Date: Sun, 8 Apr 2007 20:58:34 +1000 (EST)
From: maria <topendmaria@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: I AM NOT A LESBIAN PART 2

This a story by MARIA and it's a continuing part of the
"I AM NOT A LESBIAN series'

Obviously it's a story about lesbian sex and I thoroughly
enjoyed writing it so I hope you thoroughly enjoy reading
it.

It's called I AM NOT A LESBIAN PART 2

Should you wish to comment on the story my e-mail is
topendmaria@yahoo.com.au

I'd love you to tell me whether you liked it or not

Since Erica and I have become lovers we have shared
bedrooms on occasions, generally hers because it's so
much bigger with room to play lesbian games like chasing
each other round the room. There's nothing she likes
better than to have me in underwear sometimes mine and
sometimes hers. One noticeable change is that my
underwear drawer is now full with such pretty things, not
those thongs, the very idea of a narrow strip of material
between my cheeks cutting my bum in half nearly drives me
to distraction. So they are mostly very nice lacy panties
and lovely bras in a selection of colours, predominantly
white and black but with a few other colours thrown in.

This afternoon she made a proposition to me, she asked me
if I minded if she invited Florence over for the evening
and perhaps even the night, it had been lonely for her,
Florence, since Madeline had gone away. I know all about
these two women so I had no worries about Florence being
here and the kids would be delighted to have auntie
Florence visit. They always thought Florence came over to
see them, what a surprise they'd get if they knew why she
was here.

Paul, my twin brother, had been home for dinner and after
he'd helped to clear up he'd left to see his mates and
that probably meant that he wouldn't be home tonight. The
little kids had helped with the clearing up but as you
might have expected they were really more trouble than
they were worth but Florence wouldn't dream of letting
either Erica or I chastise them. Eventually everything
was done and we sat down to watch some TV, funniest home
videos or something the show was called. Whilst we women,
notice I've promoted myself from a girl to a woman,
chatted among ourselves waiting for the kids to go to
bed. The topic of conversation was when Madeline would be
home again. It must be difficult for young people to live
among complete strangers who, even though they try their
hardest to make students comfortable, don't quite achieve
the desired situation. I could hear in Florence's voice
the desire to have Madeline home again and whilst I
sympathised with her it would not be an ideal situation
for either Florence or I. We could both bet that if she
were home she would make Erica her own again and whilst
I'd had some sexual moments with Florence and on one
occasion with both of them what I really wanted was Erica
to myself.

But, we had this evening before us. The kids were falling
asleep on the floor and within a few minutes it would be
time to take them to bed and then, whoopee, we could have
time to ourselves and tonight I was hoping to have sex
with Erica and then, perhaps, with Florence. They,
however, had a different idea and shortly I found myself
in my underwear modelling knickers for them but just to
add a little spice to the proceedings, without a bra. The
sight of two women staring at me was making my nipples
stand to attention and although I'd showed them at least
six pairs of knickers all practically the same, they'd
wanted more. As I walked to get more knickers from the
drawer Florence stroked my bottom and what a sensation,
my bottom wriggled even more for them. But, I'd had
enough of parading around practically naked so I picked
up my blouse and slipped it on again without putting my
bra on.

I walked to the kitchen to get a drink and Erica followed
to ask me if everything was OK. Of course it was but I
wanted her to myself and I just couldn't see anything
nice happening while Florence was here. When I went back
to the lounge room Erica was sitting on a footstool on
the floor and Florence as a joke had taken her hands,
lifted them above her head and then lay her back so that
while her feet were still on the floor her head was
nearly on the floor on the opposite side of the stool.
Her skirt had ridden up to show her knickers and believe
me I just couldn't resist what I did. She looked as
though she was balanced on a see saw and I knelt down in
front of her, lifted her skirt up above her waist and
descended with my tongue stuck it out like a cavalry
man's lance pointed directly at her pussy. As I slowly
lowered my head to her pussy Florence took both of
Erica's hands in one of hers and leaned forward to flip
her tits out of her blouse while I finished lowering my
head to her pussy.

