Donna was big into racing small boat sailing. She'd crewed on larger intense blue water boats in the past year but loved the thrill of being closer to the water and controlling all aspects of the boat, not just one sail or part of the rigging. Professional sailing was still too much of an "Old Boy's Club", but things were changing, just not fast enough for Donna. She was always seeking another younger woman to take out and show the joys of sailing, and if things went right, to also fall in bed with later on.
Donna had married early in her 42 year old life, but things didn't work out, Her former husband was also a sailor but more into yachting races, and made a comfortable living repairing and restoring vintage boats. At 5 ft 10 she was in good shape from regular workouts in an olympic sized pool. Donna was not perfectly proportioned however. Throughout her life she had always been ogled for her sumptuous breasts and wide hips. She had always been an active woman, and had spent many years of her adolescence working diligently on developing her physique so she could not only defend herself but enjoy her bisexuality without feeling somehow trapped in any one scene.
When her husband left her for a younger, hotter woman, Donna just decided to enjoy herself with her girlfriends. Many of them were into art and photography, but few enjoyed sailing. For many years, she was very happy having more than one lover at a time.
Donna enjoyed working out and taking various self defense classes to keep her body fit and stay healthy. She also had a voracious appetite for watching women of all ages work out. She was very keen on spying on a few hot women at the gym, specifically in the shower, after her workouts. No one woman seemed capable of satisfying all her sexual needs and she was always looking for both younger and older women who she found attractive.
Ranya was a single woman of 27 living with her mother. They were recent immigrants from Iran. Her Shiite upbringing did not allow for any discussion about sex, and forbade any open thoughts on sexuality. From an early age, Ranya had always fantasized about meeting a Hollywood or Bollywood starlet, and being seduced by her. In her dreams it was always safe, loving and very, very wet. On rare occasion she would be restrained and a lovely woman would initiate her to the pleasures of oral sex. Some nights she found herself masturbating to these thoughts until streams of her vaginal fluids would run down her thighs onto her sheets. She always cleaned them up before her strict mother could find out about her indiscretions.
Donna had met Ranya at her gym recently, and remembered how the two women had first began talking to each other. For Donna, it was a bit embarrassing. Donna happened to have her locker directly across from Ranya's in the locker room.
"I caught you checking me out a few minutes ago when I was in that shower," Ranya offered, as she pointed in the direction where Donna had been standing, observing the row of open showers. Donna thought she was being totally inconspicuous, but had somehow caught the attention of this Persian goddess with shoulder-length black hair and dark, smooth skin with a killer physique. Ranya had a runner's body with extra firm quad and calve muscles, with a tiny waist and perfectly round breasts with large, dark protruding nipples.
"I guess I've never seen a woman as attractive as you here in quite some time!" Donna responded, smiled and opened her robe up to show off her insatiable body. Donna had a nice tan and had lost some weight during her spring and summer training. Now they were both across from their respected lockers totally naked and exposed to one another. Ranya couldn't take her eyes off of Donna's near- perfect form either and was glad that the older woman had made a move on her.
They continued on their ritual of getting dressed and just conversed about working out, the absence of men in their lives. Donna wasn't sure yet if Ranya enjoyed being with women, and hoped that they would meet again some day in the gym, or somewhere else.
Ranya wanted to make her move first, but was resistant and still felt weird asking an older woman on a date. Instead, she envisioned putting her arm around Donna's delicious body, and pulling her close, with no warning and care in the world who was watching. In her fantasy, they'd kiss and make love for the rest of the day, forgetting about their existing relationships, obligations and just enjoy the bliss of lesbian love in the afternoon. It was her common fantasy and many times, she lived in it, because it was too difficult to break away from her upbringing and along with the shame if she was discovered to be lesbian.
"I'm just a frustrated photographer and would love to snap a few photographs of your lovely body sometime, maybe even on my small sailboat," Donna offered to appease Ranya's curiosity of why she had been spying on her from across from the locker room earlier.
"You have a sailboat?" Ranya asked surprised. When Ranya was a teenager, she had once taken sailing lessons with one of her brothers. Her upbringing was strict but they came from a middle class family and went on vacations to a sea shore resort more than once. Ranya remembered the scent of the water, the push of the wind on the small skiff and how enchanted it was as the sun set one late afternoon.
