Date: Mon, 14 Nov 2005 17:26:06 -0800 (PST)
From: Annie B <total_id@yahoo.com>
Subject: Lonely No More

This story depicts sexual acts between two consenting adults.  If such
material is illegal for you to view or you are under 18, please stop
reading.


Lonely No More
By Annie B

As always, feedback is welcome!  total_id@yahoo.com


I had reached the end of my sexual rope.  I hadn't had sex in 2 years
simply because I was way picky.  My last girlfriend was completely
neurotic, and I didn't realize this til months after she dumped me for
another woman.  It had been a very serious relationship, lasting nearly 5
years.  The relationship made me miss my prime dating years, but it opened
my eyes to exactly how many crazies there were out there.  But now here I
was, aching for the touch of a woman again.  Masturbation just wasn't
cutting it anymore.  Off the top of my head I could think of 3 women who I
knew would come over if I just said the word.  I knew better, though.  I
had previously turned each one down because of my picky nature.  One was
way too intense and dramatic, one wanted to fuck me while her boyfriend
watched, and one was a bulldyke who went by the name "Dragon".  So not my
type.  But it was Saturday night and I was very lonely.

I poured myself a glass of wine and got on the net to check my e-mail.
Almost as soon as I brought up my browswer, I was greeted by 3 pop-ups.

"Damn things." I muttered as I clicked out of them.  However, I stopped
myself when I saw that one of them was a gay and lesbian oriented "discreet
encounters" website.  Intriqued, I actually clicked on this one.  I entered
in my information and did a search.  There were quite a few returns!  Some
of the women looked way slutty, but some of them looked pretty normal.  I
figured they were just like me, simply wanting some fun.  You couldn't even
read the profiles if you weren't a member, but I noticed the website owners
were offering a 3 day trial for $5.99.  This gave you access to the entire
site, including chat and private messages.  After mulling it over for a bit
and finishing the glass of wine, I decided to go for it.  What else was I
going to do tonight, anyway?  I filled out my profile and submitted it.  I
was debating whether or not to add a picture, when a message box popped up.

"Hi, I noticed you're new and you're from the same area as me.  How are you
tonight?" it read.  Wow!  That was fast.

"Good evening," I wrote back "I'm fine, thank you.  I just discovered this
site a few minutes ago and decided to see what it's about.  How's life in
your neck of the greater Phoenix area?"

I clicked on the stranger's profile.  She didn't have a picture up, but her
profile said she was 28, 5'4", 120 lbs, brown hair, & hazel eyes.  She
mentioned being "bi-curious", having never been with a woman before but
always having an interest.  This was kind of a turn-off for me, as I prefer
women who are comfortable with their sexuality.  But, no harm could come
from talking to this woman.  I asked her what made her interested in women.
She responded that she's had a very serious boyfriend for the past 3 years
and she loves him a lot, but she felt there was something missing.  She
said that more and more lately she has found herself checking women out,
wondering what kind of underwear they're wearing, what they would look like
naked, the taste of their pussy, etc.  Her parents and friends adored her
boyfriend, who really was a great guy, but her heart just wasn't in it
anymore and she knew she would disappoint everyone in her life if she were
to break up with him and turn to other women.

I could sympathize with her.  What she said made a lot of sense.  We
continued talking for a couple hours.  I explained my situation with my ex
and she seemed sympathetic as well.  We also talked about lighter subjects,
like what we do for fun, what brought us to the area, and what we did for a
living.  It turned out we were both sales representatives for a large
corporation!  We even loved and hated the same aspects of our jobs.  We
really seemed to click.  She sounded like a lot of fun, and she was very
easy to talk to.  A stirring in my crotch reminded me why I was on the site
to begin with.  I had a long history of finding women I actually liked and
wanted to date, but becoming too much of a friend.  I could feel my chances
with this one were starting to fade.

"As you can probably tell by now, this isn't like me, being on a site like
this.  But I'm so lonely I can't stand it anymore.  Would you be willing to
meet me tonight?  It can be by your terms, no pressure at all.  What do you
say?"  I looked over what I typed a couple times, and then clicked send.
There was no going back now.  It seemed like forever before she relpied.

"Yes, I think I would like that.  You seem like a very nice person."

We made arrangements to meet at a motel that was in a pretty centralized
location to both of us.  She called ahead of time to get an actual room
number, 207.  I was to meet her there in an hour.  Just enough time for a
quick shower and shave.  I grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses on my
way out.  I chuckled to myself as I started the car.  It was only then that
I realized we hadn't even exchanged names.