This was even more exciting than just doing it on our
own, I liked the idea of Florence being our audience
although it appeared that she was going to get her share
of entertainment too. Now that Erica's tits were bare,
although not entirely uncovered, Florence leaned even
further forward so that she could suck Erica's nipples
into her mouth but because Erica didn't provide any
resistance she'd let go of her hands. So here we are, I'm
now kissing Erica's pussy whilst her wet knickers are
still in place and Florence is sucking her tits but
Erica, not to be outdone, was still reaching up and had
Florence's pussy on her fingertips. I was very happy
about proceedings and by the sounds coming from
Florence's mouth so was she and whilst Erica wasn't
making any sounds she was trying to lift her pussy more
firmly against my mouth. I couldn't talk with my mouth
full but if I could I'd have said that I love being with
you Erica and found something nice to say to Florence but
my love was all directed at Erica.

Nothing can never be improved and Florence must have
thought that she had something to offer to this event and
moving forward she came to my mouth to kiss me. This
change in position opened up all kinds of possibilities
such as Erica taking Florence's breasts out of her dress
so she could have them in her mouth. As Florence and I
were kissing with Erica's wetness on my lips Florence
uttered a moan as Erica's lips met her nipples. Erica has
always, so I've found, been quick to orgasm so it came as
no surprise when I felt her `cum" oozing through her
knickers into the palm of my hand and as Florence and I
were already face to face it was such a simple matter for
me to wipe Erica's "cum" all over Florence's face.

Now, Erica reached up to me and held me to her before
throwing me to the ground and then with Florence's
assistance she'd laid me across the across the stool and
without holding my hands they took it in turns to lower
their heads to my pussy to kiss me, suck me and lick me
on the inside of my thighs and then one by one moved
their tongues so that they took shifts in sucking me off.
Both of them had a little "cum" in their mouths but I
didn't want them to stop there, I wanted to watch them
kiss and transfer my "cum" from mouth to mouth. That was
bound to bring me off again and it did.

I thought that when they'd finished with me we would get
Florence on her back too but she was too quick and jumped
up on the couch with her back pressed firmly against it.
Erica and I tossed up to see who was going to get to suck
her pussy for her but Florence was protesting that we
would have to wait until bedtime. I wondered if, apart
from Madeline, she'd ever had sex with a girl as young as
me. As it turned out she hadn't so perhaps she could be
excused for being shy. We would make up for it in the
bedroom.

We didn't though, both of the girls laid me across the
bed and Erica sat herself on my face and let me, better
change that to made me, suck her pussy again whilst
Florence gorged herself on Erica's tits. I don't know who
was having the most fun, Erica, Florence or me but when I
heard the "oh fuck" emanating from Erica's mouth I knew
who was getting the most out of it. During all this time
Florence's hand had been on Erica's bottom and as Erica
approached her orgasm Florence rammed her finger in her
bottom. She jumped a foot in the air before she came down
with a thump on my mouth. Florence went to the dresser
and opening the drawer she pulled out Erica's feeldoe
dildo, apparently they kept one here and one at
Florence's place. Florence showed me how to fit the ball
end in my pussy and then she guided me to Erica's pussy
and said fuck her nicely because you and I will spend
most of the night doing this and I don't want to make her
too sore and spoil her fun. I hoped that I was doing it
right especially when I did it from behind her because
she had the opportunity to lick Florence's clit. It was
the first time I'd used a dildo and although I could see
that Erica was thoroughly enjoying it I wasn't sure that
I would want it. Maybe I'd have to wait to see if these
two women gave it to me during the night and, perhaps,
against my will. There was a long night ahead of us.

It wasn't yet late so I went to the computer to read any
e-mails that had come in and there was one from Michelle
(in the previous story she was called Ursula but now I
have her permission to use her real name) which said
something like "I told you you'd enjoy fucking Erica
didn't I? I still have no idea who this person is but she
knows far too much about Erica and me for comfort.
Perhaps we will find out before the next chapter and I
should warn Florence that she might receive mail from her
too.

Yes, more mail from Michelle and in the same vein. All
about sex and me and Erica and laughing at the fact that
she'd persuaded me that Erica was after my pussy and I
was after hers. It hadn't crossed my mind until Michelle
had told me about it and no, Erica had never thought
about fucking me. But, Ursula knew that Madeline had
fucked Florence quite a while ago when she was scared
during one particularly nasty thunder- storm. Sometimes I
wonder if this Michelle, a girl although none of us could
be sure about that, had access to our computers through
an ISP whatever that might be. If she worked for one
perhaps she could intercept anybody's mail and for
whatever reason she's chosen to intercept ours.

