Pearl Pt 02

Pearl and Monica moved into a spacious apartment within three months of their first night together. Although Pearl hadn't discovered her full sexuality until she was forty-seven, she also understood the value of having someone who not only cared about her but wouldn't hesitate to adore her body when needed.

Monica had taken a risk all those months ago after openly admiring Pearl. Not just her body but as a friend. The friendship they shared before becoming physical intensified after their first night. They both didn't take long to realize they were falling in love.

If you had told Pearl during her divorce that her next relationship would be as a lesbian, she would have laughed herself silly thinking about the idea. But now? Monica's long legs and enthusiasm made her melt.

Within a month, they had a long conversation about expectations as they stood in Monica's bathroom, getting ready to go out to eat. Both women stood facing the bathroom mirror, wearing only a bra and panties. Monica laughed when Pearl mentioned wanting to be monogamous. "Girl, what kind of sex life did you think I was having before you? I waited a long for you to be free of your ex."

"Oh, so you were plotting?" Pearl smiled and pretended to shake her fist at Monica.

"Plotting? More like fantasizing. You're beautiful, funny, and exciting." Monica stood at the right side of the sink as she put her black hair into a ponytail. She looked over at Pearl in the mirror.

Pearl's eyes watched her intently. Monica loved being looked at like she might be a snack. Despite being a recent convert, Pearl never failed to give her every bit of energy and attention that she could muster.

"We should move in. Together, I mean," Pearl said unexpectedly. She quickly added, "I mean, if you want to. I didn't mean to blurt that out."

Monica laughed. "I think you wanted to say it."

Pearl nodded. "Okay, I did. But we've only been together about a month."

"But we've been friends for almost ten. Are you afraid that being a lesbian will wear off?" Monica reached behind her back with both hands and unclasped her bra. She pulled it off and tossed it behind her. Raising her hands above her head, she arched her back.

Pearl's eyes widened as she looked at Monica's body. Monica's breasts were smaller than hers, but for her age, they were firm and perfect for Pearl's hands and mouth.

While Monica was about three inches taller than Pearl, Pearl loved Monica's longer legs. Having them wrapped around her head and shoulders made her wet if she thought about it very long.

Monica turned so that Pearl could see all of her body. Pushing her panties down, she stepped out of them. "Are you going to ask me to move in with you or not properly?"

"You're playing dirty, Monica," Pearl said. She shook her head and grinned. "Monica, can we move in together?"

Monica stepped closer to Pearl and ran her hands along Pearl's hips. "I'll make you a deal."

Pearl raised an eyebrow in response.

Monica continued. "Make me cum right now, and I'll say yes."

Before Pearl could answer, Monica pulled at Pearl and moved her away from the sink. Pearl stepped back as Monica moved up to prop herself on the counter's edge. Monica's hands went to the top of Pearl's head and pushed down.

As Pearl sank to her knees in front of her, Monica lifted her left leg and placed her heel on the counter. Pearl didn't hesitate. She ran her tongue up Monica's left thigh.

"Oh. You're so good at this," Monica moaned.

Monica looked to the opposite wall at the vertical mirror placed there. She watched as Pearl's body dived between her open legs. Pearl's back and legs begged to be touched in return. For now, Monica needed to cum.

When Pearl's tongue darted across her clit, she gasped. Pearl's enthusiasm for licking her was unmatched. Despite the angle being slightly uncomfortable for Pearl, she moved her hands along Monica's thighs and pushed her tongue inside.

"This won't take long. Jesus," Monica whispered.

Pearl darted her tongue in and out of Monica. She pulled away briefly. "Push my head into you."

As Monica's hands wrapped around the back of Pearl's head, she watched in the wall mirror as Pearl's face buried itself between her legs.

Pearl didn't ask Monica how she wanted it this time. She used the flat side of her tongue to quickly rake across Monica's clit. After a few slow strokes, Pearl rapidly increased the pace of her tongue.

Monica's eyes closed as her universe shrank to exclude everything except the sensation of her girlfriend's tongue on her. Her hands gripped and pushed Pearl's face hard between her legs.

When Pearl felt the extra pressure, she started to wiggle her tongue wildly across Monica's clit. Monica's hips jerked and gyrated as much as they could against Pearl's mouth.

The bathroom filled with Monica's breathing and Pearl's mouth slurping for a few minutes. When Pearl felt Monica's legs tighten, she stopped licking for a few seconds. Although Monica wanted a quick orgasm, Pearl tried to make her feel the build-up.

