This is my attempt at writing a girl:girl story for a good girl friend of mine as a dare - could a man write one??
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Emma watched him stride across the wooden floor of the bar. Without a backward glance towards her, his weight forced the doors at the entrance apart and the darkness of the street quickly swallowed his shadow. He was gone. Once again his intolerance of her carefree ways had led to panic, his insecurity caused yet another public argument. And now she was alone. Or was, until the heady aroma of her favourite perfume caught her attention. She moved on her seat, her arm catching the naked flesh of a girl who was standing next to her. Eye contact was immediate and she stared into the dark brown eyes of the stranger, but one whoâs intensity caused her to catch her breath. She moved her arm away from her waist, but slowly for she had enjoyed the soft feel as her has brushed across the gap between her top and the silky red skirt that this girl was wearing.
âCan I get you a drinkâ she said, ââcause youâre not going to run after him are you?â This had been her first thought as it usually was every other time this scenario had been played out. But tonight she already sensed that it would be different. The fragrance, the passion in her eyes and the feel of her body so close to her had stirred feelings in her that so often she had to repress. Now she had no hesitation in saying âYes, Iâd love oneâ.
They moved to a table in the corner of the bar. It was a quiet night and there were no crowds. People drifted in and out as the heat of the summer battled with the ceiling fans to see which would determine the atmosphere for that night. In her own mind she new it would be hot but that was given added impetus by the slim leg of her companion that were slowly forcing her own legs apart. They chatted, but this was just the prelude to something that she now knew she was desperate for. Secretly, away from prying eyes, their fingers were entwined at first just happy to be holding each other but gradually their movements became more sensual. She began to stroke her thighs and Emma responded. She could not take in the impact the smoothness of this girls skin was having on her. The heat of the season meant she was not wearing anything beneath her own, tightly fitting skirt and she could sense the way her pussy lips were parting in response to the girls gentle rhythmic stroking of her legs.
âYou want to come for short walk?â she asked as they were finishing their third cocktail, âmy friendâs got a room round the back where we crash out if weâve been working late.â Emma nodded, accepting the guidance of the girls hand as they got up together. She slipped her arm around the girls waist and moved to kiss her, one half of her thinking âher cheekâ but the stronger half of her urging her to feel this strangers dark pouting lips responding to her own.
Maybe theyâd had more to drink than sheâd realised and instead of the passionate embrace her body wanted they simply fell into each others arms in a semi drunken state. But as they struggled to regain their balance, both took the opportunity to explore each others bodies, her hands lingering that little bit longer than would be strictly necessary in the eyes of a casual observer. Emma he moved her hand up and down feeling the curve of her ample breast and when she was steady, let her hand brush against the erect nipple that was straining against the soft cotton material of the girls white top.
Arm in arm they walked away from the few patrons who were left, most of whom were too drunk to recognise the signs of passion between the two young girls.
She was right, it was only a short walk to the room used for staff of the bar. It wasnât locked and the door opened onto a neatly furnished room with strong dramatic colours in the fabric covering the large bed that was the centrepiece of the room. The girl lit two candles in front of the large mirror that lay in front of the bed and then she walked across to the door and closed in gently. Emma was standing still by the bed transfixed by the beauty and confidence of this young girl, a girl she wanted to hold and to explore.
Then the girl walked back towards her and placed both hands on the side of her face, sweeping back her hair an d moving her mouth until she was the merest distance from her. The girl looked into her eyes and slowly, sensuously used her tongue to trace the outline of her mouth. She gazed back her own mouth opening slightly and feeling this strange girls tongue slip slowly inside. They kissed passionately and she could feel the girls hands move slowly up and down the sides of her body. But she knew she wanted to take the initiative. She knew this was something she had wanted for some time and she craved the feeling of taking this girl. She lifted her own hands up and started to undo the button of her top. She wore no bra, her delicate tits already feeling the ache of her own passion, her nipple desperate for further stimulation. She broke off the kiss and pulled the girls head down to feast on her brown buds, She offered no resistance but took each in turn into her mouth her tongue swirling across them, leaving a trace of saliva each time she stopped to look up into her eyes.
But this was a game that two could play. With gentle pressure on her shoulders the girlâs movements suggested to Emma that she should kneel down before her. It was no pressure at all and before she could think she was on her knees, her mouth at the level of this girls crotch. She unbuttoned the skirt she was wearing to reveal the full splendour of her legs. At the top was a neatly trimmed triangle of pubic hair, she too hadnât worn anything beneath her skirt that evening. But the lips of her cunt were engorged and prominent, deep red with lust. The girlâs fingers traced their way slowly down her body and into the crevice between her legs. She rubbed two fingers across her pussy and Emma could see the moisture from the young girls cunt coating her delicate hand. She felt the girls other hand cupping her head and then this stranger forced her juice covered fingers into her mouth. The aroma from the gorgeous young trampâs sodden cunt became intoxicating and she moved forward to start using her tongue against the strangers pussy.