Date: Sat, 18 Nov 2006 14:29:44 +1100 (EST)
From: erica milligan <erica_muggs@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: after the island

This is a story about Lesbian sex, it concerns a number
of women, two of whom are young, but still of legal age,
and two are older, in their mid thirties.

The story is the property of Erica Milligan but I invite
comments, offered in a nice way, that may help me write
better stories for my, and hopefully, your entertainment

The story was written for my own entertainment but I've
decided to ask NIFTY to publish it on their site so that
others may, if they wish, read it. That being the case,
feel free to down load it to your own computer or if you
wish forward the story to friends for their own
consumption, I hope you enjoy it. You should not claim
the story as your own.

The only restriction is that it should not be in a
publication that's intended for profit.

If you wish to contact me my e-mail address is:-
Erica_muggs@yahoo.com.au.
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I promise that I will try my very best to answer you
comments or suggestions that you care to offer.
 Erica Milligan.

Things hadn't been quite the same since Madeline and I
had returned from our little holiday to the island on the
Great Barrier Reef. Whilst the holiday had been a limited
success we'd returned home somewhat earlier than
anticipated. Couple of reasons, I think, firstly Madeline
had confessed that she was missing her mother and I was
definitely missing my kids.

Another thing, sexually we were both confused about our
roles, under ordinary circumstances I would have been the
one on the receiving end of Madeline's ministrations and
that had happened. What was confusing for me at least was
the fact that Madeline had expected too much of me,
perhaps as she'd said I was too greedy. On the other
hand, perhaps Madeline, in trying to make sure that I was
well and truly satisfied, had tried too hard. Since we'd
returned we'd continued to have sex both on Saturdays, at
wherever the fancy took us, and Tuesdays when I'd stayed
overnight with her at her place.

Just what was missing wasn't clear to me, perhaps there
were times when she didn't seem to be "with it" and often
seemed to have drifted off somewhere. I knew that she'd
had a fancy for Victoria the waitress at the caf‚ we used
on Saturday mornings because on one occasion we'd been in
there I'd seen her talking to Victoria and whilst they
were chatting Madeline had held Victoria's hand and held
it close to Victoria's groin, it didn't need to stray too
much further to be between Victoria's legs. Got to say
that Victoria didn't seem too distressed about the
location of Madeline's hand, she seemed to be holding on
to it quite tightly.

Madeline had asked me if I could get tickets to see some
"gay" entertainer that was appearing at LEZ BIAN caf‚ in
a few days. The entertainer hadn't yet climbed the ladder
of success so the tickets wouldn't be too dear. Knowing
the owner of the caf‚ I had a better chance than Madeline
of getting tickets before they ran out and apparently
younger persons wouldn't be allowed in unless an adult
accompanied them. Couldn't see the reason for that but
apparently they are the rules. It would have appeared
more reasonable to me if younger people weren't let in at
all. The show tended to be quite vulgar.

Madeline asked me if I could get a ticket for Victoria
too, that meant that I'd have to get four because
Florence had decided to come. So, I'd driven over there
to collect the tickets a couple of days in advance and
asked the proprietor to reserve decent seats for us. When
the big night arrived I collected the girls from
Florence's home, surprisingly that included Victoria too.
Perhaps I should have been forewarned by her presence at
Florence's place that something was afoot.

You know, of course, that LEZ BIAN lives up to it's name
and is almost exclusively a lesbian caf‚/restaurant but
on this occasion there were quite a number of homosexuals
there, the entertainer apparently appealed to all gay
people. Got to say that we all looked good when we
arrived, got to put on a show when you attend something
like that, you never know who else will be there. As it
was, Alice was there, you'll remember her from the first
time I'd been here with Tracey and she'd smacked me
across the face when she'd caught me dancing with Alice.
No drama this time though, I spotted her walking across
the room, she may have been walking to the bar or the
toilet, so I waved to her, not an invitation for her to
join us, just a friendly greeting.

The proprietor had saved us a very nice booth, as a
matter of fact it was the same one I'd occupied with
Tracey. The entertainer wasn't due to start his
performance for a little while and whilst we were waiting
there was music for dancing. Madeline asked me to dance
but we were not as close as we'd been on previous
occasions, yes, we were close but not close enough for
me. Then there was a tap on my shoulder, it was Victoria
and Florence excusing us, Victoria took off with Madeline
and Florence took me. You know that I like Florence so it
wasn't much of a problem. She was holding me quite close,
so close that I could feel her breasts through her dress
and I'm sure she could feel mine too. One thing about
Florence is that she's not backward at coming forward so
she had me in one of the darker areas of the dance floor
where we couldn't be seen too well and I'm sure that her
hand had moved itself closer to my breast. I'm easily
excited so my nipples were starting to assert themselves,
much to Florence's delight if the smile on her face was
any indication.