"Gotta cum," Monica whimpered.

Pearl relented and took in a huge breath as best as she could. Monica's hands pushed her face hard into her pussy. Pearl's tongue flicked hard and fast against Monica as her hips began to flex and release.

"Uhh! Uhh! Fuck!" Monica's chest heaved as she momentarily froze, trapping Pearl's face and tongue on her clit. Monica tried to shout as the orgasm started. Instead, she incoherently mumbled as Pearl's tongue gave Monica's clit a thrashing.

Monica's hips jerked repeatedly onto Pearl's face. Pearl felt Monica's fingers tighten against her head with each pulse. Even after the orgasm started to wane, Pearl licked fast. When Monica tried to pull her hips back, Pearl forced her head back just enough to cup her lips around Monica's clit and sucked hard. That's when Monica screamed.

Monica's hands moved from Pearl's head. Pearl felt Monica's left hand grip the counter on her right side.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Monica shouted.

Pearl took her time to slow down. Enjoying the feeling of Monica's body reacting to her tongue made her hornier than she could have imagined.

When Pearl raised her head, she smiled. Monica's chest heaved as she breathed. Pulling herself up, Pearl leaned over and nibbled both of Monica's nipples.

"Fuck, you're good at this, Pearl."

Pearl moved her mouth up to kiss Monica. Her hands went to Monica's neck and tickled her softly. She felt Monica shiver as she touched her.

When Pearl trailed her left fingers down and lightly grazed Monica's clit, Monica laughed. "Oh no, you don't, missy! I know where that leads."

"Where's that?" Pearl asked playfully as she looked into Monica's eyes.

"You'll do this for an hour, and then we'll be late." Monica made a face.

When Pearl continued to rake her finger across Monica's clit, Monica used her hands to pull on the counter's edge. She slid to the floor and put her hands on Pearl's shoulders.

"I'm going to give you the one-two," Monica told Pearl.

Pearl felt a tingle blossom between her legs.

Monica pointed to the hallway. "Lay on the floor right there." Before Pearl could answer, Monica added, "Yes, on the carpet."

Monica pulled at Pearl's right hand as if she were going to drag Pearl into the hallway. Pearl stepped back and removed her bra and panties as fast as she could.

Pearl kneeled on the floor and then turned herself onto her back as she slid to the floor.

Monica wasted no time. She kneeled between Pearl's legs and positioned her head between her thighs. Monica had quickly learned that Pearl loved what they affectionately called the "one-two."

Monica cupped her hands between Pearl's thighs as Pearl moved her knees up and planted her feet on the floor.

"Do it," Pearl excitedly said.

Monica's mouth cuppled directly on Pearl's clit. Without any buildup, she sucked Pearl's clit between her lips and flicked wildly.

Pearl grunted and moved her hips up and down hard.

Pearl's fingers tried to grab something to hold as her hips bucked up against Monica's face. She felt the explosion approaching.

When she started to grunt hard, Monica pulled her face from between Pearl's legs. She scooted back and then moved across Pearl's left leg as she pushed it to the floor.

Monica moved to Pearl's left side. Pearl looked up at Monica's face. Kneeling, Monica's left hand went between Pearl's legs. Slipping her middle finger inside Pearl, she used her left thumb to rub against Pearl's clit. Just as quickly, she used her right hand to twist and pull at Pearl's right nipple lightly. After a few seconds, she switched to the other nipple.

Pearl's lips parted as her head rolled back. Pulling on her nipples harder, Monica pushed her middle finger into Pearl rapidly.

Monica looked down in awe as Pearl's entire body twitched and heaved against her hands. Within seconds, Pearl's back arched hard.

"Ahhhhhh!" Pearl shouted. When her orgasm started, she twisted violently. Monica was no longer worried she might give Pearl a stroke. Cumming hard in this position was one of her favorites. As the violent jerks intensified, Monica used all of the fingers on her left hand to rub and wiggle on Pearl's clit.

Monica continued to use her hands on Pearl until her back collapsed onto the carpet. As the orgasm lessened, Monica slowly reduced the speed and pressure of her fingers.

When Pearl finished cumming, Monica stretched herself along Pearl's body and pulled her close. Pearl recovered a few minutes before running her left fingers along Monica's ponytail and across her shoulder.

"I wish we could skip dinner and have round two," Pearl whispered.

Monica kissed Pearl's neck. "We have just enough time."

Pearl shivered as Monica slowly tickled her way down Pearl's stomach with her left hand. "Open your legs for me," she whispered.

