The water was hot enough to make my nipples get hard as though my body was cold and I was getting into a lukewarm shower. I pulled and tugged at my nipples and my pussy started to drip from more than just the water cascading down my body in tiny rivulets. I had no other plans that night so I let my fingers trail down to my freshly shaven pussy. I quickly got myself off with the jets and my expert hands.
With my tall, willowy figure I wasnât one to not have a guy on a regular basis and I had had sex with plenty but the relationships usually never lasted because they could never get me off in sex. Iâd always end up getting my release with my fingers while they snored in bed next to me. So as a result, I was single. But, with one last bit of resolve I decided to go to a barâŠa bisexual bar. I kept trying to convince myself that I was adventurous.
I didnât think that wanting to go to this bar had anything to do with my past arousals of thinking of another girlâs dripping pussy and how wet and hot I got when I read a lesbian porn story. At least I tried to tell myself that. Not that I had any experience there. I was always telling myself that I was and still am straight. What I didnât know was that was about to
changeâŠdrastically.
As I sat at the bar drinking my White Russian, I noticed a small, almost fragile looking red head in the corner looking as unsure of her surroundings as I'm sure I looked. So I decided to go over and try to strike up some kind of meaningless conversation.
âHi, I'm Katie,â I said.
âOh, uhh hi, I'm Kira,â the small, petite red head said.
We started into some conversation about nothing in particular and I was getting pretty bored when she asked me why I was at the bar. All that went through my head was why am I at this bar? I decided to tell her that I was slightly interested in things of the bisexual nature. What I didnât tell her was that my pussy had started to drip at just the mention of why I was here.
âSo why are you here?â I asked
âOh my friend is a lesbian and she wanted to pick up some girlsâŠwell she did and so now I'm here alone.â
What kind of friend is that? I thought to myself. I looked over at her rosy cheeks and pale pink lips with a slight drop on the bottom lip that made it look like she was pouting. My eyes dipped down to the nice neck line with a small necklace and a wonderfully low neckline on the blouse she was wearing. The slight bit of cleavage with the pixie face and red hair and my pussy started a fire that I had never felt before. When I realized the directions of my thoughts I blushed and turned my head. She turned to me and asked if I was alright and I said yes, but that my thought had run away from me.
She gave me a cute little smile revealing perfect white teeth. I looked into her forest green eyes and saw there a mischievous twinkle then a flash of lust.
Did I see that wrong? I thought to myself⊠no, I saw it right.
Her forest green eyes and my light hazel eyes locked onto each others and we stared at each other for a few seconds. She must have seen the lust in my eyes because she leaned over and placed a small yet wet kiss on my lips. As she pulled away I followed her only to get caught in a bigger, more passionate kiss. I placed my tongue on her lips and she parted hers to allow me to enter. For over a minute our tongues danced a dance that only we knew. I reached my hand over and scooted the drinks over placing a hand on her face while the other one went to her shoulder, then to her chest, then to the erect nipple. I felt her intake of breath in our kiss and knew that even though I didnât know exactly what I was doing, I was doing it right.
Our heads parted and we looked into each others eyes and knew right then what both of us wanted. I whispered in her ear and she nodded. We got into my car and kissed a more passionate kiss than before. I reluctantly broke the kiss to start the car. While we drove to my house the car was silent but not a bad silence, one of anticipation and wanton lust. Half way to my house, she put her delicate hand on my inner thigh and I gasped at the feeling. Guys do this to me all the timeâŠwhy is this any different? I kept asking myself.
Before I could get the key in the door we were kissing again, a long kiss with our tongues playing just as before. I put my hands on her breast and squeezed a nipple between each finger and thumb. She moaned and I kissed her deeper. I finally got the key in the door and we were in. I broke from our embrace long enough to close the door and lock it. We were back in each others arms once again this time just looking in each others eyes and reading everything we needed to know. We both knew that we were virgins in the game of girl-on-girl but that we both wanted to be experts.
I took her hand and kissed it then led her to my bedroom. I lit some candles and turned the main light out. We looked at our figures in the candle light and our lust grew deeper. I knew that I had to have her hot pussy in my mouth. I had to have her sweet, musky juice all over my face as a pleasured her. I knew that this night would reshape my life and I wanted it to. We came into each others arms and kissed a slow, deep kissâŠone of lovers in the night. I put my hand on the first button of her shirt and undid it slowly, taking my time, not wanting to rush anything. I slowly revealed her breasts and black lacey bra. So she did come prepared for something, I thought to myself.
I unhooked her bra strap and thought her breasts to be about 36 C, a wonderfully proportionate size for her body. I looked at her nipples. They were pink in the center and then went to a nice shade of brown. I bent my head looked closer. I heard her suck her breath in anticipation but I just looked. I reached my hands down to her pants button and methodically undid her button and then her zipper. Her tight jeans fell off with a little bit of pushing. She stepped out of them and I looked up to see she had a black lacey thong on to match the bra. I hooked my thumbs in the strings on the side of her thong and pulled it down. I looked to see that she had soft red curls. My gasp and moan told of my approval. I stood up to full height, about and inch above her head. We leaned into another agonizingly beautiful kiss. I took her ear into my mouth and suckled on it, giving her the chills. I kept going down and when I got to her nipples she gasped in sheer ecstasy when I took one into my mouth.
She took her hands and put them on the back of my head and pushed it into her nipples. I opened my mouth a little more and let in more of her perfect, tender breast. I changed nipples and took my other hand and played with her other nipple. She moaned and I knew that this is what I should be doing.