What Turned Me On

What turned me on part 18

Jane... what can I say about Jane, that I haven't already said. She was what led me to my lesbian experiences. She is who I fantasized about, leading me to more discoveries than I could have imagined. It was her looks, her sexy body, her strong-willed, "hear me roar" femineity that made me want her. And in the end, I put on my big girl panties, mustered up some courage, and I managed to seduce her. Call it fate, or the universe intervening that we ran into each other at the bar that night. We had that first kiss shortly after--that first make-out session. But somehow, in some way, by some outside influence, some stroke of luck, or some bold moves, we connected.

I ate her pussy, just as I had fantasized about. Maybe not in the context I envisioned it, but I had done it. I got her clothes off, I had her naked on my couch. I had my mouth all over her body. It was my mouth, my tongue, and my fingers in and around her pussy, that made her cum. I did that! I got her off! I felt the passion in her kiss. I felt her fingers inside of me. I masturbated while eating her pussy and I liked it. I hoped she did. Maybe as uncomfortable, or unusual as it was for her the first time, I believe she had.

When she slid her hand down in between my legs after we had sex, cupping her hand over my pussy, as we cuddled naked, I knew she was more curious. That maybe she wanted more. I believed it in my mind. Maybe she couldn't have accepted it at that moment, but I knew she did. I hoped that her wants would now lead to more. And they did. Let me tell you how.

Surprisingly, Jane invited me to a party she was having at her place a few Saturdays after we had sex. I was rather shocked she had asked me to come. She, in short, said a few co-workers, some friends, and acquaintances were going to be there. The was nothing special regarding the party, no birthdays, or special events, she just wanted to have a gathering and wanted me to come. I was taken aback that she invited me, but jumped at the chance to go hang with her and her friends.

I bought a new dress, dressed up as best as I could, based on my budget, and arrived at 7:00 P.M. sharp to join in the festivities. As the night went on, I got to meet some of the other lawyers from her work, and some of her friends and mingled with people, whom I felt were way out of my social league. As the night started to wind down, I started helping Jane with cleaning up, while a few more of her friends slowly exited her place. At about 11:00 P.M., it was just her, me, and her co-worker Ron left at her place. All of the other guests had left and I was tending to some of the drink glasses at her sink, when I heard Jane tell Ron, "We got the last of this Ron, you can go."

I don't know if Ron was sticking around thinking he was going to engage in some form of after-work sexual promiscuity with Jane or if he was just someone who lingered way too long after the party was over. Either way, I heard the door close and Jane took a deep long breath, exhaling, "Whew," as she leaned up against the door frame in a final release that everyone was gone.

"Wow!" She spoke out. "I'm surprised people stayed as long as they did."

"I thought it was a great party," I spoke to her, as I was rinsing out the last wine glass and wiping my hands on her dish towel.

"It was? Wasn't it?" She asked rhetorically, as she walked over to me.

Jane and I cleaned up the rest of the food and snacks she had out and just as we finished putting everything away, I said to her. "Well, I better get going myself. I am sure you are exhausted and I need to get home."

"Jill, I can't thank you enough for everything you did tonight. She spoke. "You were so kind in helping out and cleaning up. I hope you had a good time." She furthered.

I smiled at her as I reached for her hands. "Anything for you Jane, but I better get going, I am sure you are tired," I spoke.

Jane pulled me in for a long hug and thanked me again for being there, helping her out, and looking after her guests. Her hands rubbed up and down my back lovingly, but not in a romantic way, just to let me know she appreciated me being there. I didn't suspect anything would happen. I hadn't even gone there believing there would be something physical between us. I just took it as her and I becoming better friends and her inviting me to her party.

When Jane pulled from our hug, she grasped both of my hands and looked me deeply in the eye. We stood silent for a few seconds and I could tell she was just excited that we were alone together.

"Can I tell you something, Jill?" She asked me.

"Of course," I replied.

"I am glad you came." She spoke. "As nervous as I was that you were coming, after what happened a few weeks ago, I am glad you were here."

"Aww." I moaned out as her words were heartwarming and sentimental to me.

"But," She furthered. "There's something I have been wanting to do all night and I didn't want to do it why the guests were here."