As Pearl's legs opened, she was already well on her way to cumming again. When Monica moved and put her mouth between her legs, she knew it would be an explosion.

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Monica lay behind Pearl on the long couch. It was fingers night, a game they'd developed in the last few months. Starting with trash TV, they'd touch each other teasingly to see who would want to cum first.

About ten minutes into the first show, Monica ran her fingers along Pearl's nipples. "You know Christine from marketing?"

Pearl nodded. "Yeah, the thirty-something woman with a great sense of humor and particularly large tits."

Monica laughed. "Tits, huh? They are hard to miss, aren't they?"

"What about her?" Pearl almost stuttered as Monica's fingers pulled at her right nipple.

"You're not going to believe this. We were both waiting for the team meeting after lunch, sitting in the conference room for several minutes. No one else was in there." Monica paused for dramatic effect, knowing Pearl would want her to tell the story faster.

"Go on," Pearl said.

"Out of the blue, Christine looked up from her phone and told me she loves how I dress."

"Oh? I love how you dress, too," Pearl said. "More so now that I know what you can do with what's inside your clothes."

"You're dirty," Monica replied as she moved her fingers to Pearl's other nipple and kissed the side of her neck. "Anyway, I told her she looked nice, too. What threw me off is that she blushed and gave me an odd look."

Pearl laughed. "Uh oh. I've got competition, don't I?"

Monica kissed Pearl's neck before answering. "For a couple of minutes, I saw that Christine was stealing glances at me. You know what I mean? She was definitely looking."

"This is getting interesting!" Pearl adjusted her body so that Monica's fingers could continue teasing her nipples.

"Finally, I asked if there was something she wanted to say to me. I couldn't figure out what it would be." Monica's left hand slowly inched downward to Pearl's stomach.

"Christine blushed redder. She asked me how I knew I was a lesbian."

Pearl's mouth opened in surprise. "She did not!"

Monica nodded. "Indeed she did. I told her I always knew. But you'll never believe what she said next, Pearl. Never in a million years."

As Monica's fingers circled between Pearl's thighs, Pearl grunted and whispered, "I give up. There's no telling with you."

"She asked me about you," Monica answered.

Pearl giggled. "Uh oh. What did you tell her?"

"I told her that I rescued you from the clutches of heterosexuality only to find out that you were more than my match." Monica laughed as she recalled the conversation.

"Damn, Monica, go easy on the uninitiated."

"Like this, you mean?" Monica's fingers lightly rubbed Pearl's clit.

Pearl gasped. "What did you say after that?"

"I asked her if she thought she was bisexual or a lesbian. You should have seen her face! I shouldn't have provoked her, especially at work, but she's the one that brought it up."

Monica continued talking, especially now that she was at the interesting part. She continued to lightly caress Pearl's clit. "Christine told me that she's been obsessed with the fantasy of being with a woman. I told her it was normal for people to fantasize. Christine was quiet for a while and then told me she was sure it was beyond idle fantasy."

Pearl's hips jerked against Monica's fingers. "Why does this story turn me on?"

Monica moved her fingers to bury her middle finger briefly inside Pearl before moving back to her clit. "Because of the way you discovered your sexuality. It doesn't hurt that Christine is hot."

"You think she's hot?" Pearl grunted as she spoke.

"YOU think she's hot, too. And we've talked a lot about how hot it was for you to have your first experience with a woman. I was the lucky one who gave it to you. It was the best sexual experience of my life, watching you blossom. And cum. That was good, too." Monica laughed.

"You are dirty, Monica," Pearl said as her hips moved a little faster.

"Anyway, now for the surprise. Christine is coming over here tomorrow to talk to us both. She has a lot of questions." Monica's finger moved faster on Pearl's clit.

Pearl took a second to breathe as Monica's fingers worked their magic. "What are you going to do?"

"You mean, what are we going to do? What do you want to do?" Monica's voice dropped as she asked.

"I...I... I think we should seduce her. If she's into women, there's no way she won't get that question answered if you get your hands on her."

Monica smiled as her finger moved faster on Pearl's clit. "I don't think we'll have to seduce her at all. I know that look when I see it. She's hoping something will happen. Like watching you cumming."

Monica fell silent as she changed from one finger on Pearl's clit to three, rubbing it with more pressure. Pearl grunted and jerked her hips, no doubt imagining Monica making Christine cum with a woman for the first time.

As Pearl's hip pushed up hard, her legs went rigid as she came. Monica's fingers worked her clit relentlessly until Pearl lay gasping in front of her.

