Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2008 00:46:09 -0400
From: Rose H. <official_prostar@hotmail.com>
Subject: Summer Fling

First Night of Summer Fling
By: Daisy D.


This all started on the hottest night this summer. Leading into June we
hadn't exactly had the best weather but by the second week of June the
weather turned into the most humid week all summer. It was Tuesday night
and I was feeling very warm. At around 11 o'clock there was nothing else
for me to do and I started to get that feeling and before long my hands
started to wander. Just as I started to feel my fingers getting wet my
doorbell rang.

	I was hesitant to go to the door because all I had on was a skimpy
pair of flannel boxers and a tight tank top and I was just about to get to
the best part of playing with myself. But I decided that I should answer
the door just in case it was important. I opened the door and in she
walked, one of my best friends who I had an enormous crush on, Katie,
walked in.

	"Hey, it's ridiculously hot outside. I thought I should stop by
since I just got off work and was walking home."  She said as she stepped
in. Katie and I had been hooking up for a while and there was just
something about her that set her apart from every other girl I knew. Before
we had started hooking up Katie had considered herself straight. I never
liked labels for this precise reason; when you like someone to me that is
all that matters and she was having a hard time coming to grips with her
feelings for me. To be completely honest I was shocked she stopped by we
hadn't talked in a few days.

	She looked immaculate; with a slight glisten from all the moisture
in the air and she was wearing some intense cut offs and a shirt that
showed off what cleavage she had. In most senses Katie wasn't my type at
all; she was smaller chested, with a huge ass and to top it off she was
pretty short. Myself I'm about 5'6 and like my girls to be about the same
height as me but Katie was about 5 feet even. But she did have one quality
that always attracted me, she was a dancer.

	Katie and I met at work when I was in the middle of a nasty break
up with my first love. I knew that there was something special about her
but at the same time I knew that she wasn't going to be my next love. I
knew she was perfect for right now. At first we fit together so well; minus
our physical needs. Katie is one of those girls who doesn't need sex and
who doesn't even talk about it openly. I, on the other hand, am as sexual
as they come most people joke about me having the mentality of a man
because sex is always on my brain. I never wanted to push her so we kept
our hook ups relatively innocent. Most of the time we would just make out
intensely for long periods of time and we both knew that we would stop
ourselves. She would stop because she was nervous and I would stop out of
respect for her.

	Tonight, however, would be very different. As she walked in and
took off her shoes she looked me up and down. I felt self conscious because
I wasn't dressed very nicely I was wearing very little and was already
aroused. One thing that is kind of strange from my perspective is that I
always treat women with the utmost respect and in a sense attempt to be a
"gentlemen" but of course the lesbian version. I waited for her to pass me
to get into the main of the house but before she left the room she leaned
me in against the wall and kissed me. I could feel the electricity pass
between our bodies as she pressed into me. This was the first thing to
change before tonight Katie had never initiated anything between us.
Needless to say I started to get even more excited. I had been so used to
denying myself the pleasure of going as far as I could with Katie that I
just assumed like any other night shed pull away and that would be
that. Quickly, it became apparent that she had no intention of stopping
anytime soon. Her hands moved from the back of my neck to my side. The
anticipation was building I could feel it; there was so much desire between
the two of us it couldn't be denied. Her hands inched up and started to
tentatively feel my chest. My chest however was a lot bigger than hers
(mine about a C and hers about an A). It was adorable and incredibly
teasing to have her explore my body for the first time. I felt one of her
hands slip behind my back to unhook my bra. It was very hard for me to keep
myself at bay because I usually like to take charge and get it done. I knew
that I had to let her go at her own pace. I could feel my nipples getting
hard and I felt an intense wanting warm feeling flush my body. As she
pulled her hands down my back and stomach she scratched just like I like
it. I felt for a moment my knees get weak. For a while she kept her hands
on my hips as if waiting for something. Just as I was catching on to her
game she bit my bottom lip. She knows I can't resist it when she bites my
lip; I let out a soft moan into her mouth and she started to follow the
waist band on my boxers with the tip of her fingers. Her touch was so soft,
so dainty, so feminine I couldn't stop the goose bumps from going up my
spine.

	I had the thoughts that this was all a dream, Katie, my little
cutie innocent coworker was not getting this intense with me in my entrance
way. This thought however quickly left my head as I felt her little finger
tips slipping below my waist line. I could feel all my muscles tightening
with anticipation. As soon as her fingers hit the top of my pussy I was
already soaked. I had been holding back for so long I grabbed the side of
her face to let her know that I was comfortable with what was happening. As
she slid her fingers through the wetness to find the opening, once inside
it was clear to see she was nervous. She was going very slowly feeling me
out so to speak. I was growing accustom to the slow motion of her hands;
instinctively my hips started to rock into her hands. I could tell she
liked this affirmation. Her confidence was growing and her movements
started to gain a certain confidence as if she was starting to let go of
her worries.

	At that moment in time, her and I were so interconnected it felt
like we had grown somehow like our feelings at that moment in time were
bigger than us as individuals. My hands began to creep up her stomach to
feel her tits beneath my hands. I had already discovered she really liked
when I would be rough with her tits. She seemed to like when I would push
into her. As I started to play with her chest I could feel her getting more
excited as she was more frantically trying to please me. I slowly started
to guide her into the next room onto the couch. As we got there she pulled
out from inside me and I laid her down on the white leather couch. From
there I started to caress her body using my hands, lips and tongue. I felt
her tense a little and returned to her mouth. I tried to reassure her
through soft kisses that everything would be alright. Again I started to
kiss down her neck to her collar bone. I could feel her relax into the
couch and I took my chance. Quickly I undid her cut offs and started to
kiss around the lines of her thong. I could already smell her and it was
getting hard to keep back and tease her. She snaked a hand up the back of
my head guiding me to her sopping wet pussy. By that point I had no will
power left and I gave in and started to lick her. I thought that it should
be slow and gentle the first time I licked her wet clit. I used the tip of
my tongue to explore her lips and perimeter of her entrance. I could taste
her and she was delectable. I could feel her grip tightening around my hair
and head and decided it was the perfect timing to slip my tongue in. I
tongue fucked her and she started to moan and pull at my hair. The sound of
a girl being pleasured is one of my biggest turn-ons. As I felt the ripple
of her orgasm hit my tongue I new she was finished. I licked her clean and
curled up beside her.

	We fell asleep that night on the couch with our sweaty bodies
intertwined. The next morning at work we both had a secret. But no one else
would ever know.