"Why don't you come to my lake house this weekend, if you want, I can show you how to sail and race. Maybe, you'll let me take a few pictures of you on the boat as well?"
Ranya couldn't believe her ears, this woman was asking her out on a date!
"I'd really like to do that! Yes this weekend is perfect! Give me the directions!"
Donna was truly hoping her enthusiasm would sustain until the weekend and she would see Ranya again.
Saturday morning came quickly and found Donna smoking a joint on the porch of her lakeside cabin when her phone lit up with Ranya's number.
"Shit, I hope she doesn't cancel," thought Donna as she answered her phone.
"Hi Ranya, what's up?"
"I'm at your local convenience store a few blocks away and wanted to know if you wanted me to bring anything to drink?" Ranya offered, her accent was very thick today as she had just come from her Mom's place and had to converse in her native language.
"You're early! Come right over, I don't need anything from that store, but thanks!" Donna said, as she hung up she looked at the clock which only said 8:30. She quickly tried to comb her hair as she walked back to a mirror. She didn't expect Ranya to be so early.
A few minutes later Ranya walked into the well designed, cozy cabin as Donna came out of the bedroom wearing her skimpy bathing suit, her breasts spilled out of the meager cups and her tan was in mid season form.
"You're so early, but I'm glad you made it!" Donna said enthusiastically.
"I know, I couldn't wait to get out of my mother's house, its so confining!"
"Make yourself at home, do you want something to drink?"
"Oh Donna! I love the bikini!"
"Thanks Ranya, can I offer you something to drink?"
"I brought my own things to eat and drink, you're been so nice to me, I cannot eat your food also!" Ranya cracked open an imported beer and offered one to Donna, who was grateful and took it.
Apparently its an Iranian tradition or something, Donna thought.
"Its such a nice day, maybe we can go swimming after sailing, Donna?" Ranya fluffed out her hair and pulled out a nice leopard skin bikini from her bag.
I wasn't sure what to wear so I just brought a collection of things to wear..."
"Show me what you brought," Donna said motioning her to go into her darkened bedroom.
Ranya walked into her bedroom and kicked off her cut off jeans exposing her smooth bum clothed in a double banded black thong, she was still wearing a T shirt but medium breasts were so enticing, her nipples outlined by the thin fabric. Donna came up behind her and cupped those lovely breasts as the two women snuggled into a warm hug.
"Ummnngh," moaned Ranya at the first touch of Donna's fingers on her skin.
"Let's remove your shirt so I can feel your skin on mine," Donna slowly removed the shirt over her head as they gazed at one another in the mirror. Ranya had a hint of sandalwood scent on her, and it was one of Donna's favorite and it made her more horny by the second. She absolutely had to suck Ranya's pussy before they went sailing, she thought.
The older woman slowly edged her fingers down to Rany'a muff and plied apart the thong from her warm skin.
"I'm wondering how wet you are now? Can you feel how much I want you?" Donna whispered softly.
"Yes, that's why I came here early, take me now," Ranya replied as she spread her legs for Donna's probing fingers.
Their passionate tongues intertwined, and Donna felt her own juices flowing out into her skimpy bathing suit. A few minutes later, they were on Donna's bed in a solid embrace as Donna mounted Ranya's wanting mouth and showed her how she liked to dominate. Donna moved her hips up and down very slowly at first, hoping Ranya would enjoy the position and suck her clitoris hard into a frothy orgasm. Ranya didn't disappoint. She welcomed the older woman's sex and worked her tongue to massage and stimulate Donna's dripping pussymound. She enveloped her face into Donna's shaved pussy, found her clit and suckled and pulled at it until Donna moaned loudly for more.
Donna rode her face, thrashing her hips into the young girl's mouth. She caressed Ranya's arms and held onto them afterwards as she quickened her pace. The bed rocked loudly. Donna bent over more and raised her mound off of Ranya, as the young woman plied apart Donna's thighs and fingered her anus too.
"Ranya, fuck yeah!"
"Suck my pussy good, babe!"
"Oh God yes! suck me good Ranya!" Donna felt her first climax wash over her mind, then nanosecond later her body vibrated even more, her juices filled Ranya's mouth. Donna wanted to reciprocate the pleasure the young woman just gave her, she kissed Ranya, savoring her own juices and caressed and sucked on Ranya's swollen, extended dark nipples.