"What is that?" I asked.

"Kiss you!" She replied.

"Oh!" Was my shocked answer. "Well, here we are." I furthered as if I was tempting her to do it.

Jane smiled at me seductively and edged forward, placing her lips on mine. At first, the kiss was just a soft, closed-lip kiss as we both breathed in and exhaled face to face. But within seconds her mouth started to part, as did mine and our heads tilted sideways, and our tongues touched and danced around as we dove deeper into that kiss.

As our kiss continued as the passion ignited, my hands let go of her and started wandering all over the back and along the top of her ass. I felt her push in close, pressing her body into mine, as her hands wrapped around my back mimicking my movements. I was truly engulfed by her mystique and her sexual interest and as we stood kissing, I felt a warmth and desire I hadn't since we were alone at my house some weeks ago. I felt the want and need to take her. To feel her warm naked body pressed up against mine. To feel her mouth on my chest, and her hands exploring my naked loins were exuberated by her kiss.

As my hands rubbed up and down her back, I came to the upper part of her dress. I could feel the zipper and clasp just under my palm and I cautiously, but deliberately started fumbling with them. I opened the clasp and started to unzip her dress. The excitement sent Jane to kiss me harder and deeper, pressing herself more into me. I knew she was okay with me moving forward. As the zipper hit the bottom of the seam, Jane slightly pulled from me, as I grasped the sides of her dress, gliding it off of her body, allowing it to fall to the floor. Jane stood pressed against me in just her bra and panties, and I felt her hand start trying to figure out if my dress had a zipper or if it was a pullover.

I moaned through our kiss, "There's no zipper, you just have to lift it off."

Jane clinched a handful of material on both sides of my waist and began pulling it upwards to lift it off of me. I pulled from our kiss because the dress was so layered and tight, that it would have taken more than her to lift it off without ripping the material. When I finally felt it come over my head, I had to adjust my hair and my necklace, which had gotten caught up in removing it, and adjust myself as Jane threw my dress on top of her kitchen center island and pressed herself against my body again.

We dove back into our kiss wrapping our arms around one another, as we stood, half naked in bras and panties. I kicked my heels off, sinking two inches, and was just absolutely enjoying this moment with her. Amid our kiss, I started to think to myself, I would have never imagined being with a woman before her. Never would have thought that I would be standing here almost naked, with another almost naked woman, feeling our tits pressing up against each other. Never would have envisioned that I would be so interested in eating pussy. Envisioning in those moments with a woman, that whatever happened from that moment on wouldn't involve a dick. That I would enjoy being eaten out by a woman and love feeling my tongue swirling around a wet pussy, just as much as I liked sucking a long hard dick.

Jane broke my train of thought moaning through our kiss, "Bedroom." As her body was pressed up against me.

Jane pulled from our kiss, looked me deeply into my eyes, grabbed me by my left hand, and started guiding me to her room. As we walked, she would stop and shut off lights throughout her condo, until we entered into the hallway. The walk took only seconds but felt like an eternity getting to her room. Jane flipped on the light, but lowered its intensity with the light switch, looked back at me, and led me towards her bed.

Jane lay on her back as she centered herself on her mattress, pulling me down on top of her. Our kiss developed even more. As nervous as I was, I was enlightened that she had taken the chance to make the first move and kiss me. I was even more aroused by the fact that this beautiful woman, had led me down the hallway to her bedroom, as both of us just had on our undergarments and that now in the ambient lit room, we were pressed up against one another about to make love. There was no mistake, no question as to where this was going, we were about to have lesbian sex and I was going to get the chance to eat her pussy again.

Jane unclasped my bra, and I lifted my body enough to slide it through my arms and off to the side. Her hands slowly glided onto my tits, as she lay under the weight of my body. I was aroused and getting wet, as her fingers and palms caressed my nipples, making me want her more.

I rolled off of her and brought Jane on top of me. I reached behind her and unclasped her bra. As it came loose, Jane slid her arms through the loopholes and tossed it off to the side I guided her body up and pulled her chest to my face. Slowly, gently, and seductively, I kissed, sucked, and caressed her nipples. Her body weight lying across my chest, and I felt her body react to my touch. When she came back down face to face with me, I could feel her tits pressing up against mine. Her body wedged in between my legs, as the warmth of her skin, enhanced the warmth of mine.

