When an Old Flame Comes Bac to Me

This is the continuation of my story after my sexual reawakening to lesbianism at the GCL Club. So I should remind you that I am Alison Moxhay and that I have been contemplating resuming a relationship with my former lover, Madeline.

The early morning sun woke me on that lovely April day, streaming in through my bedroom windows and forcing me to open my eyes and to think about what I should do in the hours ahead. I remembered so well the events of the previous evening when I had indulged in a wonderful session of woman to woman sex in the GCL Club. I had stripped naked in front of so many other women who were all there to explore or confirm their desire for same sex pleasure. My hands went down to my cunt and I joyfully played with myself revelling in memories of what had happened. I knew, however, that solo masturbation was not going to be sufficient to satisfy me. I had to contact Madeline and arrange a meeting, and, hopefully, a sex session.

My mobile was by the side of my bed. I picked it up and dialled Madeline`s number. After a number of rings she responded and in a somewhat sleepy drawl said, "Hello, Sweetie, you naughty girl, you have just interrupted my first wank of the day. Guess who featured in my fantasy?"

I chuckled at that bit of naughtiness and said, "Madeline, do you have anything on today?"

She chuckled back, "Sweetie, I`m stark naked at the moment, but I assume you mean do I have commitments? Well I could go into the Foundation to work on a report this weekend, but that can get stuffed if there is something more exciting possible."

Summoning up my courage, because I knew that what might happen this coming day could change both our lives forever, I asked, "Madeline can we meet for brunch in about an hour and a quarter`s time at the Broad Walk Bistro in Regents Park? There is something I must tell you."

"You are most certainly on for that, Sweetie," she replied, "I am both hungry and curious, though there are certain calls of nature, not to put too fine a point on it, which I must attend to first. See you shortly."

What to wear for our meeting? I decided on tan coloured sandals without tights, and a light weight summer dress in a white and blue striped fabric, but what to wear underneath that, should I wear virginal white knickers and bra? Yes, that is what I should wear, I concluded. The incongruity of the colour of innocence with the lascivious thoughts in my mind pleased me greatly.

I almost danced over Primrose Hill as I made my way to the Park and then entered past the entrance to the Zoo, thinking all the time of what I was going to say to Madeline and how I should phrase it. I reached the bistro and checked my watch anxiously looking out for the woman I hoped would soon once again be my lover. I knew she would have to cut across the Park as she lived on its western side. At last I saw her coming towards me. She was dressed in a floral blouse over expensive designer jeans and she had a tote bag over her shoulder.

My heart was in my mouth. Should I rush up to her, fling my arms around her and kiss her over and over again? I decided that restraint would be more in order at first. So our initial greeting was very conventional. I said what lovely day it was and she agreed and suggested we should order our brunch and find an outside table to enjoy it.

I realised that the atmosphere as we ate was artificial. Neither of us wanted to broach the issue which we both knew was on our minds. So our conversation was rather stilted. We finished our meal and our coffees and then Madeline broke the ice.

"Now, Sweetie, you have not invited me here just to have brunch and a walk in the park. Come on, what gives?"

I took a deep breath and replied, "Madeline, I went somewhere last night--you can guess where-- and did things which have made me sure of my sexuality and --Oh Hell, how do I say this? I am ready--ready, do you understand?"

Madeline reached across the table and took my hand. "Darling Sweetie, Oh yes, I do understand, and I want you to know how much I love and want you. I cannot say your place or mine as what I am renting until my divorce is settled is no more than a glorified studio flat, while the tittle tattle at the Foundation is that you have a rather special pad. Please can you take me there and we can fuck the weekend away?"

We made our way back to my place hand in hand, not caring what people might think. Along the way we each whispered little obscenities to each other. That served to heighten the sexual tension we both displayed in our facial expressions, and rather heavy breathing. It was was certainly dampening the crotch of my knickers. We reached my flat, entered and climbed the stairs to my bedroom which was at the rear of the property. I went over to the bed.

Madeline halted me with a single word, "Strip!" I must have looked dumbfounded.