Unusually, the music continued on for quite a while so
that Florence had me quite aroused when it finished and
she led me back to our booth only to find that Madeline
and Victoria were involved in a kissing frenzy. Not to be
outdone, I took hold of Florence and started on her, much
to her delight I must say and she involved herself with
gusto. It was not too long before both Victoria and I,
the "kissees" as opposed to the "kissers", were breathing
quite heavily accompanied by Madeline and Florence's
sighs. This was going to be an exciting night all round,
I could see that, but what about the seating
arrangements? I'd thought, naturally, that I would be sat
with Madeline but recent events had rather confused
things. Personally, now that Florence had got me all
"steamed up" I was quite happy to stay with her for the
time being but what would happen later in the night would
be anybody's guess.

The entertainer was quite good, his singing voice was
pleasant and not too strident and when he started his
comedy routine he had the audience in stitches even
though his humour was a little vulgar. I didn't realise
that Madeline and Victoria had understood some of the
jokes, I  thought they weren't old enough to understand
them, obviously I have a lot to learn about the young.
Perhaps I'd better start asking my daughter where she
goes when she's out with her friends, one thing that
relieved me was knowing that she couldn't get into this
place.

During the course of the comedy routine Florence had laid
her hand on my thigh, not close enough to "pussy" to
cause any major problems but close enough to let it know
she was interested. The lights were low so nobody could
really see what was going on however, I could make out
that Madeline's hand had pushed Victoria's skirt back up
her leg to almost, but not actually, expose her panties.
Looks as though I've just about lost my partner but
because of Florence's attention I couldn't complain. Her
hand had stopped just sitting there being idle and was
now gently squeezing my thigh, very pleasant sensation
but, it stopped short of what I now wanted.

If I made a move with my thigh would she take the hint
that I was looking for a move from her? Florence is
nothing if not smart, she could take a hint and her hand
was now in my crotch. I looked across to Madeline and
Victoria but they were engrossed in their own activities.
As I had expected it was Madeline that was setting the
pace, her hand now inside Victoria's blouse, it was quite
actively engaged in caressing Victoria's breasts. Good
enough I thought, so I lifted Florence's hand to my
breasts letting her know that what ever she wanted she
could have, at that moment, however, the entertainer told
a hilarious joke that made me splutter, I damned nearly
spat in Florence's face. That didn't seem to distract her
attention because her hand removed itself from my breast
and moved to my pussy. As you all know, I never wear
panty hose so the way forward was uncontested and she
took advantage of the kind of knickers that I wear to
slip her finger inside the little leg. It felt so
good!!!!!!

A potential problem could arise when we left the caf‚
because it seemed that we'd exchanged partners almost as
a matter of course and whilst I was a bit disgruntled
that Madeline had apparently given me the "flick" I
couldn't complain with the company that I had now. When
we arrived at the car Florence wasted no time in making
it obvious that she was going to sit in the front with me
and the other two girls in the back, I wondered if they'd
discussed this between them because it seemed to be a
`fait accompli".

I could see what was going on in the back of the car
whilst I was driving but when Florence's hand moved to my
thigh I didn't have any need to worry about the
youngsters, my needs would apparently be looked after
quite nicely by Florence.
The journey was about 40 minutes and Florence and I
chatted about the show, we'd both enjoyed it although I
had a little problem with the language the entertainer
had used but Florence said that my language wasn't too
good during intercourse either, unknowingly I used lots
of four letter words too.

When we arrived at Florence's house we all had coffee or
tea, depending on our tastes, and when we'd finished it
just seemed so normal, or usual, that Florence took me
off to bed with her and Madeline took Victoria. On
reflection, it seemed almost certain that from that point
on my relationship with Madeline was effectively over and
perhaps a new relationship with Florence had started.

My relationship with Madeline had been troubling me
because I really hadn't been able to see a future with
such a young woman and so, despite the fact that she
really excited me, I'd given serious thought to telling
her that I wanted to end it. Could this be the right time
and could I perhaps see a future with an older woman,
Florence is a little older than me, and could Florence be
the right woman?

We had wonderful sex but I lay awake for quite a long
time during the night wondering what I could say to
Madeline in the morning but I needn't have worried
because she came to me and told me that she was now in
love with Victoria. My ego was hurt of course, I hadn't
given any thought to the fact that she may want to "dump"
me but thinking back, she'd been the dominant person in
my life for quite a while and I suppose I should have
expected that she'd be the one to say "it's all over".

My future seems now to be very uncertain, or at least I
thought so, but Florence had said I should know she
wanted me and had since Madeline had first spoken about
me, would I be prepared to be her girlfriend? Just at
that moment I wasn't quite sure what I wanted but I
couldn't see myself going through the rest of my life
without sex, preferably with a woman, but, time alone
with tell!!!!!!