Date: Tue, 5 Dec 2006 13:48:27 +1100 (EST)
From: erica milligan <erica_muggs@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: florence bares her breasts

This is a story of lesbian sex. The participants are both
mature women so there's no danger of illegality there.

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course, about the story.

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          Erica_muggs@yahoo.com.au
The name of the story is "FLORENCE BARES HER BREASTS"

Things have been progressing very nicely with Florence
and I. You'll recall it had started originally when
Madeline had apparently "dumped" me when we'd gone to the
"gay" concert at the Lez Bian caf‚. At that time I'd
understood that Madeline and I were a couple so it came
as a surprise when she'd asked me to get an extra ticket
for Victoria. The purpose of the extra ticket became
apparent when I caught them kissing as Florence and I had
returned to the booth we were sitting in.

Florence had seen the hurt on my face and had stepped in
to make herself sort of responsible for me. It had led to
her taking me to bed with her when we'd returned to her
place. Whilst the love making had been really very nice I
wasn't surprised that I could hear Madeline talking to
Victoria in the next room. My mind was in a whirl
thinking that it should have been me in there making the
kinds of sounds that Victoria was making as Madeline
ravaged me. But it hadn't been me, Florence had taken my
mind off it for a while but I'd lain awake for a long
time wondering if it was possible for Florence and I to
be a couple.

Since then Florence and I have been seeing each other on
a fairly regular basis either at my place or hers. Yes,
we'd made love or rather Florence had made love to me,
she's only let me make love to her on one occasion and
whilst I think we both enjoyed it I have no reason to
deny that I prefer that she makes love to me. I just love
being the centre of her attention, other women's
manipulative skills seem so much better than mine.

We've decided, perhaps that should be she'd decided, that
we'll take the kids to the beach at the weekend, can't
imagine why, we've got a perfectly good pool at the
bottom of the garden with all the facilities needed for a
fun day. Florence asked the kids whether they'd prefer
the beach to the pool and they, at least the four we
intended taking, had all given the noisy approval for the
beach. Florence had stayed over on the Saturday night and
spent all the early part of the evening entertaining the
kids with monopoly, frankly a game that I can't stand.

Eventually we'd got the little monsters to bed and after
they gone down Florence took me through to the apartment
and started to undress. Honestly, I hadn't seen her look
so sensuous before, her breasts looked just perfect as
she removed her blouse and bra. Her nipples looked
swollen and her breasts were standing a little prouder
than I'd seen them before, I was hoping that I'd get to
hold them for her. I was assuming that there would be no
sex tonight because usually she undressed me if she
wanted me and if I wanted her, which was just about
always, she knew from the look on my face. By the time
I'd finished wondering she'd walked across the room to me
and pushed me into the chair and completed what she'd
been doing before, which was taking the last remaining
vestiges of her clothing off.  Whether it had been
playing with the kids or what I have no idea but she was
in a very playful mood, now sitting in my lap and kissing
me.

I imagined this is how it would feel for a man when a
stripper does a "lap dance" for him. She was grinding her
bottom into my lap making me feel extraordinarily sexy
and giving me a sense of being in control. How I could
feel that way was something that confused me as it was
the movements of her bottom against my crotch that was
causing the feelings I had. As you may have imagined I
was at the stage of nearly complete arousal and it would
not have taken much more of this to make me ravage her.
Apparently this was what she wanted because her kisses
became more demanding, her bottom wiggle against me was
even more pronounced and my free hand was clasped to her
breast, could this be the night I got to fuck her?

God you're slow, she said as she went to kiss me again,
can't you see I'm so damned horny for you? I'm not very
good at taking a hint so she must have decided to hurry
me along so she stood up, walked across to the bed and
threw herself down with her legs spread wide open, so I
could see her pussy. Now, I've got the picture, move it
Erica or she'll close her legs and you'll never get
inside there again. I didn't bother to undress but just
knelt before her like a supplicant at the altar, moved
closer, leant forward and kissed her pussy. I didn't need
to find my way inside her vagina, she opened her pussy
lips for me so I could see the moisture there. She took
my head between her hands and guided my lips inside her.
I could taste the juices and as I pulled back and opened
her even further I had a lovely view of the inside of her
pussy, it looked so pretty that I just had to return
there immediately.