"You heard me, Alison, I want you to strip before me. I can guess from what you said in the Park that you went to the GCL Club last night and I want to see you as the women there did, naked and glorying in your sexuality. Go on, get your kit off I want you to be bare, unashamed and nude so I can lasciviously run my eyes over you."

It took but a very short while for me to comply. I saw Madeline looking me over with a mixture of adoration and lust in her eyes. She then asked me to undress her and we stood for a while naked without making a move until Madeline took my face in her hands and kissed me, gently at first but with increasing intensity. That served to unleash the desire we both felt.

"Get on that bed, you randy bitch," Madeline rasped. "We are going to fuck, and then fuck some more. God, how I want your tits and cunt! Now lie down, support your head on a pillow, slightly raise your knees and open your legs so I can get between them. We are going to rub our cunts together until we both cum. We shall be able to look at one another face to face, kiss, feel, stroke, fondle and utter any obscenities that come into our heads."

With that Madeline climbed on top of me and brought her cunt lips into contact with mine. We were both really wet with anticipation so the sliding stimulation could get under way. Slowly at first she rubbed herself against me, every now and then kissing me on my mouth, my neck and my tits, She asked if I liked what was happening and whether it made me feel sexy and raunchy. I replied that I was horny as hell and that I loved the feel of our twats rubbing together. She then started to speed up and I was really feeling randy as pre orgasmic tension built up. I was touching and stroking her and we were both moaning extatically. Our clits found one another and I saw Madeline grimace with lust as pleasure took over her body.

I shouted, "Oh, shit, fuck, I`m coming, I`m coming."

Madeline shouted back, "Just a few more strokes, fuck bunny, and I will be there too."

So we experienced an almost simultaneous orgasm taking us on a voyage of sexual delight which continued with lovely after shocks after the initial wave as we clung together.

"You liked that, you really liked that, you sex mad little whore," Madeline giggled.

"I liked it, shit, no, I loved it," I replied. "It was a new sexual experience for me. We did not do that when we were first lovers. I have seen it in sex videos but I did not know it could be so pleasurable to rub my cunt, my twat, my quim or whatever else it can be called against another one. It felt so naughty, so wet and slimy. It`s called tribbing I think?"

"That`s right, Sweetie, and it`s just one of the things I want us to explore together." Madeline cooed in my ear. "But now I want you to tell me a little more about what you got up to last night at the club."

"OK, I will, but first, Madeline, you must explain the meaning of its name. Why is it the GCL Club?"

Madeline laughed, "Well, Sweetie, it refers to a street name in medieval London where prostitutes plied their trade. It was known as Grope Cunt Lane. They were not so mealy mouthed in those days as we now are. That old name seemed apt for the club when it was set up as women go there to have their cunts groped and to grope back in return."

I recounted then something of my night at the club. As I did Madeline masturbated herself, gently cooing with delight as I said how I had enjoyed the erotic dancers, and the increasing exposure of the hostesses, which had persuaded me to be the first guest to get totally naked and display myself to all. She speeded up her fingering as I told her about the sexual encounter I had enjoyed and brought herself to a climax.

"Thanks for that, Sweetie," she gasped. "It`s really a turn on for me to think of you standing there nude and being ogled by all those women. My little fuck bunny as the centre of attention, and I know you loved every minute of it, you randy exhibitionist."

I suggested we both needed to take a little rest at that point and asked whether Madeline would like to see the rest of my flat. She replied that she would. I pointed out that there were two large bedrooms on this floor, both en-suite, and with dressing rooms. We then went down to the entrance floor to inspect the reception rooms, and the large Kitchen Diner space which had been created when the house was converted. Madeline spotted that this space had a balcony with bi-fold doors. I explained that the basement flat had an even larger kitchen dining and living space and that my balcony was built over part of that. I saw a naughty look come into her eyes.

"Sweetie, its a lovely warm day. Please can we get some cushions and make a comfortable area on the balcony because I want to fuck you in the open air. I hope we cannot be overlooked, but I want to do it even if we could be seen."

" It`s OK, Madeline, the back of this house is sheltered by trees and the only people who could see us would be those leaning right out of the windows of the top flat and putting their lives in danger by doing so. In any case there is no-one there at the moment as my parents let it out to companies and organisations who wish to put employees up for a period in London. There is no current let. The basement flat is also vacant at the moment so it`s just us two and the birds!"

