As Lisa approached her orgasm she leaned back and I slipped my free hand under her bum to dip a finger in her cunt from the rear, wetting it nicely with her own lubricant, then toyed the same finger around her bum hole and she gasped with delight at that. Sensing that she was about to cum I slipped that naughty finger deep into her anal opening without stopping at her sphincter this time.
Up and down, up and down, it took her by surprise as she brinked and went over the edge into orgasmic oblivion. She couldn't hold it any longer and simply pissed a hot stream of delicious smelling wee over my hand to splash and spray into the bidet below.
The attention she was receiving made her cum big style in one of the noisiest orgasms I have ever heard, shuddering uncontrollably and sending a seemingly unending torrent of hot wee to gurgle down the plug hole.
"Fuck Cel! That was soo fucking magical words can't describe it," she whispered when it was all over, "Fucking hell, I thought I'd never stop!"
I smiled and kissed her, "Wish I'd been underneath you then," I said, "but I wanted you to experience a really good girly pee cum on your own this time."
For the next few minutes she was still enthusing about it with words like "Fucking wonderful, A-fucking-mazing!" and last but not least, "Fuck, my bum's sore!"
"I'll lick it better later," I said, "but right now darling..."
"You need to go now?" she asked with a grin.
"Yep, sure do my sweet, I'm about as full as you were."
"Wait just one minute," she said, and dashed out of the room to re-appear with a camcorder.
"Oh fuck no," I though, "what the fuck is she up to now!"
She set the camera up on the toilet seat, pointing at the bath and asked me to stand in there with legs spread wide whilst she adjusted it to get a proper shot.
"Hold your lips open and arch your back," commanded my new pee partner, "then it should come out in front of you." I did as she asked and was pleased when she jumped nimbly in the bath with me, "Wider, "she said, "Now let it go."
No problem! The first jet fell a little low so I adjusted my aim and managed to hit her face, amazed that my hitherto goody goody little friend had turned out to be at least as kinky as myself.
What poured from me was not yellow but pure, clear piss and later over another drink we both agreed it was the best way to recycle wine. Waste not, want not became our motto.
I had rarely peed so much as that in one go and my new love was revelling in the experience of seeing it emerge from my tiny pee hole, tasting it, drinking it and feeling it rush down her body, between her breasts and over the slight mound of her belly before running between the lips of her sacred slit and onto the porcelain below.
When we watched the film later she said that when it splashed into her cunt it was like a mini electric shock which caused her to wet herself again, sending her pee to mingle with my own.
That evening 6 months ago was the start of an affair which has carried on to this day and which we both hope will last the test of time. We are now a pair of committed "Lipstick Lesbians" with only a few in our group knowing one of the little things that bind us together, our love of Pee Games.
Between us we have many experiences to share, so if you have enjoyed this first chapter please let me know and that may encourage me to write some more.