Decisions, decisions... My father used to say, "you gotta make up your mind girl, ain't no use sittin' on fences." Meanwhile, my mom's advice was to "take your time when making important decisions, you don't want to regret it. These opposing ideas were making my life difficult. And right now I didn't need difficult. I needed easy. I needed simple. I really needed... an orgasm. But that's where it got difficult. You see, I didn't want to masturbate, again. That was becoming an all too common fall back response. I wanted a lover. I wanted a lover to make me orgasm.
There were several people on a shortlist of possible lovers and my difficulty was choosing who to pick and then hope they felt the same way. I hoped they would, but at this point, I really had no surety that any of them would want to have sex with me. And that's what it would be. Sex. Not truly making love, because there was no romantic involvement with any of them.
I guess I should back up. My name is Emmi, short for Emalina. And I'm not pretty. I have grown to accept it. I'm tall for a woman, standing almost six feet, and I don't possess a big chest or hourglass figure. I have an unruly mop of plain brown hair and I wear glasses over my plain brown eyes. No one has ever flirted with me since my Sophomore year of High School. In fact, I'd actually waited until I was twenty-one to lose my virginity and that was a solo affair. I mean I took my own virginity with a realistic dildo. It is embarrassing to admit but hell, I was desperate and there was no way I was going to fuck a stranger and take stupid risks. My Mom had fucked way too young, gotten pregnant, and married. Of course, after I was born, a divorce followed and I only saw my Dad on holidays and such. Mom and I were close but now I was away from home, on my own, and lonely.
I work in IT. I sit in a cubicle as an Internal Help Desk member for a big company. There are typically 18 to 24 on duty during the day, and about 12 overnight. Of that, only six of us are female, so there is seldom more than one woman on duty overnight. Right now that was me. I had plenty of downtime to think and when I clocked out at 8 am, I didn't head home, but to the gym. This was my routine three days a week and I managed to make it through my workout even though my attention was elsewhere.
I use a nice but smaller gym, they have no pool but all I really use are the bikes and treadmills. And I really liked the fact that my morning workout, from 8 to 9 was during a lull in attendance there so it was rarely crowded. This day was like the others, there were only five others working out plus the manager. Three were men using free weights and two were women on the treadmills. One of those was much older and soon finished her walk and left. I finally finished my routine and headed for the women's locker room. I didn't notice that the other woman followed me.
I opened my locker and started undressing. The other woman was a few lockers closer to the showers and also quickly stripped. She smiled at me.
"You've really made progress."
"Huh?"
"Your distances and times are much better than they were a few months ago. I've noticed."
"Oh. Uh, thanks."
"I've also noticed that you've lost a couple of pounds and your legs are really looking great! Not to mention that amazing ass! God, your man must be thrilled to have such a tall, sexy lover..."
"I... uh..." I blushed, "I don't have a boyfriend right now."
"What? No way!" she said seemingly shocked. She stood and faced me completely naked now. She was around 5'10" herself, lean and exceptionally well toned. Her legs looked strong and yet shapely. I immediately pegged her as a dancer or skater. Her breasts looked round and firm and her pussy clean and bare. I caught myself staring and blushed again.
"Well, that's a damn shame," she said and stepped closer. "A beautiful girl like you without a lover at her call..." she stopped a couple of feet away and leaned against the lockers.
I could see her short blond hair was actually a mix of red and grey, she was clearly older than I'd first thought but still vibrant and fit. I avoided eye contact but found myself admiring her body. Her breasts were probably a C-cup like mine and I could see the sweat glistening on her skin. Her abs were flat and I dropped my eyes inadvertently to that bare pussy as she placed one foot on the bench. I blushed and looked away.
"Oh? So that's how it is?" She said softly. "You like what you see but are afraid to look. Go ahead, I don't mind."
"I shouldn't..." I said but found myself looking her over again.
"I'm going to guess that you've never made love with another woman," she said and smiled.
I shook my head slightly.