We gathered cushions and rugs from the reception rooms and laid them out to form a platform on which to lie. We both stood for a while glorying in our open air nudity stroking each others tits and arses. Then Madeline motioned me to lie down, open my legs wide and raise my knees as she inserted a cushion beneath my arse cheeks.

"That will help me to zone in on my target," Madeline said lecherously. "I am going to be a devotee at the shrines of blessed cunt, blessed clit and blessed bum hole."

With that she positioned herself between my legs and began to stimulate my pubic area with her hands, gently tapping, almost as if typing something, and alternating that with stroking and rubbing. From time to time she left my vulva and circled and fingered around my bum hole which made me giggle as it felt deliciously ticklish. It also added to the build up of pleasure I was feeling.

When she could see from the way I was breathing and flexing my body that I was ready for oral activity she opened my outer cunt lips and then began to lick me, up and down, side to side, round and round. Then she concentrated on my clit and gave that really serious attention. I did not care if the whole of London could have seen us at that moment I was so crazed with lustful delight. A stream of obscenities poured out of my mouth as I orgasmed and twisted and turned on the cushions.

"Bloody fucking hell, Madeline, that was so damn good. I thought that it could not get better than us rubbing our cunts together, but that was super orgasmic, and I loved it when you played around my bum hole," I gasped.

"Anal stimulation is pleasurable, Alison," Madeline chuckled. "I quite like to finger fuck my arse when I have a wank. Perhaps you might like to try that?"

"I `ll think about that," I responded. "I am learning so much today, it`s all a bit too much to take in, but I know I am loving every fucking minute!"

We lay for a while on the balcony, but the spring sunshine was fickle and we both soon rather felt the cold. We brought all the cushions back into the kitchen and piled them up both hoping for another outdoor fuck the next day if the weather permitted.

"Let`s go back to bed," I suggested.

Madeline added with a laugh, "If you have access to a lap top we could watch some lesbian porn and pick up a few tips, while we enjoy solo and mutual masturbation."

"I can do better than that." I sniggered. "You were so keen to get me naked you probably did not take in the furnishings of my bedroom. At the foot of the bed is one of those flat screen TVs which can be made to rise up. I can connect that to my lap top with some gizmo I have. It`s quite simple. So we can enjoy large screen lezzy porn."

And that is what we did for the next couple of hours. We switched between all types of lesbian porn: stepmother seducing stepdaughter; a friend discovering another friend masturbating and then joining in for sex; group activity, and many more. We played with ourselves and with one another sometimes giggling at the on screen antics. We commented on the physical attributes of the players, often in rather coarse masculine tones, such as: "look at her tits;" or "superb cunt;" or lovely arse;" or "come on girls, get your knickers off, we want to see you naked," and "love to be between her legs."

After a series of lovely solo or mutually induced climaxes coming on top of the preceding sessions of sex we were both a bit sweaty.

"What does a girl have to do to get a shower round here?" Madeline asked.

"She has to share it with the householder, as if you could not guess," I replied.

So that was our next fun activity when we soaped and washed each other in the shower adjoining the bedroom. We both took the opportunity to stroke and fondle each other`s tits and nipples and, of course, hands felt their way between legs. Madeline did a cheeky little move in running her fingers round my bum hole which had me giggling with naughty thoughts of possible pleasure.

We towelled our bodies and dried our hair. Then we looked at the clock which showed that the time was 7-00pm. We had spent the best part of seven to eight hours in having sex.

"Don`t know about you, Sweetie, but this girl is now feeling peckish to say the least," Madeline said. "Can you rustle up some food?"

I replied that I could order a take away delivery and we settled on Chinese as the best option. I placed the order via my `phone and then suggested we go down to the kitchen diner to have a drink while we waited.

"Great idea, Sweetie, but don`t you think you should have at least some clothes on when the food arrives or you will give the deliverer quite an eyeful," Madeline chortled.

So that is why she sat drinking her G and T in the nude while I wore a silken dressing gown which was still quite revealing and, yes, I did give the deliverer a flash of leg and cleavage as I received the meal!

