Lesbian Blind Date

The moment I heard my blind date's British accent in that boba shop, I thought 'Jackpot'. I also realized that boba probably wasn't what she meant when she said she wanted to get tea.

"Hi Liv" I said in my clear, melodic voice.

"Talia?" She asked.

My eyes roamed her body. She had at least 8 inches on me, so I was forced to look up at her through my lashes. Her hair was chin length hair in a shaggy, layered cut, that was just short enough to reveal her sharp, angled jawline. She had thick, South Asian hair. Unfortunately, I couldn't get much of a look at her body through her bomber jacket.

"Nice jacket," I said.

She flashed me a smile and winked

"Thanks, it's my get lucky jacket"

Her eyes twinkled as she noticed the smile her comment elicited.

We stepped out of the boba shop and into the crisp air of the park. She grabbed my hand, not caring who saw. Her fingers laced between mine, stretching them apart with their thickness.

I smiled.

"My hands are getting cold, I'm gonna have to put them back in my pockets" I said.

"Would you like to borrow my gloves?"

"Yeah, but they'll probably be too big"

I extended my fingers and pulled the gloves on.

"The fingers are to long" I giggled

"You won't be saying that later" she said with a smug look.

We left the park, and I got in her car. She asked me where wanted to go next. I glanced at her long fingers, wrapped around the stick shift between us.

"Take me to your place"

"My place? Okay." She said, raising eyebrows.

I made sure to walk behind her on the staircase up to her apartment, my eyes on her round yet square glutes. She locked her door with a click.

She sat on a loveseat by the window of her top floor studio apartment. I climbed onto her lap, draping myself over her. I finally felt the closeness I had been craving. I gazed into her eyes. I leaned in, and my lips fell upon hers. Her thick lips encased my bottom lip, tugging at it. She tasted like mint. I softly opened my mouth over hers, which she took advantage of to insert her tongue into me. I moaned against her. Taking that as an invitation, she grabbed my breast, which was barely a handful in her big hands, making me shake.

"Wow, you are very responsive" Liv said

My lips curved into a smile.

Liv reached under my shirt to grope my bare breasts. She caught my nipple between her middle and index fingers, gently pulling at my hardened nipple. My breath caught. I was losing control of my body.

"Please... take me to the bed" I breathed.

Wordlessly, she picked me up and carried me to the bed, tossing me the last few feet onto it.

"So I finally got you in bed" Liv said, half smiling.

"Shut up!" I rolled my eyes and giggled.

"You know, I wanted to fuck you the whole time we were in that park" she snarled, running her hands over my thigh.

I pressed my lips to hers, parting them lewdly.

"Get on top of me" Liv commanded.

I obliged, her thigh settling between my legs. We deepened the kiss, Liv's hands roaming my body. My own hands explored her biceps, delts, and traps. I moaned against her, gently feeling her well built body as much as I could through her layers of clothing. Liv grew more impassioned, sucking at my lower lip. She let out a deep moan.

"You seem to like being on the bottom." I observed.

Liv smirked

"Well, it's not like you're topping" she retorted.

Liv gripped my hips and dragged me back and forth along her firm, thick thigh. I started to let out high, breathy moans. My eyes were rolling back. I felt a familiar pressure start to build between my legs. It would be almost embarrassing to orgasm like this, through my jeans from simply dry humping. She continued to ruthlessly force me up and down along her thigh. I wasn't going to be able to hold it. My moans got closer together and my breathing sped up.

"Oh Liv!"

I started to shake. My body buckled. I felt those familiar pulsations in my pussy. I let out a soft, satisfied moan as I came against Liv's leg.

Liv looked at me, half smiling with a smug twinkle in her eye.

"You just came, didn't you?"

"And whose fault was that?"

Liv Chuckled.

I glanced at Liv's upper thigh before settling back down to keep kissing her. I saw I'd left a wet spot on her sweats through my jeans. I brought my mouth to her's once again, our mouths opening against each other. My tongue ventured into her mouth. I pushed my thigh firmly between her legs, hoping to elicit some reaction as payback, but Liv stayed steadily in control, showing no response to my provocation.

"Get underneath me" she snarled.

"No." I said, my voice dripping with sass.

Liv looked at me incredulously.

"You're gonna have to flip me over" I explained.

"If you can." I added.

"If I can?" Liv said.

"Darling, I've got, like, 60 pounds on you."

