Who needs a dick? That's what I kept asking myself, as I continued to dream and fantasize about Rebecca. As much as I missed it through all of the years that my ex-husband and I were not sleeping together, and since being single and not finding any good men to date. But after that first full-on lesbian sex with Rebecca, I kept asking, who needs it? In my heart, I still felt I did. But wow, after that experience with Rebecca, I wasn't so sure anymore. Maybe I didn't need it.
On countless mornings while showering, I was rubbing my pussy thinking of her. I would fall asleep wet after masturbating, thinking about her. Thinking about pussy. Wanting that experience again. Wanting to be soaking wet while she was licking my slit. Feeling her soft subtle tits pressing against mine. Making my way down her body and licking her until she came on my face. Her perfect body, her perfect face. Her hot clit, her tight ass. I don't know if I was falling in love, or falling in lust, but either way, I couldn't get my mind off of her.
Rebecca and I worked at a wedding at the Hyatt Hotel in Downtown Chicago about two weeks after our first sexual encounter. I was so happy to see her that I screamed like a cheerleader when she walked into the kitchen. We hugged long and firmly, just holding onto one another. Throughout the night the tension between us was building. There was no doubt in my mind that we were still hot for each other and still dying inside from the passion, we wished to share.
At one point Rebecca pulled me into a closeted storage room inside the back kitchen area. She pushed me up against the wall and kissed me deeply. It was soft, it was slow, it was loving and it made my stomach do flips. The remainder of our night was spent sneaking swigs of champagne, bumping up against one another, patting each other on the ass as we passed by one another, and just flirting as best as we could while working the wedding. By the end of our night, just around midnight, we were both tired and pretty buzzed, and I wanted to be alone with her.
I wanted to be with her. I was in need of making love to her. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to be eating her pussy. I wanted her eating mine. But I didn't know how this was going to pan out. I didn't have to go home; because the ex had the kids. But I didn't want to be out in her car again or waste time traveling back and forth, so I concocted a plan. When no one was looking I slipped a bottle of champagne into my purse, along with a couple of the wrapped slices of cake we were distributing to the guest as they left. When we were finished cleaning up and getting ready to leave. I grabbed my stuff, grabbed Rebecca by the hand and we walked to the front desk.
When we got to the front desk, I got us a room, and even to her dismay, and somewhat reluctance, Rebecca agreed to hang out. Well at least after I whispered in her ear that I had champagne and cake.
We rode the elevator up to floor 5, her head resting on my shoulder the whole way up. When we got into the room, we both dropped our stuff and fell onto the bed. We were both exhausted after working our regular jobs and then 5 hours at this wedding. After entering our room, both Rebecca and I fell onto the bed in complete exhaustion. We lay there quietly for a while, just letting the day drift away.
"Where's that cake?" Rebecca gurgled out as her arm was over her eyes blocking the overhead light.
"I got it right here," I replied.
I got up and walked over to my purse pulling the cake plates and the champagne from inside it. I popped open the champagne with a loud poof and found two plastic cups. As I was filling our glasses, Rebecca was already digging into the cake as she sat on the bed. We ate our cake and drank our champagne, becoming two giggly girls who felt like they had just snuck a beer at a family gathering. After we finished eating Rebecca leaned towards me and placed a soft long closed-lip kiss on my lips. As she pulled away, she softly spoke, "I need a shower."
She climbed off of the bed and headed to the bathroom. I heard the door close and the shower turn on as I sat here on the bed, cake plates spread about wondering what she was thinking about as she freshened up. More importantly, what was she going to wear, considering neither of us had brought clothes?
I cleaned up the mess we had made on the bed and just laid down awaiting her to finish. Minutes later I heard the shower shut off and heard her fumbling around in the bathroom. When Rebecca came out of the shower, she was wearing a white towel wrapped up on her head and another wrapped around her body, just under her armpits, long enough to end at her hips, with her entire midsection covered. I was so nervous and anxious and rather turned on by the sight, but I knew I needed a shower too.
"My turn," I bellowed as she made her way to the bed.
As I got to the bathroom and took my clothes off, I was overly excited and my heart was racing. I had never taken a shower in a hotel room, while a female was waiting for me on the other end. I washed quickly making sure I was clean. As I exited the shower, I saw Rebecca had found one of the hotel-provided toothbrushes and a small tube of toothpaste sitting on the counter, so I quickly brushed my teeth, wrapped a towel around my body, and headed out toward the bed.
Rebecca was already in bed, tucked under the sheets and only the little light on the nightstand on my side was on. I pulled the towel from my body standing there in all of my glory as I tried to dry my hair a bit more. I felt so exposed and so vulnerable, as I leaned over to shut the light off and I slid into the bed, under the covers next to her. Even though there was excitement running through my veins, the room seemed so dark, so empty and so quiet.
I rolled in closer to Rebecca to cuddle and feel her body's warmth. We were lying on our sides, face to face, her hair softly lying across my chest. At first, I didn't think we were going to fool around, because we were both so tired, but I think the moment, the anticipation, and the lust we had for each other led the way.
Rebecca and I were both rubbing up and down the lower sides of our backs with our hands, just softly exploring each other's warm naked bodies. And even though we were both absolutely spent, we were both enjoying the quiet, and darkness of this room and the desire we had for each other. I lifted my hand from Rebecca's back and slowly slid it up to her face. I moved her hair out of the way and was softly and gently rubbing along the side of her chin, across her lips, up past her ear and her hairline, just waiting for that moment to come. My pussy was throbbing and I felt those butterflies again, as I waited for that kiss.
I leaned in, making the first move, and kissed Rebecca's soft closed lips. She responded it took a while for her to respond and give in to my advances, but when she did it was magical.
Our lips parted and our tongues slowly and softly swirled around each other's mouths, as we began kissing deeper and deeper. My hand still gliding along her face, as her hand was still sliding up and down my back. I had been in romantic, soft cuddling nights like this before, but tonight was different. Tonight, was erotic. Tonight, was sensual because I was with her. I was with a woman and I was going to have my third and probably most deep lesbian experience during an overnight.
We both laid there kissing and touching with each moment getting hotter and hotter. I slid my hand between our bodies and cupped her left tit, as her hand slid further down, grabbing my right upper ass cheek. My pussy was soaking wet, I was so turned on and so excited that I wanted every bit of this.
I leaned my head down and slightly edged my body down putting my face right at her tits. I softly licked and sucked her nipples as she slightly rolled back, giving me access to both of them. My hand was rubbing up and down her inner thigh as I pleasured her breasts, listening to her soft moans and groans. Rebecca still had her eyes closed and I know she was exhausted but I needed her. I needed this.
Rebecca's hands came to rest on the back of my head, as I licked her nipples, her body reacting to my touch and my mouth. I left her breasts and placed my body up on top of hers and we re-entered into a deep passionate kiss. Our hands were exploring every inch of our bodies and I felt emotions come over me that I hadn't in years. A passion was ignited and I was so ready for this.
