Premarital Conditions 02

Both Monica and Katherine were still fully clothed when they got into the bedroom, although Monica removed her blazer and trousers almost immediately. Katherine began to reach for the zip on her dress, but Monica stopped her. 'Please honey,' she said. Leave it on for a bit.'

As her trousers fell to the floor, Katherine could see that, along with the white camisole she wore, Monica wore a matching pair of stretchy white panties with sheer panels on the sides, and gorgeous sheer white hold-up stockings that rose on her legs almost to the delta of her sex. Her breasts looked full under the camisole, and Katherine wondered what they felt like, being so much bigger than her own. She didn't have to wait, though, for Monica moved towards her and lowered her to the bed where she lay alongside her. 'Touch me,' Monica said, taking Katherine's hand in her own and placing them on her breasts. 'There, now, isn't that nice? Your first touch of another woman's breasts? Feel them. Play with them.'

Katherine moved her hands around them, squeezing them gently, and playing with the nipples. Eventually, she pushed up the camisole, and did the same under the soft fabric.

'Now, taste them,' Monica instructed her, and Katherine took a nipple in her mouth.

She sucked on it for a number of minutes like a baby would, as if trying to extract milk that would never come. Monica laughed. 'Okay, honey. Try the other one,' she said. 'Or you're going to make that one very sore.'

Katherine switched and played with the other, before finally stopping and asking, 'What should I do now?'

'Just feel my body,' Monica said. 'Run your hands all over it. Explore it. Learn what another woman's body feels like, and what you enjoy doing.'

So Katherine did, and began stroking Monica's skin on her stomach, her hips, her stockinged legs, her feet. She leaned down and kissed her neck, her shoulders, her breasts again, her navel. But she paused when it was only natural to proceed to Monica's sex, even if still covered by the fabric of her panties. Monica noticed this, and said, 'It's okay honey. Take your time. Remember, you don't have to do anything you don't want to.'

Which was exactly what Katherine needed to hear. Encouraged by Monica's words, she looked at the fabric of Monica's panties as it clung to her mound and disappeared between her legs, and then began by kissing the front of them, before getting a bit more bold and kissing her mound, and then her labia.

At her labia, Katherine could feel the warmth that emanated through the panties, and the wetness that had soaked in. So she kissed a bit more firmly. Then touched it with her tongue. Then she moved the gusset aside and kissed the flesh directly, and found she was hooked. The kiss became a lick, and it didn't stop. Soon, Monica was writhing and moaning under Katherine's oral ministrations, until she began to shudder in orgasm. With this, her wetness increased, and Katherine continued to lick until her tongue was felt numb.

'Oh honey, that was beautiful,' Monica said, reaching out her hand and pulling Katherine up so that they were lying face-to-face. 'You have made my dreams come true. Let's rest for a bit.' And with that, they dozed off in each other's arms.

Around one in the morning, Katherine awoke to Monica kneeling beside her and rubbing her feet. She let out a moan of appreciation, and Monica continued by moving on to her ankles, her calves, her thighs, then emerging from under her dress, her arms, her stomach and her chest. It was only then that she began to undo Katherine's dress, unzipping it and peeling it off her torso, then pulling it over her hips and whisking it away from her body. Now Katherine lay there in nothing but her seamless tights, meaning that her whole body was exposed to the older woman.

'I have said it many times tonight, Kat, but you have the most beautiful body. You are so lithe, so smooth, so feminine, and yet so strong. And I love your breasts. They may be small, but they make me want to take them in my mouth...' she finished as she leaned over and did just that.

Sucking on one and then the other, she made Katherine's nipples erect, and then played with them between her fingers. They began to kiss again, and as they did, they put a hand between each other's legs, stroking and rubbing while moaning into each other's mouth. Monica was able to penetrate Katherine even through the tights, as they had remained damp from their earlier activity, and Katherine's renewed arousal meant even more natural lubrication. Katherine, meanwhile, was enjoying the sensation of Monica's moisture through the fabric of her panties, and how messy it all felt as the thin nylon seemed to mingle with her flesh. When she finally inserted her fingers, feeling for the first time what it was like inside another woman, she gasped, and began to explore as much as she could of Monica's cervix.

She was almost frantic, especially when she felt her own orgasm coming on, which in turn triggered Monica's. Together, they stopped kissing and while Katherine moaned aloud, Monica squealed.

'Oh, Kat! That was wonderful!' she said, collapsing on her back. 'Now let me take those tights off you, and let's get some rest.'

And so the two women fell asleep in each other's arms and didn't wake up until mid-morning on Sunday.

***

Katherine awoke at around ten to Monica kissing and nuzzling her neck. She turned over and kissed back, and soon, the warm bodies of the two naked women were entwined, their tongues deep in each other's mouth. It was good to be naked together, and Katherine thought she had never felt anything like it. Monica's body was so soft, so smooth, and with her larger breasts, so comfortable to press against. She felt she could stay like this for hours. But that wasn't to be.

Monica stopped kissing her and said, 'Katherine, I'm going to have to take you home soon, but I want to try something else. Are you game for a surprise?'

Katherine, who didn't want to go home, was taken aback. 'I guess so,' she said. 'But do I have to go?'

'I promised your mum that if the night was successful, and you did end up staying over, I would have you back by noon.'