I'm always nervous making love to another woman, I have
my doubts about how good I am at it, but being my darling
I had to try my damnedest and besides if she wanted me so
much perhaps my lack of skill could be overlooked. Whilst
I was running my tongue along her lips she told me she
really enjoyed it when I made love to her but I said I
think you've only let me do it once before. Don't worry
Erica, I'll guide you, why don't you put your fingers in
me and just tease me with them? Because she knows herself
better than I do I followed her instructions and started
to move my fingers in and out of her, each time I seemed
to collect more of her fluids on my fingers than the time
before so that eventually rather than let them drip on
her or on the bed I took them in my mouth and sucked them
as clean as possible. I hadn't removed the dampness of
course, just the excess fluids, so when I returned them
to her pussy they were still moist enough not to cause
her painful friction.

Apparently I was pleasing her because she was murmuring
something about "better than a cock", I took that to mean
that my folded tongue "whilst perhaps not as stiff as an
erect cock" was giving her exactly the same sensation as
a stiff cock. Very pleasing news for me so I continued to
fuck her with my stiffened tongue whilst my little
fingers were playing with her clitoris, successfully I
may claim because it was becoming larger and harder.
Unfortunately, one can't keep on fucking with a stiff
tongue, after a while my neck started to ache with the
"bobbing" movement of my head moving backwards and
forwards and so, I had to try an alternative such as
finger fucking. Now, I can take a hand inside me but it's
not the most comfortable thing to receive, preferably I
like two fingers, just sufficient to touch my pussy walls
if used judiciously.

I don't know why but I lifted her off the bed and stood
her in front of the mirrors where I could see her. In
this way I could see her front from where I was kneeling
and I could see her back and her bottom in the mirrors so
to help the two fingers in her pussy I stiffened one
finger on the other hand, wet it in her pussy and then
shoved it unceremoniously in her bottom. Her turn to
utter a swear word. Oh fuck me darling, that was too
hard, so I showed her how sympathetic I was by pushing
another one in as deep as I could. Her stance was now
quite comical in that she was leaning forward from the
waist but her bottom was stuck out quite rudely thus
enabling me to really get my fingers inside her.

The poor girl didn't know which way to move her body, if
she moved her hips forward she got more finger in her
pussy but less in her bottom and if she reversed her
actions she got a different result. However, which ever
it was it didn't stop her from moving backwards and
forwards and gripping my hair pulling my head towards her
buttocks and oh, how I love to kiss her buttocks. I
watched as I "fucked" her in this way as she almost tore
at her breasts and nipples, panting all the time with her
exertions. Both of us were short of breath by this time
and we found our relief when she started to cry out as
she orgasmed. I just had time to move her round so I
could get my mouth over her vagina to collect her `cum".
She stood there for a few minutes shaking and breathing
as deeply as possible and when she looked down at me
still in my kneeling position she laughed to see her
"creamy cum" sat on the tip of my extended tongue almost
as though it was on display for her.

She didn't move for a little while and I was loath to
pull my fingers out of her body, she hadn't asked me to
and I thought she might just be enjoying the feeling of
having them there. Eventually though, she sighed and took
hold of my hand to pull my fingers out of her pussy but
before doing anything else she bent from the waist and
popped them in her mouth and at the same time my fingers
that had been in her bottom escaped of their own accord.

I needed to clean up, I had her `cum" on my fingers and
it had run down my arm and what else had escaped had run
in between her legs all the way to her little anus where
it had smeared my other fingers too.  Florence helped me
to my feet and gave me one of the tenderist kisses I'd
ever had, as she pulled away she'd said something like "I
thought you said you didn't know how to fuck". I wanted
to take her to the shower but she refused saying you've
put all that effort into fucking me so I won't insult you
by washing the result away. Under ordinary circumstances
I would have regarded that as being not nice but tonight
I thought it was one of the most considerate phrases I'd
ever heard, I'd certainly worked very hard to satisfy
her.

