"When are you finally going to settle down and get married? I want grandchildren before I get too old to enjoy them," Ashley's mother admonished. This had been the single biggest contention between the two of them ever since Ashley transitioned from the age where her mother ordered her to "keep an aspirin between your knees and your hands to yourself when you're with the boys," to "how come you don't have a boyfriend yet?" once she got to college. The dirty little secret that her mom didn't know was that while Ashley had fully enjoyed the talents of many young men both while in high school and in college, she had also enjoyed the pleasures of many young women as well. Now several years out, she had absolutely no interest in settling down with only one person and was thoroughly enjoying her singlehood without reservation -- and without children.
Ashley was holding her first morning cup of coffee, looking out the window of her apartment onto the street below. Her hair still disheveled and her body wrapped in a cozy blanket that she kept near the sofa, she savored the welcoming aroma and the warmth from her cup as she watched the cars and people going about their business below.
"Good morning." she heard behind her as the young man staggered, naked, into the kitchen, reaching for a cup himself. "How did you sleep?"
"Pretty good," she replied. "How about you?"
"Yeah, good too. Got any creamer?"
Ashley didn't know his name, so was really hoping that he would have left by now, but she had played this game so many times before that she knew how to end the hook-up fairly quickly without him being any the wiser. "I have an appointment at 9:00am. Sorry. I forgot to mention it last night."
"No worries," he said, also understanding how the game was played. "I had a good time last night!"
"Me too," she lied, as he headed toward the bedroom to get his clothes that were scattered along the way. Truth be told, he was about as dull in the sack as she had experienced in quite a while. "Did you cum?" he had asked her after about two minutes of intense thrusting. "Not even close!" she had thought, but instead told him, "Oh, yeah! You were great!" Thank God for the vibrator she kept in the bathroom so that she could finish the job herself after he had gotten his rocks off and then immediately fell to sleep.
He emerged, dressed, from the bedroom, and set his coffee cup on the counter as he headed toward the door. "Thanks again for a great night." he said with minimal enthusiasm. "Maybe we'll see you around."
"Bye," Ashley replied, sincerely hoping that she never saw him again. And then another was gone from her life, a few stains on her sheets being all that remained of him.
Ashley had grown up in a very traditional household. Her dad worked a lot. Her mom less so. They were members of the local country club and had a lot of friends. She was involved in sports, music, and theatre, and had a great social circle herself. Unbeknownst to her parents, Ashley had had an active dating life from fairly early on with several boys along the way. Nothing overly serious with any of them, but she certainly didn't carry any aspirin with her either, as her mom had commanded.
The first time she realized that her dating options might be a little broader than most was when she met Jessica. The girls were in a one-act play together during her freshman year of college, playing roles opposite one another in an experimental theatre production. Their characters were both friends and rivals, and there was an underlying sexual tension that added depth to the storyline, and which made it more compelling to the audience.
As they rehearsed, Ashley couldn't help but notice feelings emerging within her that she had only felt during intimate moments experienced with guys from her past. At the apex of the scene, the two characters were directed to grab one another in the heat of an argument. During one particularly intense private rehearsal in Jessica's dorm room as they prepared for that moment of highest tension in the script, Jessica had paused with a somewhat lustful look on her face, and instead of continuing with the expected next line, pulled Ashley toward her and kissed her passionately -- her soft lips parting and her tongue pleading for Ashley to reciprocate. Ashley was surprised but immediately receptive to her advances, especially as she felt Jessica's ample breasts pressed against her own. There was no mistaking what was happening. This wasn't simply two women acting out their roles. Jessica wanted her and judging by the wetness she felt in her own panties, desire was reciprocated. Ashley kissed her back passionately.
Standing in the dim light of the room, their hands and arms intertwined as their mouths savored each other. Piece by piece, clothing began to fall to the floor until they stood wearing only their bras and panties. Jessica broke the kiss, and taking Ashley's hand, led her across the room to her bed. A lot of guys had gotten her this far, but this was so different that she felt virginal again. Jessica's hands roamed Ashley's body, her mouth and tongue kissing her lips, her neck, and her shoulders. Ashley had never felt such gentleness or eroticism from any of the guys who had been lucky enough to have been given access to her flesh before, and she was loving this new feeling.