Katherine felt deflated. She didn't want to hear about her mum, or her home. 'Alright,' she said. 'Then let's pretend I don't have to go. You can surprise me.'

At this, Monica smiled kindly and brushed the hair from Katherine's face. 'Don't worry, honey. I'll make you feel very good.' She then got out of bed, and walked naked across the bedroom floor. She opened a drawer on her dresser, pulled out a pair of black stockings, and returned to Katherine, asking her to sit up so she could blindfold her. Katherine complied, and her world darkened. Then Monica asked her to lie down on her back. Using the other stocking, she tied her hands together and secured them to the headboard of the bed. Katherine looked gorgeous and vulnerable, her soft, slender body extended the length of the bed, her arms raised above her head, the black stockings a stark contrast with her light-coloured skin.

Then Monica returned to her dresser and took out a pair of sheer, white tights. She slid these over her legs, before looking one last time in her dresser and taking out a pink strapless dildo. Her last act was to insert the dildo into herself before tearing a small hole in the front of the tights through which the dildo could protrude. Had Katherine been able to see what was going on, and the way Monica now looked with her naked torso and her silky tights, with a large pink latex cock, she might have regretted her willingness to let Monica surprise her.

Monica climbed onto the bed between Katherine's legs and reached over to the drawer of the bedside table from which she took a bottle of strawberry-flavoured lubricant, squirting a copious amount all over the artificial cock. She then positioned the cock at the entrance of Katherine's sex, and teased her with it by lightly running its tip over the labia and against Katherine's clit. Katherine's breathing became more pronounced, and she asked Monica what she was doing.

'Don't worry,' Monica replied, and started to penetrate. 'You're going to love this.'

Katherine yelped. 'Ah! What is that?!?' she said.

But Monica proceeded to ease into her young lover. Soon, she was in all the way and when she started to thrust in and out, Katherine began writhing on the bed and panting.

'Are you okay?' Monica asked, concerned.

'Ye-e-s!' Katherine gasped in response. 'O-o-o-oh!'

Monica smiled to herself and continued to thrust, becoming increasingly excited as she gazed down on Katherine's face and felt the wet mixture of lube and Katherine's honey saturate the fabric of her tights and make them cling to her skin. The combined stimulation of the dildo hooked insider her own cervix and its movement against her clit was also driving her toward a quick climax, so she slowed down.

Now, Katherine's cries became a deep, rhythmic breathing.

The dildo was bigger than my own erect cock, and because Katherine and I both still lived at our respective homes, we had not often had the chance for penetrative sex, what she was feeling now went way beyond anything she had felt before. She was not used to being filled like this, and the way Monica was moving was bringing on feelings she had never experienced. This was different to being licked or having fingers insider her; it was slower, more encompassing. It was stirring something deeper inside her body. It was incredible.

Eventually, the feeling built up enough that Katherine was not sure what her body was doing. She felt something like butterflies in her stomach, then more. Her legs grew weak, and her head light. Then it happened. She began to orgasm so deeply, so completely, that she lost touch with where she was.

When she opened her eyes, the stocking that covered them was gone, and her hands were no longer tied to the bed. Monica was kneeling over her, stroking her forehead and smiling.

'Well, you seemed to like that,' she said to Katherine. 'You actually lost consciousness for a minute or two. I only realised it after my own orgasm subsided. You started to shake and then you went still. That's when I came, but I quickly saw that you weren't moving. You worried me for a second before I saw that you were breathing.'

'What did you do to me?' Katherine said in a breathy voice, looking at the now-shiny cock that remained embedded in Monica's vagina, and seeing how soaked the front of her tights were.

'Well, first of all, I gave you something that I guess was bigger than anything you have had before,' Monica replied. 'But I also tried to move it in ways that I like to have it moved for me.'

'Someone has used it on you before?' Katherine asked, interested in the fact that Monica had had the same sort of experience to what she herself had just had.

'Yes, of course, Kat. Someone you know quite well in fact.' Monica smiled.

'Oh my god! My mum! Eww. Why did you have to tell me that? I didn't want to think about you and her.'

Monica responded, 'Kat, please get used to it. Our sexual lives are not as cut-and-dry as you think. Your mum is a sexual being. A very sexual being, actually. That's why she doesn't want you being limited by an engagement at such a young age. Don't worry, though. I think you're doing fine, and that Tom will be good to you. But I do agree with your mum that a bit more experience over the next while will be good. Especially seeing as I have got to benefit!' she finished. As for Katherine, she said nothing more.

'Now honey, let's get you dressed so I can take you home.'

***

After both women had showered, Monica got dressed in a long gypsy skirt, a white, button-up blouse, and a pair of medium-heeled sandals, but gave Katherine a pair of yoga leggings and a t-shirt to put on. Then she put Katherine's tights and dress from the night before in a bag, and the two of them headed out to the car then back to Katherine's home.

Because they talked on the way, there was not much more that needed to be said when Teresa answered the door, but Monica did give Katherine a kiss on the mouth and they thanked each other sincerely. Before letting her go, Monica did whisper to Katherine, however, 'That was one of the best nights of my life, Kat. I know that you're committed to Tom, but please consider going out with me again if you can. I already like you more than you can imagine, but I could really grow to love you.'

As for Katherine, she didn't know what she would do, but she did know now that she liked women--at least that she liked Monica--and she knew what it was to feel like a woman herself.