Lesbian An Old Friend and a New One

Emily's hand touched the bare skin below Bailey's tennis skirt. A fire seemed to run up her fingertips, through her heart, and into her loins. She stepped back. She was touching her too intimately, she could touch her players but she shouldn't touch them the way she did Bailey. Especially not alone after practice. Emily stepped back and told Bailey to slowly go through the motion of the forehand. Emily told her what to do differently. "I think it would help if you guided me again," the girl responded. Emily told her that she could do the motion on her own. But again she needed to be corrected. "It really helps me," the girl said, turning toward Emily with a bit of a pout. Emily wordlessly obliged. Why hadn't this girl's mother called her yet? Maybe she could resist if she knew what was going on.

She put her hands on the girl's hips and turned her around. She held her student and again guided her through the motions. But instead of just following through, Bailey turned to face Emily. Emily's hand stayed put, never releasing Bailey as she turned. She looked into Bailey's eyes, those sparkling blue eyes. Those eyes that seemed to produce their own light as the sun fell. The same as her mother's, yet somehow, in this moment, more brilliant. "I like the way you touch me," Bailey said, moving her hands onto Emily's shoulders. Where was her racket? She was so lost in the ocean of the girl's blue eyes that she barely registered that they were in an embrace.

The Emily felt Bailey's lips on hers. Her eyes closed. She was being kissed. She was kissing back. Bailey's lips were heavenly soft. Their mouths were open. Emily felt Bailey move closer, she felt her womanly breasts on the girl's smaller chest. She had to stop. She couldn't stop. Their open mouths were in unison, but their tongues were yet to touch. The younger woman had made the move, but awaited Emily to take the next step. Emily felt her tongue seek the girls mouth. She touched the tip of Bailey's tongue. And Bailey's tongue slid back along Emily's, into Emily's mouth. O, what else could that tongue do? Emily had to stop. Emily couldn't stop.
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"Wow, if this is what you changed into, I wish I could see what you were wearing before," Caroline teased as she answered the door. The first thing Krista noticed was the black lipstick, perfectly applied as if fresh. Then again, the girl was a master of keeping her lipstick perfect.

Krista was wearing boots over jeans with a white, long-sleeved top. "You've seen what I was wearing," she answered as she entered the foyer. "If we're going to have a girl's night, I should dress up a little. I see you're stylish but comfy."

Caroline was wearing a black pinstriped vest, double breasted as if for a three-piece suit, as her top. She was a short girl, but her pleated miniskirt made her bare legs seem to stretch for miles until meeting her bare feet. Krista rarely saw Caroline's bare legs and had never seen her in bare feet. "I relax the whole goth thing at home," Caroline answered. "It's fun but it gets in the way. Let's sit on the couch."

"Are your parents home?" Krista asked as she followed her.

"You and I know it's normal, but I'm not introducing them to a friend in her 40s. They're at some fundraiser, Orange County shit."

"Is it normal?" They sank onto the couch.

"Does it matter?"

Krista sighed and looked up. "I'm really not sure."

"It doesn't to me. So anything you want to do at Casa Caroline?"

Krista looked back to her. The black lipstick. The lipstick was too sexy. And she knew what Caroline was saying by wearing the lipstick. "You had said teach each other to dress, but you've got some color with those pinstripes."

Caroline flashed her bright white teeth behind her dark lipstick. "I don't think my stuff will fit you."

"And I think you already know how to dress pretty." Caroline tilted her head to affirm. Krista continued, "I see you changed your nail polish."

Caroline held up a foot to show off her bright pink toenails. Krista admired how such a small foot could still have such a high arch and five perfect nails. "Let me see closer," she said.

Caroline bent her leg back and Krista took the foot her in hands. "So beautiful," Krista said. "You look great in black, but you'd look great in something girly too."

"Maybe we should do a picnic one of these days."

"Your foot is so perfect, I could just kiss it."

"Careful, I might like that."

Krista pulled the foot toward her and kissed where the top met the arch. She knew what she was doing when she came to the girl's house, and now she felt herself letting things bleed across the line. She didn't want to stop, in fact, she didn't want the feeling of anticipation to stop.

Krista let Caroline lower her foot into her lap. "A little foot fetish, have we?" Caroline teased.

"Do you swear Bailey's OK with this?" Krista asked.

"Of course she is."

"I'm incredibly attracted to you."

