Tracy The Secret Lesbian Next Door

Tracy next door has become a good friend of mine and I always love going round there to chat and exchange stories over a glass of wine. We have confided in everything and become very close. Extremely close, in fact.

She's probably 15 years older than me but nevertheless a very beautiful woman for her age. Divorced and living alone, she was always happy to see me when I went round to her house for a chat. We talked about literally everything, including my sex life, which had suffered slightly after I had my baby. One afternoon I was sitting on her sofa with a cup of coffee and I found myself confessing that my husband seemed to desire me less since the baby. I admitted it was making me feel sad and a little bit sexually frustrated. "Simple." She said, "You just do something astonishing that he will really like -- take his cock in your mouth and suck him off -- but not in the bedroom. Seduce him somewhere unexpected like in the car or the kitchen. Kneel in front of him and take him in your mouth. No man can resist that." I thought about it and decided maybe I would try it.

Suddenly she said, "Have you ever had a woman bring you off?"

"What do you mean?" I said, confused but tantalized by her words. We were sitting together on her sofa.

"Well," she put a hand on my knee in an intimate way, "Women understand each other in a way men can't." Her hand was gliding tantalizingly up my bare thigh when she said it, "And only another woman can make you feel really, really good." Her voice dropped to a whisper as she made what seemed like an intimate promise. She moved closer to me and put her arm around me to caress the back of my neck, making me shudder with anticipation. I realized I was being aggressively seduced by her which was a big surprise. I had no idea she was that way inclined. She pulled me closer to her while her other hand continued to slide higher up between my legs, pushing up my skirt so my panties were visible. She caressed my upper thighs in an intimate way. My heart was pounding but I didn't pull away. Perhaps I was curious or just intrigued with what might happen next. She looked deep into my soul with her big, brown eyes. I breathed harder, taking in her heady perfume, and was conscious of her long dark hair brushing my face and the warmth of her body against me. I could feel the softness of her shapely breasts -- which she always liked to show off in low-cut tops -- pressing against my upper arm. I looked down at her deep cleavage, unable to comprehend for a minute what was going on. I had no idea she had lesbian tendencies, yet here she was coming on to me in a big way. I supposed I could have pushed her away but I was very fond of her, and I didn't want to offend her. I don't know, it just seemed unstoppable at the time. Maybe a part of me wanted something to happen with her. And I was feeling incredibly horny even though it was the middle of the afternoon and my baby was having a nap at our house next door while my husband worked from home.

"Part your legs for me," she said quietly, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Without even thinking about it I complied. She started to caress me through the front of my panties, brushing her fingertips softly across my very sensitive pussy lips in a way that made me stop breathing for a minute. It felt incredible.

"A woman knows exactly how to arouse another woman, you know, Lorena," she whispered in my ear, as if sharing a deliciously intimate secret. "It's OK -- it's completely natural," she reassured me. "Just relax." I was too stunned to react. I just sat there tingling all over while she gradually increased her pressure on my rapidly moistening vulva through the thin stretchy material of my little panties. I felt her fingernail circle my clitoris and realized from the surge of warmth between my legs that I was getting very turned on. I could feel my juices start to flow. My pussy was flooding and I knew I must be wetting my panties where her fingertips were using their magic on me. Her touch was spectacular -- exciting, gentle, teasing and unbelievably arousing all at the same time.

"Breathe." She instructed me, escalating my excitement with her skilled touch. When I exhaled, it came out as a moan of pent-up desire. I felt the incredible sensation of her fingernails scratching my excited little clitoris through my panties before sliding down and then up the length of my slit. She boldly explored the outline of my pussy lips -- pausing to tease my swelling clit again lingeringly at the top of their journey -- then making their way downwards again, pressing the moistening fabric of my panties deeper into the cleft between my sensitive labia as they went. It felt absolutely wonderful. Her beautiful dark eyes shone with excitement as she held my gaze, looking mesmerizingly into my eyes until I couldn't look away. "Shhhhhh. Good girl." she whispered soothingly as she massaged my pussy, making me sigh with pleasure. I parted my thighs a bit more to give her better access and I closed my eyes to concentrate on the thrill of her wonderful fingers playing with my sex. In no time she had me panting hard then moaning in ecstasy as she skillfully controlled my arousal. It was deliciously erotic. I have never felt so turned on so quickly. She had me panting with desire in no time and I knew I was about to have a massive orgasm without even taking my panties off.