"It can be very, very good..." she whispered as she leaned in closer.
I froze. Her lips brushed mine ever so delicately, then touched again, kissing me tenderly, seductively... I trembled.
"Join me," she whispered and, taking my hand, led me into a shower.
I don't know why I allowed this to happen, or why I followed her. I didn't disapprove of homosexuality. In fact, I knew a lesbian couple. But I had never actually considered it for myself. I had always wanted a male lover. I had wanted to feel him inside of me or, at least I had wanted what I thought it would be.
But now as she closed the shower door I was... nervous, yes, but excited too!
She adjusted the water and then kissed me again. This time I allowed myself to enjoy it. She was a really good kisser. Soon I was kissing her back and I felt our bodies pressing together as we embraced. It felt wonderful to hold someone, to feel their skin against mine, to run my hands up and down her back.
We continued like this for an unknown amount of time. I was lost in the moment and truly didn't want it to end. Luckily, she was patient and didn't push me too far too fast. I savored the feelings flooding me, her hands on my hips, her lips on my cheek and neck, her breasts pressing into mine. She slowly moved her right hand down my abdomen and at the same time slid her left down my back. She took a half step to the side and turned me. Her mouth was on my right shoulder above my breast. I glanced down and saw that my nipples were erect. Her left hand caressed my ass as her right reached my pelvis. I didn't groom or wax and she ran her fingers through my fuzzy fur. Breathing faster I closed my eyes and focused on the feeling of her touch and the water on my skin.
I raised my arms and ran my hands over my face, smothering a moan as her fingers massaged my pussy. I put my right hand on her back and pulled her closer as my left caressed her breast. Turning my head I gazed into her eyes and then stared at her mouth. Her lips were inches away and suddenly I wanted to kiss her more than anything. The kiss came slowly and gently and the first contact with her lips was electric. I sighed as we kissed and caressed. Her fingers parted my lips expertly and her middle finger slipped inside me with agonizing slowness. Part of me wanted to thrust down onto it, and part of me wanted it to last forever. She moved it in and out slightly and then deeper. A moan escaped me and she smiled.
She shifted her stance to kneel in front of me, pausing to kiss my breast as she did. I cupped them and began to knead them and tug on my surprisingly stiff nipples. God, I'd never had them react so before. The nipple play felt very erotic and pleasing and I moaned again.
My nameless lover now had her finger as deep into me as she could reach and began to curl it, stroking the front of my vagina in a "come here" motion. I trembled at this touch and my breathing was fast and ragged in the shower. She kept this up and slid her left hand around to my mound and used her thumb to run circles around my clitoris. My heart was pounding, I was trembling all over and leaned against the shower wall.
I had tried masturbation in the past but with little success. I was always nervous about it and it felt strange and awkward. But now, with this unknown woman touching me, penetrating me, arousing and pleasing me... It felt exciting! Thrilling and taboo as well. God, she was good! This was an unexpected and unknown level of pleasure and I didn't want it to end.
Then she kissed my fuzzy mound and began to tease my clit with her tongue. My knees threatened to buckle and I was gasping. I closed my eyes tightly. My pleasure rose higher and higher. I had no grasp of time, only existing in the moment which seemed both instant and eternal. Her lips sealed around my clit and she began to suck. Gently at first then harder. I began to feel the inner fire swelling up from deep in my pussy and flowing outward. It was both warm and tingling and swept throughout my body and I shook from the force of it. I gasped loudly several times, unable to control myself and bit my lower lip. Bright lights flashed behind my eyelids and every muscle went rigid for just an instant. Slowly everything faded and I relaxed.
My lover slipped her hand from my pussy and stood, supporting me. I laid my head on her shoulder and tried to regain my balance and control my breathing. I realized I was crying. She wrapped her arms around me and held me.
"It's okay, it's okay. Sshh, shh." she whispered. "You're alright."
I stood up and took a deep breath.
"T-That w-was in-incredible..." I stammered. "Oh my god, oh my god..."