"Good. Because I've wanted you from the moment I saw you."

"But it feels wrong. My marriage is one thing, but my daughter. I can't betray her."

"You're not. I wouldn't betray her either. She's smart and sexy and hilarious and I'm in love with her. But you're fucking hot, and the only thing hotter is the way you look at me. And I'm excited to explore your foot fetish."

"I don't think I have a foot fetish, I think I have a you fetish."

"Even better."

"I've never been attracted to a woman before you."

"First time for everything."

"I've never been attracted to someone like I am to you."

"Then I think it's time you saw my bedroom."

Krista stood and Caroline did the same to lead the way. The miniskirt just barely exposed the bottom of Caroline's ass as the pleats swung. Krista was tempted to hang back on the stairs, see if she could see all the way up the skirt from the lower vantage point. She had never looked at anyone so lasciviously before. But just as that thought occurred to her, another did - that ass was hers for the evening. She could reach under that tiny skirt and grab those cute little cheeks and Caroline would like it.

In Caroline's room, Krista pulled the door shut and announced, "I need that ass."

Caroline turned to face her and replied, "I've been waiting to hear that for so long."

The two rushed to each other and Krista put her hands under Caroline's skirt and squeezed. Caroline wrapped her arms around Krista's neck and they locked eyes. "I know you've wanted to kiss me," Caroline said.

And Krista did. Aggressively. Their tongues battled in a desperate attempt to release the pent up sexual energy. Krista seemed to be holding the girls ass with every ounce of strength in her hands, but even as she felt her nails digging deep into the girl's skin and thong, she couldn't get out all the desire she had for the girl's body. Finally, Caroline broke the makeout session and, panting, declared, "I need you on my bed."

"I've finally seen your lipstick messed up," Krista panted back.

"Looks good on you. I'll fix it before I eat you."

"I can't wait that long to have you."

And with that statement, Krista started moving Caroline toward the unmade bed, giving her a bit of a shove onto her back. Caroline fell back and kicked her comforter away. Krista climbed over the girl, who whispered, "I love seeing you take charge."

"I just need you so bad." Krista was never aggressive in bed.

They resumed making out, this time with Caroline exploring under Krista's shirt. Soon Krista felt her bra being unsnapped and her shirt being pulled over her head. She broke contact with Caroline just long enough to let her shirt come off and her breasts come free, but refused to let their lips part for more than that split second. Eventually, though, she felt Caroline trying to break from her, so she found a firm spot on the girl's neck and began nibbling. The girl moaned sharply and then gasped into Krista's ear "I need to suck those tits."

Krista lifted herself and lowered her full, mature breasts to Caroline's face. Caroline held one with both hands and sucked a nipple into her mouth while letting out a groan of relief. The shivers of pleasure pulled a moan out of Krista. Both women continued to moan and grunt as Caroline sucked and slurped Krista's sensitive nipple. Finally Krista's moans became "Oh gah, oh gah, oh gah," before she exclaimed, "Fuck, I need to cum."

Caroline released and panted, "Then get these pants off and give me your nectar."

Krista felt a push and she rolled over. Before she could sit up, Caroline rushed to pull off her boots, so Krista undid her jeans. "I told you skirts were easier," Caroline teased as she pulled the second boot off.

"Can you believe I was still questioning this when I changed?"

"When I'm done, you're never going to question this again," Caroline boasted as they finished pulling off Krista's pants.

Caroline's hands pressed the inside of Krista's thighs and then she gave a single, long, slow lick from Krista's entrance up her mound. Krista responded with a loud, long moan. Caroline licked up again, somewhat more quickly and eliciting a louder, higher moan. Krista felt Caroline's middle finger enter her and then her lips attach to her clit. Krista began screaming as she felt herself being licked, sucked, and fingerfucked. Already close from having her tits sucked, Krista began squeezing her own nipple with one hand while holding Caroline's head in place with the other. With three screams, she felt the wave wash over her and her body quiver in orgasm. With a loud, long grunt her release was final and every muscle in her body relaxed.

Caroline was still working Krista's now very sensitive vagina and clitoris. "Oh God," Krista babbled, pushing Caroline's head away. "Roll over, I need to eat you now."

Caroline lifted herself but said, "Oh you'll eat me, but I'm staying on top."

"However I get to taste your cum," Krista moaned.