Loosening first her own and then Ashley's bra, Jessica took command and exposed their breasts to each other. Her kisses continued lower, her mouth settling on Ashley's erect nipples. Ashley gasped slightly as she sucked. No boy had ever been so tender. When Jessica's fingers probed along and slightly under the top of her panty line, Ashley felt her body quiver and raised her hips just enough to let Jessica peel her damp panties away, exposing her sex. Jessica's kisses moved downward as she got ever closer to Ashley's prize, teasing her with gentle breaths and almost imperceivable touches. Ashley could feel her pussy swelling, encouraging Jessica to continue.
Her tongue began to search for Ashley's pleasure triggers, finding many as she traced her labia, probed her opening, and edged toward her clitoris. Only on a few occasions had Ashley been lucky enough to find the rare guy who was willing to take his time to focus exclusively on her pleasure even for a few minutes, but none had ever given her sensations like this. Jessica's skilled tongue found her treasure, and Ashley's body writhed as her pleasure built to a crescendo, culminating in a powerful orgasm. Jessica stayed with her as she came, their bodies moving as one on the bed.
As her orgasm finally subsided, Ashley felt Jessica moving and sensed that she was now naked as well. Jessica's face returned from her journey, and she kissed Ashley passionately once again. The two paused to gaze into each other's eyes for a long moment, assessing quietly what had just happened. Sensing no hesitation, Jessica repositioned herself over Ashley's face and lowered her sex slowly onto her wanting tongue. Ashley had welcomed many different guys thrusting their genitals toward her face before and she really had learned to love having their cocks in her mouth, but the sweet smell and taste of Jessica was a welcome change to anything she had ever experienced before. Ashley hungrily began to explore the pussy before her, trying to do TO her what she had just experienced FROM her. Jessica began to move rhythmically against her face, and soon approached her own climax. With a long, guttural moan, Jessica came -- and came hard! Her juices flowed onto Ashley's face and into her mouth, and Ashley savored her taste as the two experienced her pleasure together.
Collapsing onto the bed next to her, the girls caught their breath and enjoyed the afterglow. "I think we have that 'sexual tension' thing figured out pretty well, don't you?" Jessica joked. "Wow, Ashley! That was awesome!" The two embraced, kissed, and then fell soundly asleep in each other's arms.
Ashley and Jessica remained good friends and occasional lovers on and off throughout college. They were very different people and completely incompatible romantically, but the sex was great when their libidos needed each other, so their genitals intersected on and off over the next two years whenever one would call. They were never exclusive with each other, opting instead to provide sexual release whenever needed. Midway through their senior year, Jessica met Hannah, and it was clear that Ashley's services were no longer going to be required.
No matter. Ashley had learned that she loved pussy and had enjoyed many of them in addition to Jessica's. She loved the way women smelled, the way they felt, the way they tasted, and the orgasms that she both gave to and received from them. She also knew that she loved cock, however, and found there to be no shortage of them on a college campus, available almost on call to her at any time that she wanted to play with one. There was no single sexual moment in the erotic dance that she enjoyed more than bringing a partner to orgasm! She loved watching and feeling cum squirting from the aroused cock of an out-of-control guy as much as she loved the prolonged orgasm of her female lovers as they spasmed uncontrollably before her from her touch. Ashley had learned to love sex in all of its nuances, and certainly loved having her own orgasms, but the giving of pleasure to another was what really turned her on.
Jessica had opened up the whole new world of sapphic sex for Ashley, but she never stopped enjoying the pleasures of men. At a frat party during Rush week her sophomore year, just hours after a wild sex session with Jessica in her dorm room, Ashley met Jamal, and there was instant chemistry between them. He was very handsome, with a disarming smile, an athletic build, and eyes that seemed to pierce deeply into her soul. Ashley's mind filled with lust at the very sight of him. Several drinks into the evening, she was ready to devour every inch of Jamal's delicious body, but he recognized that she was more than a little too drunk to be able to give him her proper consent so, other than some sloppy kissing and a little over-the-clothes groping on a sofa in the corner of the frat house, he held his hormones in check, even though she had all but begged him to take her to his room. Before she could pass out, Jamal walked her back to her dorm room, made certain that she was safely locked inside and headed back to his frat alone -- her phone number already loaded into his speed dial for the next day.