I slid my hand between our bodies and started rubbing up and down over her panties, just letting her know I was more than willing to be with her and wanted her to be with me. The more I rubbed and the more I slid my hand over the material of her panties, the more her body quivered. She would lightly moan out as my hand would reach deep, cupping her pussy, only for it to slide back upwards towards her stomach. I was dripping wet. I wanted her more than ever and now on our second night alone engaged in lengthy foreplay, I felt as if I needed to be licking and sucking her sexy pussy until she came all over my face.

I rolled Jane back over onto her back and started kissing my way down her neck, past her tits, and along the side of her right rib cage until I was kneeling before her. I knelt in amazement just looking down at her, seeing her tits resting on her chest, her pretty dark purple panties covering her womanhood and her light sexy legs made me realize just how much I wanted to be dating her. To in essence become a lesbian, to only be with women, no matter the consequences. As much as I missed getting dick, at that moment all I wanted was her. All I wanted was to be listening to her scream as my mouth brought her to orgasm.

I reached for the sides of Jane's panties and started to pull them down. She lifted her hips, helping me slide them off. She still clamped her legs shut once I had them completely off, probably in embarrassment that she was completely naked, but still knowing it was me who was going to be pleasing her.

I spread her legs apart, gently guiding them open, as I bent at the waistline, I slowly lowered my hips, letting my legs slide out from under me, as my body lowered. My face came to rest in between her thighs. I kissed my way up her inner thighs, looking past her pussy, just watching her reaction as I teased her a bit before diving into her. Jane's eyes were affixed to me as if she was also waiting for this moment in time to have another woman, eat her pussy, and bring her to orgasm.

When my mouth hit her clit, Jane chirped. I softly, slowly, and deliberately circled my tongue around it. Just feeling her soft, wet skin under my tongue. I licked her from top to bottom, tasting her pussy, feeling the wetness that had secreted, and knowing her wide open lips wee because of me. I took my time but started engaging harder, longer, and more feverishly in eating her out. The harder and deeper I went, the more pressure I put on her lips and the more I slid my tongue in and around her opening, the more Jane moaned out in pleasure.

When I slid my finger inside of her, her back arched. I pumped my hand in and out, while my mouth covered her clit. Her whimpers and whines became increasingly closer and deeper, as I brought her closer and closer. Before long, Jane was whimpering out my name, as I worked to make her cum. "Don't stop. Don't stop." She cried out, as I continued ramming my fingers in and out of her.

Jane's back arched again and her breath almost locked as she drew a deep breath in. I felt her leg muscles lock and before I could even thrust my fingers in again, she bellowed out a loud deep grinding groan as I felt her body trembling. Her first orgasm was combined with a brash scream, as her hands came down on the top of my head.

"Don't stop Jill." She moaned out as her body shook.

I followed her instructions, continuing to lick, suck and finger her soaking wet pussy, slurping down her juices, while making giant slurpy sucking sounds as she twisted and shifted back and forth as she was building up for number two.

As number two exploded, she cried out, "FUCK!" as her body and ass lifted off of the mattress. FUCK! She cried again.

I continued fingering her, as she was twisting on the mattress, letting every ounce of energy release. Jane's hands came off my head, and her right hand landed on top of mine, stopping my momentum, and indicating to me, that I needed to stop. I edge upwards, keeping my fingers deep inside of her, as she started calming down. I felt the inside of her pussy tremble and her muscles tighten as she was catching her breath. There was no doubt, that orgasm number two was so more intense than number one.

Jane lifted her hand from on top of mine and pulled at my hand, sliding my fingers out from inside of her. I looked up at her as she was reaching to pull me up to her face, to kiss me and hold me after such a deep, hard release.

As I slid upwards coming face to face with her, pressing my hips on top of hers, my tits to hers, she kissed me deeply. I knew she would taste her pussy on my lips and I knew hoped we weren't done. As we broke from the kiss Jane looked at me and spoke, I wanna try."