She slipped into bed whilst I undressed and when I got in
she pulled me close against her so that we were spooning,
that's me sat in her lap, that way I could feel the
wetness between her legs as she moved herself and spread
it over my bottom. Sleep came easily that night and
neither of us moved until morning.

Oh my gosh I said, it's seven o'clock, the kids will be
up soon and I certainly don't want them coming in here,
it stinks of a woman's "cum", better get showered before
any of them appear here and spray air freshener round the
place. Wake up Florence, time to move but all she wanted
to do was drag me back into the bed, yes, I would have
liked that but not when the kids were expecting an early
start to a day at the beach. As she climbed out of bed I
couldn't resist looking at her naked body and as I did
she said "thank you darling, that was an absolutely
wonderful fuck, best I've ever had".

For a woman like me that doubted her talents in the
bedroom that was a real thrill, I walked off to the
shower as though I was a princess, I'm sure my arse was
waggling like crazy and even if it wasn't, Florence gave
me a little whistle of appreciation.

After we'd showered and dressed in swimwear with a loose
dress over the top I wondered if either of us could
manage a swim today or would we just sit on the beach and
watch the kids. Well, you could be sure of one thing, the
kids wouldn't give us any rest, the only time we had to
sit down was for morning tea and lunch. During one of our
swims with the kids being so boisterous one of Florence's
shoulder straps had been pulled off her shoulder to
expose her breast but she didn't look at all embarrassed,
she'd seen us all looking at her bare breast, me with
lust in my eyes, the kids with curiosity at seeing a
naked breast but she didn't bat an eyelid. If it had been
me I would have covered myself as soon as possible but
all she did was reach around her and untie the cord and
drop her bra on the beach with the rest of our clothes.
The look on her face almost said `so what, you've seen a
bare tit before" but what she actually said was why don't
we all get naked, it's quiet here.

What do you do in these circumstances, the kids were all
for it after a while because I'd let them swim in the
pool at home "in the raw", I was the one that resisted.
It was quite obvious that Florence was testing me, she
walked over, put her hands behind my back, unfastened the
cord on my bra, slipped it off my shoulders and let my
bra fall to the ground. I wasn't sure whether to hold my
breasts out to her or die of shame because the kids could
see me. They, apparently couldn't care less because they
just got on with playing but Florence looked at me with a
smug smile on her face knowing that she'd got me naked,
or at least part naked, in public for the first time. As
she looked at me I blushed blood red but she said, in an
undertone, "I want to fuck you darling", oh my goodness,
I've turned all lady like and said "Florence, the
children might hear you" so she said it again but this
time a little louder "I want to fuck you darling". I had
to promise that she'd be OK, if you know what I mean,
when we got back home, that was the only way I could
think of, off hand, to keep her quiet.

The kids had gone back in the water for the time for a
last little play and whilst I was gathering the picnic
things and putting them in the basket Florence lay with
her back to the water and started to play with her
nipples, I was aghast thinking that if the kids came back
they'd see her but all she did was smile and play with
them some more. It must have been obvious to her that my
nipples were growing in tune with hers, was that the
cause of her smile?

The kids came out of the water at last to be rubbed down
with nice big beach towels and when we'd bundled them in
the car Florence picked up my bra and a towel and started
to wipe me down. She'd concentrated on my breasts and
then gave me a little rub between my legs, smiling all
the time knowing full well from the growth of my nipples
that things were happening both there and down below in
my pussy. I didn't need help with my bra but I got it
nevertheless, she held my cups to my breasts before
turning me round to sit them properly and tying the strap
across my back. I think I'm at an age where I don't
really need any help to get into the car but I got it in
the form of a hand on my bottom and a little brush across
my breasts as she fastened the seat belt for me.

I was pleased that she didn't touch me on the way home,
it would have been a bit unnerving if she had, the
journey of just a few minutes passed without any dramas.
The kids leaped out of the car and headed for the door to
my apartment, Florence told me not to worry, we'd shower
them and then we could have some time to ourselves. When
we went into my bathroom the kids were having a ball, the
shower was going full blast and they'd pointed it at
Florence who was now soaking but it didn't worry her, she
had the self confidence to strip off in front of them
just tying her hair back and leaning over to wash them
free of salt water. Her bare bottom was pointing directly
at me, it took me all my will power to keep my hands off
her, but I could still see her tits swinging from side to
side as she washed them. Occasionally I caught her
looking back at me to see where I was and what I was
doing, without the kids there I would simply have been
masturbating thinking of the vision in front of me.