"Oh, so you understand the American measuring system now?"

She grabbed me by the waist and maneuvered me over, managing to position her body over mine in a matter of seconds.

I moaned as her weight settled on top of me. I was completely pinned under her mass. My legs had to spread wide apart to accommodate her. This made her belly press hard against my pussy. I moved against her, full of need. She pawed at my sensitive breasts. She looked down at me like a lion about to eat a gazelle.

"Do you want me to take my shirt off?"

"Yes please" Liv breathed.

I wasn't wearing a bra, so Liv had full access to my breasts the moment I pulled my shirt off. She moved down my body, latching onto my nipple. Her tongue circled my nipple as she tended to my other breast with her hand. She continued further down, gently nipping at my torso. Her hands were everywhere all at once. I was breathing rapidly. I was going to shatter if I didn't get my relief imminently.

She pulled away, and I shook with anguish which was replaced with excitement as she pulled her jacket and shirt off, revealing just a tank top underneath.

I finally saw the arms I had been feeling at through her clothes all afternoon. They were tattooed. Her arms were thick and solid. I gazed at the bump of her bicep and her broad, built shoulders. Her defined muscles existed under a layer of softness. Her whole body exuded health. It felt as if evolution had created this instinctive need in me to get fucked by her. She was truly the perfect specimen.

"Checking me out, huh?" She smirked.

"Oh shut up" I said, growing embarrassed at how obsessed I was with her athletic figure.

She positioned herself on top of me again, and I kissed her with immense desperation. My hands were exploring her now bare muscles. I was moving against her, full of need. She reached down.

Finally, I heard my jeans unzip. I pulled them off, revealing lacy leopard print panties. Her fingers rubbed against the silky fabric. My moans told her how badly I needed it, but she was determined to try my patience.

"Please Liv"

"Please what?"

"Please fuck me"

"Have patience, darling"

"I need you" I moaned

Liv smirked and continued to rub me through my panties.

"Take them off" I begged

Liv waited, not liking being told what to do. She kept rubbing me. I wasn't going to survive this, I thought. I physically couldn't handle another moment without release. I thrashed against Liv. I was reduced to an animal, my whole existence was channeled into this need to be fucked. I was unable to even form a word. Liv, satisfied by seeing me in this appropriately submissive state, hooked her fingers through my lace panties and pulled them off, struggling a little as they got caught on my ass. She tossed them aside.

There I was, fully naked against Liv while she stayed in her tank and sweat pants. Liv's fingers finally made contact with my bare pussy, merely brushing it at first.

"I need you inside me"

"You need me inside you?" She said, mockingly.

"Yes, Please." I begged

Liv finally entered me, but with only one finger.

"Two. Please." I breathed

Liv smiled

"Patience, darling"

She continued to toy with me with just her one finger. I was surprised by how effective her one finger was. I was building up.

"Oh my god" I moaned, my eyes rolling back.

I was clenching around the sole finger inside me.

My pussy started clenching around her in an uneven rhythm. Relief washed over me. I entered a happy haze.

"I love cumming around your fingers"

Liv raised her eyebrow. "You mean my finger?"

"Shut up" I said, glancing down sheepishly.

Liv continued their assault on my pussy. I was still all engorged and sensitive from my last orgasm.

"I need another finger, Liv"

I stared directly into her wide eyes. She pulled her finger out of me. I sank with disappointment.

Suddenly she thrust two fingers inside me.

I threw my head back and cried out. My pussy was completely filled by her long, thick fingers. With each thrust, she pulled them almost all the way out and then forcefully thrust them back in. I couldn't help but moan over and over again, her neighbors surely heard. I completely lost control of my body's reactions, it was as if she was my puppeteer. My world rearranged itself around her fingers.

A heat spread through my lower belly. My belly grew tense. My legs started shaking. My pussy contracted around Liv's fingers.

"Oh, Liv"

Liv smiled as she felt me cum around her fingers. My orgasm continued for an eternity. I couldn't stop cumming. Finally, I felt a warm relief wash over me. Liv removed her fingers. I turned to her with an exhausted smile.

"I'm gonna go get cleaned up" Liv said

"No, let me clean you up."

She brought her fingers to my mouth and I eagerly licked myself off of them. I enjoyed my salty taste and sweet smell. I nestled into her strong arms, clinging into her like a life raft. I settled into a feeling of comfort and safety against her strong body.