"Oh my god!" I heard myself gasp multiple times. I felt as if I was falling. I leant into her body, my legs wide apart. I felt so uninhibited and wanton, like some sort of slutty lesbian. The thought made me lightheaded. It was as if I was drowning in the surge of sexual arousal that coursed hotly through my core. How was she doing this to me? My thighs were shaking and my pussy was creaming everywhere. I think my eyes were closed and I was leaning against her as wave after wave of pleasure wracked my body like multiple mini-orgasms as she fingered me. I struggled to breathe with my face against her neck. Opening my eyes, I was treated to a view of the beautifully smooth, deep cleavage between her breasts, reminding me that it was a woman doing this incredible thing to me -- my first ever sexual experience with another female.

Without slowing down she pushed up my skirt up higher and shoved her small, feminine hand all the way inside my panties so she could touch me properly. Her magical fingers slid so easily from my needy clitoris down between my trembling thighs to part the slippery lips of my very wet pussy and enter me. It felt incredible. Not awkward and hesitating like when boys touch you there, but smoothly confident and incredibly skillful -- nothing like my husband, or any man for that matter, had ever done to me. She teased me a little, swirling around clit and dipping into my opening, then her fingers plunged deep inside me.

"Oh fuck!" I heard myself cry out as she started finger fucking me. I don't know how many fingers she had inside me but it was driving me crazy. Oh my god, it was so good. I wanted her to make me cum some more. I'd never had serial orgasms like this, not even when I masturbated with a vibrator -- my whole body was shuddering with pleasure. "Oh god!" I could hear the wet slushing of my pussy over my panting and moaning as she played with me -- several fingers slipping smoothly in and out of my sloppy, swollen vagina at once -- making me tremble all over while her thumb simultaneously pleasured my clitoris with maddening gentleness. My head seemed to be about to burst, and I just clung to her -- skirt round my waist, legs wide apart, shaking uncontrollably as she relentlessly pleasured me with her hand deep in my panties. She slowed down but kept me hovering on the brink, building my arousal even further with just her clever fingers, masturbating me beautifully with a feather touch on my clit and vagina full of fingers. Then she tilted my face upwards and pressed her soft, warm lips against mine in a delicious feminine kiss, pushing me over the edge. As soon as she slid her tongue into my mouth my whole body spasmed and I exploded in an incredible orgasm, almost blacking out with pleasure, moaning and spurting juices all over her hand as I came.

I lay back trembling in her arms, my head against her soft breasts, unable to believe what had just happened. She had given me an orgasm unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I could feel the warmth of my juices leaking out of my pussy and gliding down between my buttocks, and I knew I was wetting her sofa as well as soaking my panties.

"See, I told you." She murmured. "You really needed that, didn't you?"

"Oh god that was incredible!"

"Sometimes it just takes a woman's touch." She said smiling. She removed her dripping fingers from my panties and licked them lasciviously as if they were covered in the most delicious honey. I felt a sense of loss as she took her hand away, and I immediately wanted more.

"I had no idea it could be like that." I confessed. "That felt amazing."

"Yes, well I've learned a few things over the years." She said. "But let's not tell your husband or anyone. I don't want them to think I'm the crazy lesbian lady next door."

"Are you?" I asked, "lesbian I mean?"

"Well, let's just say I'm a little fluid, and I've had many experiences over the years -- including knowing how to bring a girl pleasure."

On the way out the door she embraced me with her hand affectionately on my bottom and kissed me softly on the lips, then nibbled one ear and whispered, "If you think that was nice, just wait until you feel a woman's tongue in your pussy."

I felt my heart skip a beat and I flushed deep red with embarrassment and arousal. I turned and almost ran out of the door. I was out of breath and perspiring and felt strangely exhausted when I got back to my house.

"What's up, babe? You look as if you've been running." My husband said.

"Oh nothing." I said, flustered, and I quickly went to the bathroom to try to recover. I pulled my wet panties down and felt how slippery I was. My pussy felt amazingly sensitive and I longed to masturbate but I didn't want to arouse my husband's suspicions. After that day I couldn't think of anything else but how she had made me feel. I wanted a repeat performance.