Eventually, the kids were finished, washed, dried and
dressed so we sent them through to the house. Florence
locked the door, threw the key on the sideboard, walked
across to me and quite clearly said fuck me!!!!!!! I
didn't know whether she was kidding me or not but I think
I looked stunned. Of course I wanted to, I must have gone
into one of my silly woman moods again but she didn't
wait she just took my bra off then my pants and pushed me
in the shower. The only thing she had to take off was the
ribbon in her hair where she'd tied it back whilst she'd
bathed the kids. You are so slow baby, she'd taken my
hand and put it on her breast asking don't you want them?
Of course I wanted them but was this only a ploy to get
me aroused so she could take her revenge for last night
when I'd been the lover in charge.

Yes, I was right, she took me in hand pulling me to her
and kissing me just as I like it but I had to remind her
that after the kids had used so much of the hot water
there wouldn't be an awful lot left so we'd better hurry.
We were quick, much quicker than I would have liked, I
like a woman to wash me, much more sensuous than doing it
yourself. But she didn't neglect me, she took one of the
big towels and wrapped it round me to keep me warm whilst
she dried herself off. Come here, so I sauntered over to
her trying to look sexy swinging my hips but all that got
me was a smack on the backside for my troubles. She
grabbed the end of the towel and snatched it away from me
leaving me naked directly in front of her, her tongue
came out of her mouth and started to lick her lips, I
took that as an indication that she was aroused so I put
out my hands and calmly took her towel from her. "Want me
sweetheart"? I'd asked her before moving close to her
taking her hands and putting them on my breasts. I saw
her purse her lips and breath out blowing the exhaled air
onto my breasts so as to tease them, cheeky little devils
stood to attention immediately.

That was just about enough to make her slip her arms
around me and hug me, the pressure of our breasts against
each other was quite stimulating and our nipples were
becoming erect. Come with me she said and held out her
hand to lead me to the bed asking me if I was ready for
her to which I replied I've been ready all afternoon. She
subjected me to a stream of tender of kisses from my hair
to my chin and all points in between, they were made with
her mouth both open and closed so that I didn't know what
to expect next. All I knew was that I didn't want it to
stop, just at that moment I was madly in love with
Florence but was it really love or was it that she just
had me so turned on that I didn't know what day it was.

She was apparently in no hurry, moving at such a snails
pace that there were times when I wondered if she was
asleep because she remained in one place for what seemed
like ages before she moved again. I felt as though I
ought to be more demanding but it was so sensuous that I
thought if I complained she'd lose interest in me and
that would never do. Still, my breasts were demanding
some attention from her so I toyed with her hand that was
at that time stroking my cheek and timidly moved it to my
breast. Impatient little girl she said as she pinched my
nipple for my troubles, but that was before she circled
my little breast with her palm and extended fingers just
about encapsulating it and squeezing it to a point. Wow,
that hurt a little but I daren't say anything in case she
decided I'd been too forward in moving her hand. But no,
she seemed to be enjoying toying with it, an occasional
squeeze followed by stretching my nipple away from my
body all the time still kissing me on my facial area be
it my mouth or my nose etc. I truly like what she's doing
to me but sometimes I need to show her what I want at the
moment so I took her hand and placed it in between my
legs, right on my pussy. Of course, she knows mostly what
I want so she flattened her hand and placing her palm
over my pussy she proceeded to move it, her palm that is,
over my groin and moving it in a circular motion she
teased me unmercifully. As I started to move my groin
upward to increase the pressure on me so she lifted her
palm away from me, this continues like a comedy show
because every time I lift myself she lifts her palm to
reduce the pressure again.

