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I can still smell the raspberry lotion she wore. It was all around her. It followed her everywhere. Even now, when I catch the scent, my mind drifts back to that fateful night when I finally found out what loving and being loved by a woman was all about.
I close my eyes, and I can still see her...blond hair, shinning blue eyes, legs that never end...and her breasts...breasts that even a painter like Michelangelo couldn't do justice to. Full, rounded, milky white orbs, with rosy pink nipples that just begged to be sucked...but I'm getting ahead of myself. I really should start the story from the beginning.
We'd grown up with each other. Weekend's were spent having sleep over's with all of the girls at someone's house chatting way into the night or watching some "chick flick". I'd heard rumors about Jillian, but had never seen anything to make me believe them...Several of the girls had said that she'd "put the moves on them", but it just wasn't something I'd ever believed...until it happened to me.
I'd never really thought about being with a woman before. But now, I think about it a lot. I thought I was dreaming. It was just her and I this time, no other friends around...we'd stayed up late that night...doing what most girls do...talking about boys and sex. I guess it was about two that morning before we finally decided to go to sleep. I remember slowly coming awake to a tingling sensation on my leg...oh my!! Jillian was caressing my inner thigh...it felt wonderful...I lay there, just enjoying it while she slowly worked her way up my leg, brushing her hand across the lips of my panty clad pussy...I couldn't pretend I was asleep anymore...and I let out a moan...
Jillian jerked her hand away and lay very still...waiting to see if I'd awaken...holding her breath...she didn't have to wait for long...
"Oh Jilly, that felt wonderful, don't stop...please..touch me".
"Are you sure Myranda?"
I couldn't say anything...I turned toward her and looked into those clear blue eyes, and as I nodded, brought my lips to hers...
I'll never forget the sensation as my lips touched another woman's for the first time. The kiss was soft, and hesitant, but went through me like liquid fire. I couldn't help moaning and the soft firmness as she pressed her lips back against mine...
I couldn't stand it...I had to deepen the kiss. I wanted to feel her tongue against mine...I opened my lips, and felt hers do the same against me...our tongues met for the first time and swirled around each other, softly biting eachothers lips, sucking on them, and eachothers tongues...I knew I was in for a treat!
She rolled me over, our mouths still pressed against each other in a passionate embrace, and I felt her soft hand sliding back up the inside of my thigh..stroking me with a tender passion that only a woman can give. She slowly slid her hand up to my now soaking wet pussy and gently ground the palm of her hand into me...I moan out with pleasure. "That's right baby, tonight you're all mine...Moan for me, let me make you feel good. I want to taste that sweet pussy of yours. I want to run my hands all over your body...worship you with my hands, and with my tongue."
"Oh God, yes Jilly...I want you..I want you to love me...and show me how to love you."
As I say this, I feel her hand sliding underneath my nightshirt, across my stomach...until I feel her fingertips against the underside of my breasts...slowly, she cups them, testing their weight..
"Myranda, you've got such gorgeous tits baby. I've wanted to see them for so long...to taste your nipples, feel them harden in my mouth...can I? Can I make love to your tits?"
"Jilly, Yes! Suck my tits...play with my nipples..."
Wasting no time she slides my nightshirt up my body to reveal my 38D tits to her gaze, and to her probing hands and greedy lips...
I feel her hand glide lightly over my tits...rubbing in circles, never touching my nipples...I arch my back, thrusting my tits into her hand...loving the feel of soft, warm hands touching the sensitive mounds, and just as I thrust myself into her hands, she bends her head and laps at my nipple, like a cat lapping at warm cream. I cry out as a bolt of electricity shot from my nipple straight to my pussy..
"Touch yourself for me Myranda...play with that sweet pussy as I suck these gorgeous tits."