We devised a test for her by sending an e-mail to
Madeline in Germany telling her that Florence had just
fucked me and giving the most erotic details of the
experience. I almost had an orgasm typing the message
because Florence was dictating it to me as I typed. It
was making me quite aroused to hear what she'd supposedly
done to me and I was hoping that when I'd finished typing
she'd do something about it. I must have looked flushed
when I sent off the message and Florence was smiling at
me as though she'd meant every word I'd typed. We knew it
was late at night in Germany so we didn't expect an
answer until morning but we were surprised to find that
within a few minutes we had an answer from michelle
telling me that I was just a slut for letting Florence
fuck me. She could only work for an internet company!

I'd switched the computer off and we were sat around
chatting about who this mysterious person could be and
Florence was repeating almost word for word what I'd
typed in the message. I didn't know about Florence but as
she spoke the words aloud I could feel things starting to
happen. Just imagine, only a few days ago I'd never had
sex and now I'd had sex with my mother, Erica, and if I
could read the situation correctly Florence was hinting
that she wanted to give it to me too.
Whether Erica had read the situation too I'm not sure but
she got up and went to the bathroom and apparently made
herself comfortable while Florence made her way over to
me and sat down beside me. She looked into my eyes,
sounds so soppy doesn't it, and said that ever since
she'd known my family she'd wanted me. She'd known my
family for sometime so she must have wanted me since I
was about twelve. I had no idea that I'd had some power
over other women at that age and she'd confessed that
she'd seen the local priest to tell him of her problems.
He'd given her some things to do that I don't understand
but now she was confessing to me personally that she'd
masturbated in bed thinking about me. I was shocked to
think that a grown woman had masturbated over me when I
was twelve, why I hadn't even started with tits at that
age but I believe there are women in the world that only
want young children.

I was strangely excited to think that this mature woman
wanted to make love to me but when I gave it some thought
it wasn't too strange, hadn't my mother (got to stop
referring to her this way) and I had sex the same day
that Ursula had suggested it and hadn't I been very
excited especially when I'd kissed her pussy and tasted
another woman's pussy juice for the very first time.
Without delay Florence had kissed me and it must have
been the kiss we'd shared over Erica's body earlier that
had started her desire but that was not the case as I'd
just said she'd wanted me for years but that kiss had
stirred the latent feelings inside her again.

Her kiss, when it came, was so tender, almost as though
she was kissing a child, her lips moved across mine
without entering my mouth. She wet her lips and that in
itself seemed so sexy as she'd licked them especially as
it appeared that she'd wanted me to see it. This soft
movement of her so soft lips were really taking effect on
me because I'd always been of the opinion that lesbians
were probably hard-bitten bitches but I was getting an
addition to my education today. I found that I was
waiting for her to return to my lips each time she moved
away from them but when she kissed my eyelids I could
feel that I was really getting into this. The movement of
her lips across my face especially after my eyelids, was
making me feel a little woozy or dizzy. Her lips had
touch the rim of my ear, the tip of my nose, my forehead
and underneath my chin on the exposed part of my throat
and yes, I could feel my legs opening for her in a quite
involuntary manner.

Her hands were soft on my breasts and when they moved to
my thighs I shuddered at her touch. It was only a
movement of a hairs breadth until her index finger
touched my covered opening where she found out what she'd
managed to do to me. In my moment of passion I took her
hand in mine and pressed that index finger against my
pussy until it made some progress inside at which time I
tried to pull her lips back to mine. She held her head
away from me while she concentrated on pressing her
finger gently against my panties so that I could just
barely feel her inside me. Even then her finger was not
giving me the full feeling as it was covered by the
material of my panties.

I believe I was muttering to her about wanting her to
stop teasing me but this I only found out later when
Erica, who had been stood at the door, told me. I'd
blushed to think that she'd stood there watching her
friend and lover tease me with her finger. I wanted that
finger inside me so I could cover it for her with my
wetness and I wriggled my bottom on the couch so that
eventually I'd uncovered my "hole" for her to enter. As
well as kissing me on the face her finger was now
penetrating me but very slowly. I have no idea how long
she tormented me with that one finger but she did,
eventually, take hold of my knickers and leaning back
slide them sufficiently down my legs to expose my pussy.
Expecting more of her gentility I was stunned when what
felt like a lamp post was rammed in my pussy but it was
only her fingers, not all of them, just two, but so
roughly that it made me jump.