I pulled back slightly and looked at her as if there was more to that sentence. Like, I wanna try three fingers. Or I wanna try a toy, or I wanna try a different position. But nothing was coming out of her mouth.

I'm sure I looked confused because I was still unsure what, "I wanna try," meant.

As I looked at her, she spoke again. "I wanna try. You know." As she rocked her head to the side, her eyebrows raised and her eyes looked down my body. "Down there" She emphasized. "I wanna try."

"Oh", I softly spoke out.

I now understood what she meant. She wanted to return the favor, to eat me out. To have her first taste of another woman.

"Okay," I replied, gently climbing off her, and sitting on the mattress beside her.

As Jane sat up, I nestled down on my left hip, my legs tangled underneath me. She stopped face-to-face with me and pressed her lips to mine. As we both changed our positions, I grabbed two of her pillows and propped them up against her headboard. I twisted around edging, myself onto them, lifting my knees slightly, and opening my legs.

Jane settled between my legs in the middle of the bed, looking over my body. She leaned down and kissed the top of both of my knees as her hands slid along the outsides of my thighs until her hands were at my waistline. Jane took a grasp of some of my panty material and started to pull them down, as I lifted my ass off the mattress to help her. When she slid my panties off my feet, I rested my legs back in the same position and spread them just further than they were before. Her eyes affixed to my pussy and she licked her lips in anticipation.

I could see her heart beating in her chest, her lungs filling and deflating with air, deeply and consistently, as she started to bend at the waist, making her way between my legs. Jane slid her body down level to the mattress as she came upon my pussy. She lightly rubbed her index finger over me and looked amazed, yet curious as she stared at my womanhood.

Jane leaned her head in a bit deeper and kissed the top of my pussy, just above my clit. I could tell she was uneasy and unsure, but I let her take her time and develop the next step. Jane stuck her tongue out and licked my pussy from the bottom of my lips to the top of them, passing my clit, as I moaned out softly. Jane repeated this action several times just getting her tongue used to the taste and texture of my skin. Jane's tongue swirled around my clit as she pulled her body and face in closer to my loins.

Jane began licking, sucking, and twirling her tongue and lips around my pussy. Even though she wasn't very good at it, I felt the necessity within her to try. I tried softly whispering out to her now and then to provide her guidance and she followed every one of my suggestions, making her first experience to me more pleasurable.

It was amazing seeing her face between my legs. Feeling her tongue on me. Her hands rubbing my legs, my thighs, my pussy, and her beautiful hair lying across all parts of my skin. Something I had fantasized about; some many years back was now happening. To know she was having her first lesbian experience with me. This bold powerful woman was eating my pussy, just as I had eaten hers.

Through it all, and as time went on for her and me in bed, Jane did stick her tongue deep inside my wide-open lips. She fingered me and consistently had her mouth over my clit to bring me to orgasm. I could tell she was nervous and wasn't having the best of "new experiences", but she never pulled away and never gave up her effort. I finally did cum, directing her on what to do and when to do it, as I got closer. When I was cumming, she was fingering me with two of her long, skinny fingers, as her eyes stared into mine. It was almost perfect.

After I came, I didn't push for more. She had pulled her hand and body away from me rather quickly and I felt she wasn't having a great time with this. I truly remembered how awkward and unsettling it was to eat pussy for the first time. I pulled Jane up to me and kissed her deeply, holding her warm body on top of mine. It was a moment I will never forget.

As we lay there naked, she asked me if I enjoyed it. I said yes, and I did enjoy it. But it wasn't as deep, sexy, or fulfilling as some of the sex I had with Mary. I know experience plays an awful lot in situations like this, and sadly she wasn't as experienced as I was, or even as experienced as Mary had become.

There was no doubt that Jane wasn't into it, as much as I was. And I was okay with that. Like my first experiences, I was confused, very unsure, and surely unnerved eating Mary out.

I didn't stay long after she got me off. I didn't want to seem like I was making this a - hit and run - situation, but it was late, she was tired and I still had to drive home. Jane threw on a robe and walked me to her door. We kissed ever so lightly on the lips before I exited her unit and made my way home.