Caroline straddled Krista's waist and Krista looked up to see that all of the girl's clothes were still in place, though her hair mussed and the black lipstick fading. "Your lipstick is even hotter as it comes off," Krista said.

"Is the look hot or the fact that I used it on your pussy?"

"Don't say pussy to me right now unless you intend to give me some."

Caroline leaned down and, face to face with Krista, whispered, "Pussy." Krista moaned her reply. "Fuck my little pussy, eat my slippery cunt, and suck my throbbing clit." She put her glistening middle finger in her mouth and licked off Krista's juices. "I love juicy pussy."

"Fuck, you are hot. Please let me eat you."

Caroline reared up again and with an innocent voice asked, "You don't want to see my tits first?" She played with the top button of her vest and continued, "My big, sexy titties on my small frame? It turns me on so much when you stare."

"Stop," Krista groaned, "I need all of you and I need to cum again, so stop torturing me!"

"Is this better?" Caroline asked as she unbuttoned her vest.

"Please," Krista groaned.

The vest was off and Caroline pulled away her bra. "Oh God yes," Krista sighed.

She admired the light, hard nipples for a moment before reaching up and taking both tits into her hands. "Mmm, that feels GOOD," Caroline moaned. Then she said, "But I know what you really want. Put a pillow under your head."

"I want to hold these titties," Krista whined.

"If you want to cum again, you'll grab a pillow."

Krista relented and with her tits free, Caroline began turning around. With the pillow in place, Caroline lowered the pink thong covering her femininity toward Krista's face. "This is what you want, isn't it?"

"So badly," Krista groaned.

She started to feel the lacy fabric and Caroline moaned, "Oh, that feels good."

"Please take it off," Krista whispered.

"They've got a little tear. Give 'em a hard yank and you'll get what you've been wanting."

Krista pulled at the waistband, but the thong just got displaced. "No, silly," Caroline cooed as she pulled the thong back up. "Closer to my pussy, yank away from me."

Krista did and felt the tear. She tugged again and the thong fell, finally revealing the pussy she desired. "Oh my God," Krista whispered upon seeing the wet pink lips and neatly trimmed triangle of hair.

Caroline just hummed her pleasure and lowered herself closer to Krista's lips. Just as Krista made contact with the girl's honeypot, she felt Caroline's mouth engulf her labia again. She moaned into the clit above her as she savored the realization of her first 69. She sucked and licked with abandon, hoping to give the girl the same pleasure she had just experienced. But as thick as the juices were flowing, Caroline's artful tongue was bringing her close again. The pressure kept building in Krista's loins as she knew an even more powerful orgasm was coming to her. If she came, she couldn't be able to keep sucking this young pussy. But she was so close, and with every muffled moan into Caroline's mound, she knew she was closer. If only something could tell her to release, tell her to cum.

And then thick, flavorful juices filled Krista's mouth. The girl was cumming, hot, sticky girlcum that tickled Krista's sweet and salty senses. The taste was erotic; a moment before she didn't know taste could be erotic but she felt her second orgasm triggered by the salty nectar. Krista screamed into Caroline's cunt, feeling the pulse of her pussy into Caroline's mouth and her body trembling as endorphins rushed through. She alternated screaming and swallowing until she was out of air, her nose and mouth pressed deeply into Caroline's mound and ass.

Finally the orgasm was done and Krista had to pull off and gasp for air. She loudly gasped as Caroline rolled off and groaned, "Oh my God." The girl moved up beside Krista and pulled the comforter over both of them. She snuggled into Krista's side and Krista wrapped an arm around her.

As her breath came back, Krista managed to ask, "Did you cum?"

"Of course I did," Caroline told her. "I tend to leak a lot of juice, couldn't you tell?"

"I don't know. Your juices were amazing. But I've never given a woman oral."

"Mmm, I could not tell."

They lay quietly, sensitive to the each others' soft skin. Krista spoke next.

"That was good but this is going to take some getting used to."

"Is it hard to get used to great sex?"

"No, but I've never been someone's booty call before."

Caroline giggled. "I guess I've never made a booty call before."

"Well do you want another round?"

Caroline shifted a bit and then answered, "Yes, but my parents'll be home soon so it'll probably end with you sneaking out the window, possibly unsatisfied."

"Yeah, I'm a little old for that but you could probably seduce me into it."

"I'll keep that in mind, but it's really nice just lying here."

"It really is."

"So when are you going to take Bailey's virginity so I can fuck my girlfriend?"​