"I know you were thinking about your first time when you came. And about doing the same thing to Christine," Monica said as Pearl gasped.

Pearl nodded and smiled.

...

Pearl and Monica sat in the living room, drinking a small vodka while waiting for Christine to arrive. They both promised to keep their hands off one another while they waited. Monica wore tight blue shorts and a white T-shirt, while Pearl wore white shorts and a white T-shirt. Neither wore a bra or panties.

At 6:30, the doorbell rang. Monica and Pearl looked at each other, smiling. Both stood up and walked to the front door. Monica opened it to see Christine smiling and nervous.

"Come in, Christine. I have a small drink for you if you're interested."

Pearl stood a few feet from the door, watching Christine come inside. Monica knew her better than she did, as their departments worked closer together.

Christine's dark hair was loose across her shoulders. She wore flattering, form-fitting blue jeans and a red blouse that did little to conceal the swell of her breasts.

"Hello, Pearl. We haven't formally met." Christine smiled and gave Pearl a quick hug.

Christine followed Monica into the living room.

Handing Christine a small glass from the end table, Monica motioned for her to make herself comfortable.

"I feel like a fish out of water," Christine said, looking at both women sitting across from her.

"No need for that. None at all," Pearl said, nodding toward Monica.

"Other than coming here to talk about my sexuality, you mean," Christine said. She laughed nervously and took a big drink from her glass. "Strong. Just what I needed." Christine started to place the glass on the end table and reconsidered. She downed the rest of the drink in one gulp and laughed.

Monica shifted her body to face Christine directly. "Pearl and I talked it over. It's entirely up to you. Instead of talking about your sexuality, we think it might be more interesting to find out."

Christine's eyes darted quickly from Pearl to Monica. "Find out?"

"Yes. I suspect you came over to do more than talk. Or to put your toes in the water, so to speak. If that's the case, I think you'll stay out of your head about it if we do a hands-on experiment." Monica smiled and waited for Christine's reaction.

Pearl spoke up. "You'll know immediately with Monica. She's all in with everything."

Christine placed the glass on the end table. "Can I use your bathroom?" She stood up quickly.

Monica barely had time to tell her where to go before Christine nervously paced out of the room.

"I don't think she's going to stay, Monica," Pearl said, sighing. "It would be a shock."

"She'll stay. Wait and see," Monica answered.

Pearl and Monica finished their drinks as they waited.

"Don't look, okay?" Monica's voice echoed down the hallway.

Monica gave Pearl a knowing wink. "Okay!" she said loudly.

"Okay. I'm back," Christine announced from behind the two women. Pearl and Monica turned and looked at Christine.

Christine stood near the hallway, her hands on her hips. She had removed her blue jeans and blouse. The matching white bra and panties sharply contrasted with her tanned skin. Her breasts strained against the bra, and both nipples stood erect through the fabric. She was stunning.

"Wow!" Monica said as Christine nervously smiled.

"I second that, Christine," Pearl added. "You are sexy as hell."

Christine blushed as both women watched her.

Monica moved first by standing up and approaching Christine. She moved her right hand and rubbed it across Christine's neck. Her fingers caressed her jawline and then down across her right arm. Goosebumps appeared across her arms and legs.

Pearl's eyes widened as she watched Monica touch Christine. Monica stepped close to Christine and moved her lips to kiss her. When Christine's lips touched Monica's, her mouth parted as she returned the hesitant kiss.

"Did you like being kissed, Christine?" Monica smiled.

Christine nodded. "Yes."

"Come over here and kiss Christine, Pearl," Monica said.

Pearl stood up and made her way to stand in front of Christine as Monica stepped back. This time, Christine moved in to kiss Pearl. Her hands moved to Pearl's face as her tongue probed her lips. Pearl's hand moved to Christine's hips and pulled her closer. Monica watched in amazement as they continued to kiss. When Christine pulled her mouth from Pearl's, both women sighed.

"Do you want to be with just one of us? Or both?" Monica smiled, confident Christine would want four hands and two mouths on her.

"Definitely both!" Christine reached and pulled Pear's mouth back to hers. Monica moved behind Christine and unhooked her bra. 'You wore white to try to talk yourself out of it didn't you."

When Christine continued to kiss Pearl, Monica reached and pulled Christine's panties down to her feet. Her hands rubbed across her shoulders, down her back, and then across her ass. She bent, ran her hands down Christine's right leg, and slowly back up. As Monica's fingers neared the inside of Christine's thighs, she jerked.