I took her advice about seducing my husband: my libido was in high gear after my visit with Tracy. She had made me feel desirable and dirty at the same time -- feminine, yes, but so uninhibitedly sexual. I squatted in front of him in the living room with the lights off, my legs wide apart in the most slutty position imaginable and took his cock into my mouth. But even while sucking my husband's nice, big cock, and then straddling him and encouraging him to cum inside me, my mind kept wandering back to the incredible pleasure I had experienced with Tracy's hand between my legs.

So it was only a couple of evenings later that I grabbed a bottle of wine and told my husband I was popping next door for a chat. I rang on Tracy's doorbell, and happily she answered, greeting me with a big smile. I was relieved because clearly our relationship had altered permanently now, and I was nervous that it would be awkward.

I was also apprehensive because I really, really wanted her to make me feel like that again, but I didn't know how to ask for it.

"Come on in!" She said cheerfully, and taking the Chardonnay from me we went into her kitchen. She popped out the cork and poured us two glasses and I followed her into the living room, admiring her slender, curvy figure as she walked ahead of me. She was truly a beautiful woman with a shapely ass that men would die for. Perhaps women too. The thought made my heart skip a beat.

"I know what you want," she said simply, taking the wine from me and setting it aside. She slid her arms around my waist and, to my utter astonishment, she just kissed me fully on the lips. I couldn't believe how bold she was being, without even waiting for me to say anything. She slipped her tongue into my mouth and I knew I was lost. I could never give up this incredibly sexy woman.

Oh my god, I loved kissing her! Lesbian kisses with Tracy were so gentle and feminine and so, utterly, utterly delicious. I parted my lips and accepted her tongue willingly into my mouth. It was a very long, sexy kiss, and it turned my insides to jelly as I started to melt with desire in her arms. She held me tight and I pulled her closer, enjoying the exhilarating sensation of her large, soft breasts against my own as we made out. Then I felt the zipper at the back of my dress going down and I realized with a thrill of uncontrolled excitement she was going to undress me.

And I wanted her to.

She pulled my dress forwards off my shoulders, baring my braless breasts, and it fell in a puddle around my ankles. Then, hardly breaking the kiss, she tugged my panties down and cupped my bare behind in both her warm hands. Like before she moved so confidently and so fast it took my breath away. One minute we were embracing fully clothed, and the next I was wearing nothing but my shoes and jewellery. I stayed completely still, my arms around her neck, partly because my panties were around my ankles and I didn't want to fall, and partly because I was immediately transported back to the Nirvana she had elevated me to the last time we kissed.

Her tongue moved in my mouth and her tingling hands caressed my back, going all the way down over the bare cheeks of my bottom, making me shiver with anticipation. It was incredibly sexy to be nude and so sexually aroused in my neighbor's kitchen -- completely naked in her arms while she was still fully clothed.

She sat down on the chair behind her and pulled my panties from my ankles to throw them aside. Her confidence was so sexy it took my breath away. I kicked my high heels off to stand fully exposed between her parted thighs, enjoying the way her eyes burned with desire as she gazed appreciatively at me, while she sat there still fully dressed. She was wearing stretchy athletic yoga pants and I glanced down her top at the deep cleavage between her beautiful big breasts. She slid her hand around my buttocks and pulled me close enough for her to kiss my belly, then she dipped her head to inhale the scent of my very aroused pussy before planting a series of soft wet kissed on my pubes as she went further on down to mouth my clitoris. It was delicious. Feeling her warm breath on my nude body was so exciting. I dripped for her. I longed for her to do more with her soft, exciting mouth, but instead she spun me around and sat me down with my bare ass in between her parted legs.

"This is what you want -- more of this, isn't it?" She breathed into my ear rather aggressively, holding my arms above my head in such a way that my breasts thrust upwards. I liked the feeling of her being in control of me like this. I didn't have to acknowledge my own lesbian desires, just comply. It was thrilling. So exciting to be her naked plaything. Whatever would my husband think if he knew I was nude in our neighbor's embrace less than five minutes after walking into her house.

