Date: Tue, 25 Apr 2000 20:26:12 CDT
From: Wendy Evans <we_1965@hotmail.com>
Subject: Lesbian/Beginnings/Lisas-Bed

Completely under Lisa's control, I sat down and then laid back on the large,
king-sized bed.  Lisa knelt before me and returned her attention to my
pussy.  I was soaking wet, and the touch of Lisa's tongue was heavenly.  She
placed her hands on my upper thighs and parted my legs and I could feel her
exploring me with every stroke of her tongue.

I reached for my nipples and took them between my thumb and index fingers,
and rolled them and pinched them and pulled them.  The burning ache in my
pussy was spreading across my whole body, and I thrust my hips toward Lisa's
hungry mouth.

As she used my fingers to spread my lips and dart her tongue into me, I
realized just how wonderful having her do this was.  In my many experiences
with men, they had often tried to please me orally, but I had never quite
gotten to the point of reaching orgasm.  This, however, was completely
different.  Lisa used her tongue, and new exactly when and where to touch me
with it.

She nudged against my swollen clit, and then pursed her lips around it and
proceeded to suck on it.  She flicked her tongue over it and I thought I was
going to melt.  When she gave me a tender little bite, I shivered and felt
an orgasm release.  My whole body stiffened and I felt the juices from my
pussy dripping into my bottom.  Lisa removed her mouth from my pussy and
replaced it with her hand, gently massaging my clit.  Her mouth moved lower
and I felt her tongue enter me, probing wetly into my opening.

I was no longer embarrassed about my bushy growth, I was ecstatic, and Lisa
seemed to be enjoying making love to me as well.  I felt her hand slip under
my bottom, and the wetness that was dripping in between my cheeks made it
easier for her to stroke her fingers in the crack of my ass.  When I felt
her fingertip touch my rear opening I shuddered and came again.

Using my flowing wetness as lubricant, Lisa diddled my little hole while her
tongue continued to massage my pussy.  I was trapped below Lisa, I couldn't
move, and I knew that even if I could I wouldn't leave.

As Lisa continued to love me with her tongue I felt the intrusion into my
bottom, her finger reaching up inside me.  Her mouth paused for a moment,
and I felt her tongue wiggle to go to where her other finger was.  I raised
my legs, bringing my knees to my breasts, and spreading myself even further,
knowing that my anus was now winking at Lisa.  When her tongue touched me
back there, I screamed and came again.  How many times had I cum today?  I
had lost count, but I did know that it was more than I ever had during one
love making session.

Lisa looked up to me as I came, and I could see that her cheeks, mouth and
chin were covered with a slick wetness that could only have come from my
leaking cunt.  I began to gyrate on the bed, wiggling my bottom, holding my
legs firmly apart as Lisa slipped two fingers into my pussy.  Holding my
bottom still, she lowered her face into me again, rubbing her wet tongue
back and forth across my anal opening.  As her fingers continued to probe
me, working deeply inside, her tongue flicked and darted across my sensitive
spot.  When I felt her jam her face into me and the firm tip of her tongue
probe into the starry opening I came again, screaming even more loudly that
the last time.

My pussy was providing a steady stream of juice to trickle down my bottom
and to Lisa's mouth.  Her fingers continued to work me and I was overwhelmed
by how gentle and loving she had been.  I couldn't stand to lay there any
longer and only receive the pleasure she was giving me.  We were making love
together, and I wanted to begin to please her.  Other than during a few
teenaged episodes when my friends and I had masturbated in front of each
other, I had never even been close to another woman's pussy.

But, the moment and the mood were so incredible I knew that I had to please
Lisa -- or at least try to -- as she was doing for me.  Struggling to catch my
breath, and find my voice, I asked Lisa if I could taste her.  She paused
for a moment, then climbed on the bed, straddled my face as she raised her
bottom in the air and lowered her face to me again.  Then slowly, as I
watched, she lowered herself towards my waiting mouth.  I stuck my tongue
out to taste the first pussy of my 30-something years.  As my tongue came in
contact with her swollen lips and I tasted the juices that were leaking from
her, I came once again.  I only hoped that I could do for her what she had
been doing to me.