Her smile told me that she knew she had me where she
wanted me and as she held her fingers inside me I gave
myself away by wriggling again but this time to get more
of them in my pussy. The slow tormenting movement of her
fingers was exhilarating but I'm not sure that it's the
right word perhaps I mean some other word that means to
tease. She was back kissing me again and while she didn't
move her fingers into my pussy too quickly, frankly I'd
have liked it faster, my wriggling was adding something
to my pleasure and every time she pulled away from my
face she was smiling like a Cheshire cat, knowing that I
was in heaven. No wonder Erica was her lover, or was she
Erica's lover, as a novice lesbian I'm not quite sure of
the correct terminology suffice it to say that when she
started to remove her fingers from my pussy I followed
her by lifting my bottom off the bed.

Tormenting bitch, she stood and moved to one side and
that's when I saw Erica stood at the door, had she seen
everything? More than that, had she enjoyed watching
Florence getting me aroused? I held out my arms to her
and as she moved towards me I held them out to Florence
too. Greedy girl that I am, I wanted both of them to make
love to me now. Change that reference to make love, I
wanted them both to fuck me silly!!!!!!!!!!

Erica dropped to her knees and pulled me towards her so
she could suck my toes and she made a comment about my
nails saying that she'd have to paint them for the next
time. The next time? But as her mouth enclosed my big toe
I had no thoughts about the next time especially as
Florence dropped to her knees and took the big toe of the
other foot in her mouth. As they sucked their hands were
sliding up and down my legs, generally against the grain
of my hair which although shaved really needed shaving
again. My moans must have amused them although when I
looked at their faces both of them had their eyes closed
so I supposed they were enjoying it too. As one they
moved their wet tongues along my ankles and calves until
they reached my knees where the wetness turned to kisses.
By this time, I believe I was nearly unconscious with
passion but I neither wanted relief nor was I going to
get relief because their hands were stroking my ankles.
Not in the way a physio would stroke them to relieve an
ache but rather in a soft sensuous sexual way. Erica's
lips were the first to move towards my crotch but shortly
they were followed my Florence's and every millimetre
that they travelled toward my crotch the more excited I
became.

While it seemed as though it was a planned attack on me,
because they had done the same thing at the same time,
one of them reached me before the other and Erica's lips
were on my pussy before Florence's. First one kissed my
pussy lips and then the other kissed my pussy lips and
then the rotation started again and in between sucks and
kisses on my lips I could hear them kissing each other
and passing the juices that I made between themselves.
One would have thought we were in a restaurant as they
spoke of the taste of me to each other and I lifted my
head as far as I could so I could see them tasting me.
That was nearly as erotic as them kissing my pussy and
even more juices began emanating from my pussy as they
sat back and discussed the colour and flavour of my
emanations and comparing the consistency to some damn
thing or another.

I could no longer stand this torment and I cried out for
one of them to fuck me. It was Erica that said do you
think she's a lesbian? And Florence that said if she
isn't she fucking well should be. Erica took Florence's
hand and with their fingers entwined, god knows how many
fingers they slid into my dripping pussy. I sighed with
relief when they did and I think at that time I probably
called out for mummy, even adults do when they're under
extreme stress as I was at that moment. "Mummy" said yes
as they upped the tempo of the entwined fingers in my
pussy and within a couple of minutes I was lifting my
bottom clear of the seat so I could exert more pressure
on both their fingers and perhaps on the pressure
building up inside me until such time as my `"cum"
sprayed like a fountain.

My darling mother, and that's the last time I'll call her
anything other than Erica, held me in her arms and,
kissing me, welcomed me to the club.

When they took me to bed I was so exhausted that I only
watched Florence fuck Erica until such time as I fell
asleep but from what I saw the kisses that Florence had
given me and which had nearly had me frantic for sex were
having the same effect on Erica.

I don't know how long they kept it up for but I slept
soundly through the night and only woke when my little
sister and brother came into the bedroom to find out why
I'd slept in mummy's bed last night.

One day I may just tell them.