Her arms encircled my naked body, one hand travelling down between my legs to caress my already wet pubic hair while her other cupped my bare breasts, going from one to the other, pinching the nipples in a way that made me dizzy with lust. I felt an incredible surge of erotic desire as she boldly explored my dripping pussy, massaging my clit then parting my slippery labia to slip her fingers inside me. God yes, I wanted it. She was so fucking good I was coming almost immediately, trembling and sighing as her probing fingers reduced me to a wet, steaming mess of sexual ecstasy. Having an older woman do this to me felt deliciously dirty. I loved being seduced like this, and it turned me on fiercely to be completely naked for her.

"You like this, don't you?" She whispered as she pleasured my clitoris and pinched my tingling nipples. Then she half turned me, leaned around and bit one nipple hard, making me wince. Fuck it was sexy. I was completely under her control -- nude, dripping with desire and helpless -- and could hardly speak.

"Oh god yes!" I moaned, panting and perspiring in her skillful hands as she brought me rapidly to a shattering climax. She sent waves of delicious sexual ecstasy through my body, fingering me in a way I've never been touched before. I cried out in pleasure and sank back against her -- a trembling, naked, panting mess of sexual arousal. My nipples ached from being so hard and my streaming pussy felt wonderfully warm as she massaged it, gently bringing me down from my orgasm.

I lay back on the sofa, breathing hard as I tried to comprehend what she had done to me, and how quickly. She stood in front of me and, to my utter delight, she undressed for me. I tingled with renewed desire as I watched her wriggle her yoga pants down to reveal the sexy bush between her legs, then she pulled her top over her head, allowing her generous breasts to fall free. She had no bra or panties on.

I'd never been attracted to a woman in a sexual way, but my god what a gorgeous body she had.

She stood naked for a minute, allowing me to admire her.

Her curvy hips, beautiful ass and big, sexy boobs were a man's wet dream. She was gorgeous. I allowed myself the luxury of thinking of her in a sexual way. Of looking at her like a man would -- desiring her, imagining her nipples in my mouth. The thought made me blush. If I was going to have a lesbian affair she would be perfect, I thought. So beautiful, so curvy and so sexy.

She straddled me on the sofa, pressing the heat of her pussy against my lower belly, and kissed me hard on the mouth. She was demanding and aggressive. I could smell the aroma of sex -- of her pussy and mine -- filling the room. She pressed the softness of her large, bare boobs against my smaller ones. It felt warm and lovely. I felt as if I was home.

The thought of what we looked like, kissing in the nude, and the smell of female sexual arousal, was exciting me, and I closed my eyes to let her slide her tongue deep into my mouth again. Oh god she was good at this. She was awakening a deep need in me that I didn't know existed. I loved the deep, sexual kiss she gave me. But at the same time I was conscious that I didn't have long until my baby woke up. I tried to suppress the guilt at what I was doing. I needed to get back home, but how could I stop now?

Still in complete control, she lifted herself up and stood astride my body with her legs apart. I could smell her hot, excited pussy and got a stab of sexual arousal from the strong female scent. It was very close to my face -- glistening wet, with the ruby red folds of her vulva protruding from her untrimmed pubic hair.

She touched herself right in front of me, letting me see and smell her arousal as she manipulated her pussy lips, opening them with one finger that she dipped inside herself, making little wet slushy sounds as she did so. She moaned with need. She was obviously very turned on. The lips of her pussy were glossy with her arousal and I could see her love juices pooling in the crevice of her vagina. She played with her clitoris and slid a finger into her pussy -- masturbating within inches of my face. It was incredibly erotic. My heart was pounding with excitement and my pussy clenched with sexual desire. Watching a woman pleasure herself is intoxicating. Then she took my hands and placed them on the cheeks of her bare ass. She was perspiring. Without a word she just grabbed my head and jammed my face into her bush, forcing my mouth hard up against her steaming wet cunt.

"Suck me," she commanded simply. I had never even seen another woman close up like this, let alone tasted her. "Come on, open your mouth and let me feel your tongue on my pussy," she urged. I was in no position to refuse her, and in fact I felt a sudden, unexpected eagerness to please her, so shyly put my tongue out between my lips to taste the smooth wet heat of her pussy. I'd never even dreamed of licking a woman's pussy before, yet it was incredibly exciting to be doing this to her. Even though she had forced me into it, I wanted to do a good job, so I tried to suck on her clit, the way she had done to me, then I mashed my mouth deeply up into her pussy, kissing her hot, dripping cunt and driving my tongue into her as if I was kissing her mouth. My face was soon wet with her slippery, fragrant love juices.