This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Note: Part of this story is true, as it was told to me :)
The Model's Red Dress FF By Marie LeClare Copyright (c) 2005
I have a very happy home life, and I'm in a relationship with another woman who I love very much, but I have a confession to make. There's a lesbian model I met on the Internet, who also writes erotic lesbian stories, that I would dearly love to take to bed for mad passionate sex.
It's not that she doesn't find me attractive, because she does. It's also not that she hasn't invited me to have cyber sex with her, because we live so far apart and both love cyber sex, because she has. It's also not that I haven't fingered my hot wet pussy thinking of her, because I have.
So let me tell you what happened the other day as my girlfriend and I were shopping in the mall.
We were in this store shopping for dresses, and when my girlfriend came out of the changing room to show me a red dress, I had a flashback to a picture of the model I had lusted after, having seen her wearing a hot red dress, that it got me so turned on that I grabbed some dress off the rack, not even looking at it, and pulled my girlfriend back into the changing room.
Pulling her into the changing room I plunged my tongue down her throat and kissed her with all the passion I could muster before breaking the kiss and kneeling in front of her, hiking up her dress, and pressing my face against her sweet panty covered pussy, licking.
She was amazed and quite frankly so was I but I was so turned on by the thought of who I had seen wearing a red dress, I couldn't control myself.
She insisted that we shouldn't do anything there so we drove home as fast as my car would go.
The next day I was determined to see if it was possible to meet the model who I fantasized about and remembering her saying that she was going to be in Las Vegas for a shoot, I made excuses to my partner and caught a flight to Las Vegas.
How could I possibly find out where she was staying in Vegas? I remember her saying that she was staying at the only hotel on the strip that didn't have gambling, so after looking in the Yellow Pages I found the Four Seasons, and there I went.
It had to be fate, that as I was crossing the lobby, I saw her talking on her cell phone. Would she talk to me? Would she think I was a stalker? I had to find out, so I waited patiently until she was finished with her call and walked over to her, saying "Marie? It's me Christine. You know from the Internet", with a smile.
She didn't instantly recognize me, which I had hoped for, but I saw her beautiful eyes light up and she said, "your picture doesn't do you justice. Are you on vacation here in Las Vegas?" she asked, and I was afraid she would be upset if I told her the truth but I just had to, and shook my head no.
Just then she took another call on her cell phone and pointed to the bar, inviting me for a drink. Nodding I just followed her like she was my mistress and I was her slave.
The last words I heard her speak on the phone was that she was sorry she couldn't make it, she had run into an old friend.
After our drinks arrived and I saw for the first time her beauty, I was in awe and explained to her what had happened and how I just had to see her in real life.
As she listened attentively I could see her beautiful smile and when she invited me up to her room I almost fainted, but again nodded yes and followed her to her room.
As soon as the door closed she looked at me with a wry smile and said, "come here". Putting her hands on my hips she said, "well do I get a kiss?"
As soon as our lips met and I smelled her perfume I was in heaven, and allowed my tongue to wander, exploring her mouth, as she held me tightly to her beautiful body.
Trying to reach the hem of her dress with my hand, she stopped me, with a smile and said "not yet".
Explaining that she didn't have a great deal of time, she told me that if I wanted to do anything that I should get undressed, and pointed me to the bed.
Sitting on the edge of the bed I watched her as she walked across the room in those spike heels she wears and really noticed for the first time that she really wasn't that tall but those heels gave the impression of height.
I wondered, as I slipped out of my clothes why she hadn't started to get undressed but I just thought it was me being in a hurry, until finally she spoke after I was completely naked. "If you want me, I want you to get down on the floor and crawl over to me", she said, smiling.
At any other time or with any other person I would have stopped right there, got dressed and left the hotel room, but I just couldn't help myself and crawled to her as she smiled at me.
Starting to get up as I reached her, she stopped me again, and said, "No. You must kiss my feet and then move up. There will be time for kissing later but my hormones are raging".
Kissing and licking her beautiful leather spike heels, I slipped off one shoe then the other, and started kissing and licking up her black thigh high hose, to the treasure I was seeking, until I reached the edge of wonderland.
I just gazed at her white satin thong covered pussy, breathed in her wonderful scent, and tried to pull her thong aside, but she stopped me again, saying "No. With your teeth".
I was under her spell but I couldn't stop now, so I clutched her thong with my teeth and pulled it aside, revealing the prettiest pussy I had ever seen in all my life.
As she parted her legs wide I touched her treasure with the flat of my tongue which brought moans to her lips and music to my ears.
Licking her folds I parted her pussy lips to plunge my tongue in deep and explore her walls, as I felt her place her beautiful legs over my shoulders.
I was intoxicated by her perfume as I tongue fucked her pussy, and patted her engorged clit with my fingers.
Swirling my tongue in a little circle around her swollen clit, I slipped my finger deep in her pussy, to the very heart of her soul, as I slipped my free hand between my legs and rubbed my hot wet pussy.
It was wonderful to be making love to the beautiful creature sitting in the chair, who I had long adored, and fantasized about, and wondered if life could be any better.
With just soft kittenish moans she gasped, lifted her beautiful ass up off the chair and the damn broke, filling my mouth with her sweet honey.
I was almost too much as I fingered my hot wet pussy madly, while drinking her sweet pussy honey, and had a mind blowing orgasm.
Just when I thought she might undress completely and take me to her bed for more extreme love making, her damn cell phone rang, and with an apologetic smile she took the call.
Just as apologetic she explained she couldn't stay because the limousine was waiting for her downstairs to take her to the airport, for a flight to London, England.
It really didn't matter, because my fantasy had come true.
If you like this story, or have an experience that might make a good story, please write to me at MarieLeClare3@Yahoo.com
I have a new lesbian story group on Yahoo, for women only. My old group was deleted by Yapoo, for what reason I don't know. So if you're a woman, with a filled in Yahoo profile, stating your age as being over 18, and your gender stated as that of a female, you may apply for membership. We have other lesbian writers who post their stories, as well as my own.
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/TheNewStoryland/