Whilst I'm in heaven with her palm on my mound it's just
so aggravating to find her teasing me by moving away and
lightening the pressure. All of this teasing seems to
have been going on for ages, but was probably only a few
minutes, but I just couldn't allow her to continue.
Please Florence, don't tease me too much, you know I'll
`cum" before you're ready for me. Goodness, you're a
cheeky woman, but she knew I was right so she moved her
mouth to my breasts and her hand to my pussy. I helped
her slip her fingers, my favourite two, into my pussy, it
didn't need any preliminary teasing it had been wet from
the time she'd started on me.

Whilst I would have liked that she'd given me a very
quick orgasm I knew that I wouldn't get one, she was in
the mood to make me wait for it and frankly I didn't care
if it took all night just as long as she was there and I
was in her arms. How slowly do you want it Erica? Oh,
just as slow as you can do it, don't really care if you
stop periodically, if I know you're in me I'll be happy.
So, we spent quite a long time with her occasionally
licking my nipples or breasts and her fingers slowly
teasing me and on some occasions stopping completely.
When she stopped completely however, my bottom tended to
lift off the mattress and I'd do the moving instead of
Florence.

Most of the time she teased me with her right hand but
she shifted to the other side of my body so that it was
now her left hand that was inside me, her right hand was
now either in my mouth or her mouth allowing both of us
to taste my fluids. Sometime later I had to tell her that
my pussy was getting sore and I'd soon have to rest. With
that, she leaned on her elbow and kissed me again, having
left my breast, and asked me if I wanted oral sex. Of
course I do, but she already knew that, she was just
enjoying making me anxious in case she decided she didn't
want to do it for me.

As she rolled onto me her groin came against mine and
really made my clitoris tingle. I'd heard other women
talking about something called "tribadism" but I'd never
quite understood what it was. Florence had asked me if I
liked that and I'd said that as we brushed against each
other I'd had a wonderful tingling sensation in my
clitoris. She moved herself against me so that our two
clitorises brushed against each other and she started to
move just like a man would, our groins rubbing together.
Got to say that it was really sensational, I'd been close
to "cumming" for quite sometime and now it was advancing
in a rush and the advantage of this position was that we
could kiss whilst we were `fucking". Maybe it was the
first time I'd done this with Florence but I had the need
to go quicker and my increased speed was matched by
Florence so that we were both panting and kissing each
other's mouths and spreading our saliva all over each
others faces as we desperately tried to go faster and
faster. That is until Florence cried out as she'd "cum'
but I wasn't far behind her, my "cum' splashed against
her thigh as she'd tried to move away from me. I pulled
her back so she couldn't escape and as I held her our
"cum" was jointly being smeared over our lower bodies as
we moved to ease the pain of our joint orgasms.

Oh dear my darling, that was fantastic, why haven't we
tried that before but I think it was the fact that it was
too much like being fucked by a man that had put us off,
that's if either of us had thought about it in the first
place. However, Florence, as usual, was the first to
recover and moved herself down to my groin where she
proceeded to lick `cum" from me. Under the circumstances
she had no idea whether it was hers or mine, they were
both mixed together in a wonderful amalgam of juices. I
hoped she'd share it with me in my favourite fashion,
that's kissing me with her wet mouth, I wasn't
disappointed, the taste and some of the thick juice was
transferred to my mouth.

She rolled off me and stood at the side of the bed
looking absolutely divine, there was some light shining
on her from the window and it cast a wonderful shadow
across her face making her even more desirable than
before. OK darling she'd said, lets shower again and this
time we didn't worry about the shortage of hot water, we
just enjoyed each others kisses and breasts not bothering
to touch each other on our lower bodies, perhaps we were
too tired for all of that.

Later we sat drinking coffee in my little lounge room and
spoke of holidays but the memories of my brief holiday
with Madeline was still in my mind so I wouldn't commit
myself to one. What could be possible, however, was that
we could have her stay over here for a few days so that
if anything went amiss she wouldn't have too far to
return home. We've decided we'll think about it but, of
course, in the meantime we'd continue as we were now,
sharing our time or some of our time at each other's
houses. The way I feel at the moment I'd be quite happy
for her to live with me but women are so unpredictable
that it's possible that we could be the best of enemies
within weeks.