Introduction
My name is Faye Moore; I am twenty eight and was married with two kids. I was married for eight years to Dave, my ex-husband. The divorce went through at the end of 2022. I am attractive not stunning with a 34-26-36 with blond hair (usually in a ponytail) and blue eyes. This is my story of the last three years from the end of my marriage to the beginning of a new chapter of my life, and my new life as a lesbian.
2023 (part 3)
After my last encounter with Clare, the girl whom I met in the public toilets of the national park, I would often masturbate with the thoughts of it. The excitement and thrill of having sex in a public place with a complete stranger turned me on. It wasn't the thought of Clare so much just the sex, the build-up and the nervousness that I felt beforehand. During our encounter she had told me that those toilets and the area in general was a lesbian cruising spot. It was well known, a lot of women who weren't out used it to secretly meet other women, who were, away from prying eyes. I checked it up on some of the different websites and chart rooms I was on to see if it was true and why. It seemed that some married women were using it as it was with total strangers and left no money trail e.g. hotel bookings, credit card transactions for dinner etc.
Others like Clare were looking for quick one off hook up sex with strangers or older women. I found it a turn on and decided to check it out a bit even on the days or evenings when I wasn't running. One woman told me to check my dating apps settings as it should tell me when someone else using the app was nearby or in the vicinity. I checked it out and sure enough once you allow the app have you're phone's location on, it could then tell you who was nearby. I hadn't known this before but once I did, I started to check it regularly. While I was out and about like shopping, at the gym or even at home and it would tell me someone who was looking for a hook up was anywhere from 1 km to touching distance. It showed me that even when I was at home there was someone else within a 5 minute walk from my house on the app.
It made me curious to as it could have been but I could see its benefits. I usually kept my location hidden unless I was actually looking for a hook up. One evening the following week, I decide at the last minute to go back to the national park, I had been back twice already for runs but hadn't had any other sexual encounters. So one evening after I dropped the kids off to their dad's place I decided to swing by again. It was a little bit later than my other visits and there weren't too many people around. I waited in the car for a bit noticing only four other cars. I sat there for about twenty minutes sipping the latte I had got at the gas station before I drove there. Two women suddenly walked towards the car park from one of the trails.
They stopped, hugged and said their goodbyes before getting into separate cars and driving away. I was starting to think I was out of luck again and was considering going home when another car pulled into the car park. I couldn't see the driver as she parked on the other side of the other parked car. Almost at that moment another woman came jogging from one of the wooded trails, stopped to do a light stretch then got into her car and left. I sat silently in my car the whole time noticing it was starting to get dark. I was trying to see who was in the other car but couldn't, so I checked my app and it told me that a woman name Selma was within touching distance.
As there was no one around, I presumed it must be her. The profile had her down as an African-American soft butch lesbian who was looking for fem-mes or pillow princess women. Suddenly a black woman got out of the car and went to the toilets, it was only then that I got a look at her. Her hair was short and shaved at the sides, she looked slim, athletic maybe slightly older than me and was wearing some sort of khaki trousers, boots and bomber jacket. She didn't stay long in the toilets and when she reappeared, she was checking her phone as she went back to her car. She had looked towards my car briefly before she sat back into her own. She didn't move other than to turn the inside light on. I wasn't sure if she was waiting on someone or hoping to meet someone.
I waited a minute or two waiting to see what she was going to do when a young woman came walking from the direction of the college campus. She was on her phone messaging when she looked up. She was a brunette, Caucasian and no more than eighteen or nineteen years of age. She looked pretty and was dressed in jeans, tank top and waist length yellow jacket. The woman I presumed to be Selma exited her car and approached her, were they greeted one another. The younger girl was clearly blushing as they chatted before they decided to walk towards one of the trails. I decided to follow at a distance, my curiosity getting the better of me. I grabbed my hoodie and got out and decided to walk slowly towards the trail. As I entered this wooded area, I suddenly realized just how dark it had got and was having second thoughts. I followed slowly making sure to keep my distance.
As the park was quiet I could just make out there voices as they were talking. They must have stepped of the main trail as I could just see a bit of yellow down a side trail and her them. I decided to follow but even more slowly than before, as I had no idea where it would take me and didn't wish to get caught. I continued forward on this trail without realizing it was leading me to a dead end, with a clearing near a boundary wall. When I did realize it, I could just hear their voices, so I crept forward to see that they had stopped by a huge oak tree. I had a quick look around before tentatively moving into the trees for a better vantage point.. My heart was racing and I had butterflies in my stomach. As I got closer, I could just make out what they were saying.
"So is this your first time," Selma said quietly to the brunette.
"Yes," she replied.
"Are you nervous, you seem nervous? Don't be, I'll look after you," she said smiling.
"I am a bit," she said nervously.
"It's OK to be nervous but you don't need to be. You can stay or go, it's up to you," Selma said looking at her.
She simply stood there, before saying "I'm staying, it's what I want," she said quietly.
"So it's what you want? You what to have a lesbian experience? You want me to fuck you?" Selma asked.
"I came to hook up with you, I couldn't sleep last night, I even masturbated most of the night thinking about it," she said.
"Did you now," she laughed.
"I did, it's what I want, and it's you I want."
"Once I start, there's no stopping me, I will have my way with you. I'll make you my bitch of a fuck toy," she said.
"Make me your fuck toy," the brunette said eagerly.
Selma took her bomber jacket off and placed it on the wall. She wore a sleeveless t-shirt underneath. She was athletic around my height, with firm breasts probably a B cup. She started to take off the brunette's jacket and put it on the wall next to hers. She turned and stepped in close to the brunette before pulling her in for a kiss.
"Mm?" moans the brunette half out of surprise, half out of shock as she feels a tongue slither past her lips.
The brunette is a bit slow in returning the kiss but soon is all too happy too.
"Mm!" she moans with lust.
She starts reciprocating Selma's eager tongue strokes. As the seconds slowly tick by, I can see that Selma is in the midst of waves of arousal and eager to go further. She runs her hands down her counterpart's back until she reaches her firm butt. Within seconds, she is expertly massaging her ass with both hands, forcing ever-powerful moans to flow past the brunette's lips. Before the brunette has time to react, Selma reaches around and starts to undo the button of her jeans and push them and her underwear down. She then presses her palm against the brunette's labia.
"Mm!" moans the brunette.
Once again, the moan is the result of lust as she feels the most powerful wave of arousal yet wash over her as Selma's hand begins moving around, expertly massaging her lower lips. Although the young girl may have been nervous at the start she finally gives in to her lustful urges by spreading her legs to allow Selma better access. Not wasting a second, Selma she decides to escalate things. Breaking the kiss, she makes her way down the brunette's chest lifting her top clear. Once she has removed it and she UN-clips her bra to free her breasts. At first she just feels them, but waste no time.
"Oh, yes!" moans the brunette as she feels her new friend's lips wrap themselves around one of her nipples.
Soon, she feels her tongue flicking back and forth, sending shivers of delight rippling throughout her body. Thrilled by the brunette's positive response, she uses her free hand to massage her other boob. Moans flow past the girl's lips as she feels her body being ravaged by Selma. With one of her new friend's hand busy stimulating her increasingly humidifying twat and the other doing the same to one of her breasts while the other is being services by her lips, the brunette feels exhilarated. All her fantasies are coming true. Before she has time to get accustomed to her mammary stimulation, Selma moves her way down to lick her pussy. As she licked her clit, I could clearly hear the brunette panting. After a couple of minutes she began licking her clit and put a finger in her slit. She just knew what to do.