We ate our meal and drank a bottle of wine gazing with a mixture of love and lust at each other, not saying much but simply being happy and joyful to be together.

Until Madeline spoke in a sultry voice. "I take it you don`t expect me to go home tonight, Sweetie. That would rather spoil things wouldn`t it?"

"You are only going to one place," I replied, "and that is to my bed. Let`s pop all the dishes and glasses in the Dishwasher and get upstairs. We never spent a night together before so this will be a new experience for both of us. We will find out whether either of us is a duvet hogger or someone who snores!"

At that point we both burst out laughing. We cleared the kitchen and made our way to bed. Madeline told me to go up the stairs before her as she wanted to watch my arse wiggle its way before her and I was happy to oblige. When we reached the bedroom she asked me whether I wanted another sex session and I could tell by the drowsy way she spoke that it was sleep rather than sex that she wanted.

"No, darling Madeline, I just want you to cuddle me as we both drift off into sleep. I will just smooth the bed linen, and you may want to clean your teeth. I have a spare tooth brush available."

"I brought my own, Sweetie, in the hope of being asked to stay. It`s in my tote bag along with a few other items for tomorrow, but you must wait to find out what they are. Thinking about that may give you some erotic dreams tonight!"

So we both made ourselves ready for sleep and Madeline did cuddle me whispering sweet erotic nothings in a sort of baby talk. "Nightie, nightie, lovely little fuck bunny, love your titties and your bum-bum and your cunny. Sleepy tighty."

As before with the previous morning it was the light of dawn which roused me from slumber, but I could also feel a movement in the bed and the sound of sighs and gentle moans. I guessed that Madeline was masturbating but I decided to keep my eyes shut and to simply enjoy the sound as she pleasured herself.

When she reached her climax I allowed her a while to calm down. I drew myself over to her and said, "I know what you`ve been doing, you naughty girl. You have been playing with yourself again."

At that Madeline turned over and lay on top of me and said, " Wank early and wank often, that`s my motto! I am now feeling as randy as hell now, and I have got to have you. Come on let`s trib, and this time I am going to kneel and wrap your legs around me as our cunts collide"

Madeline pulled me into the position she wanted with my left leg flat on the bed next to her right knee and my right leg was supported by her raised left leg. She placed her hands so she could fondle my tits and then drew forward so our cunt lips could encounter one another. I reached round with my hands to clasp her arse cheeks and pull her closer to me.

So we began our lovely early Sunday morning fuck taking it quite gently at first to prolong the pleasure before both of us speeded up as our clits demanded their release and we had to reach our climax, which we did with a stream of moans, groans and obscenities.

After a while we both got our breath back and then kissed passionately.

Madeline said, "Sweetie, I need to attend to what the call of nature, so can I use your loo?"

I replied that was fine and that she would find there was a bidet in there in case she needed that. I would use the en-suite attached to the other bedroom. I added that I would then see her downstairs for breakfast and then we could plan our day.

"Don`t plan on anything but sex, Sweetie," Madeline chortled, but I could see from the look on her face that there were other matters to discuss.

We enjoyed a leisurely naked breakfast. Over coffee Madeline looked at me with concern written on her face. Then she opened up to me.

"Sweetie this has been a lovely time, and maybe a unique one. We may never have quite so much time together again. and there are issues we need to think about."

"Are you concerned about me having to come out to my parents? " I asked. "Please don`t worry about that, Madeline. They have known for a long time that there is no man in my life and they have told me that they only want me to be happy. I am sure they will accept our relationship. Or maybe it` s because we work for the same organisation that is giving you cause to worry?"

"No it`s not that either, Alison. The Foundation is concerned with women`s issues and most of the staff are female. There are a number of same sex relationships at work, including your Section Leader who has been in a very discreet relationship with a female Member of Parliament for years. No, the issue is me.

You must know that I love you dearly. and I am absolutely convinced that I can and will be emotionally monogamous. But I have enjoyed so much recreational lesbian sex over the years that I do not know whether I can be physically monogamous. I am a huntress, Alison. I love sex, I love it a lot and I want a lot of it. I am frightened I might cheat on you, especially as I know this weekend has changed both our lives and I don`t want to ruin what we have got."