By the time I pulled into the motel parking lot, I was very nervous at what
I was about to do.  I mean, yes the woman seemed very nice and very
sincere, but who's to say she wasn't some kind of whackjob, or even
worse...a man.  And yet, something was still pulling me inside the motel to
meet this mystery woman.  I stood in front of the door to room 207, bottle
of wine and glasses in tow.  I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
When the door opened and I saw the woman standing in the doorway, it felt
like the wind was knocked out of me.  The woman looked just as shocked to
see me, too.  In an instant, everything made sense.  It was Stevie, a woman
I worked with.  I talked to Stevie often at work, and I knew all about her
history with her boyfriend, that they had been together for three years but
she wasn't feeling it anymore and she basically stayed with him because
everyone else wanted her to.  I had no idea that she was attracted to
women, though.  I could tell that Stevie was having the same thoughts about
me, piecing things together.  She knew the story of my ex, but I had been
ambiguous as to the gender of said ex.  Slowly, a smile spread across
Stevie's face and she started laughing.  I couldn't help but to laugh as
well.  Pretty soon we were completely in stitches.  An overweight old man
in a stained tank top and boxers poked his yead out into the hallway.

"Shut up, it's the middle of the night!" he hissed.  Stevie quickly ushered
me into the room and locked the door.

"I don't fucking believe this.  Hi Liz." she said.

"Hi Stevie.  Wow this is..."

"Awkward?"

"Actually I was going to go with pretty fucking funny.  I'm really
embarrassed right now."

"God, it can't compare to how completely mortified I am. Although, I'm
somewhat relieved.  What the hell were we thinking anyway?  Do you know how
dangerous what were doing was?"

I laughed.  "I had the same exact thought out in the parking lot.  I nearly
turned around.  Now, I'm glad I didn't."

Stevie smiled.  "Me too."

Now that the initial shock had more or less worn off, I took Stevie in for
the first time tonight.  I have always thought Stevie was very attractive,
but I never let myself crush on her because I knew she had a boyfriend.  No
sense fawning over someone I could never have.  Tonight though, she looked
very sexy and inviting in an understated way.  Her shoulder length brown
hair was pulled back in a pony tail, with wisps falling on her face.  Her
bangs were kept pretty long, and I always thought it was cute whenever I'd
see her blow upward to get them out of her eyes.  She was wearing a simple
dark green silk button-down shirt and jeans.  The top three buttons on her
shirt were undone, I could tell she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
There was a sparkle in her eyes tonight which I chalked up to as a cross
between the excitement of the unknown, and the candles she had lit around
the room.

"So what now?" Stevie asked.

I chuckled.  "Your terms, remember?" I replied.

Stevie nodded.  "Well, I already paid for the room, and that wine you have
there looks pretty good."  I got out my pocket knife which has a corkscrew
attachment, opened the wine, and poured us each a glass.  We sipped our
wine sitting on the bed together and talked more in depth about our
experiences in love and sex.  Before too long, the wine was gone and there
was a growing sexual tension between the two of us.  Between the initial
purpose of meeting here tonight, having the mystery woman actually be
someone I knew and trusted, and the wine, I was feeling quite aroused.
Judging from the hungry look in Stevie's eyes, and the fact that her
nipples were prominitely stiff through her thin shirt, I could tell Stevie
was getting aroused herself.

"Liz?" she asked.

"Yes?"

"Are we still doing things by my terms?

"Well, what are you thinking now?"

"I want to know what it's like, Liz.  I want you to be the one to show me
how it is to be with another woman."  I scooted close to her on the bed, so
that our bodies were nearly touching.

"Only if you're sure, Stevie.  If you want me to stop at any time, just
tell me, ok?"

Stevie smiled.  "Oh, I doubt I'll have to tell you to stop.  But thank
you."

I put one hand on the back of Stevie's neck and brushed her cheek with the
back of my other hand.  She closed her eyes and I pulled her toward me for
our first kiss.  I was surprised when Stevie put her arms around me and
held me close.  I draped my arms loosely around her and lightly stroked her
back.  Stevie held nothing back as she kissed me.  her eagerness to be with
mee turned me on even more.  Stevie's warmth seemed to be flowing off her
skin in waves.  I could feel how hot her skin was through the thin material
of her shirt.  I moved my hands around to the front of her shirt and began
to undo her remaining buttons.  As I did this I felt her kiss become even
more passionate.  I effortlessly slid her shirt off her shoulders and moved
my mouth away from hers.  I nipped lightly at her nose before I started
kissing and nibbling the side of her neck.  I had been right about Stevie
opting out of a bra tonight.  I took a warm mound of flesh in each hand and
kneaded them.  Stevie threw her head back and let out a moan.  Stevie put
her hand to the back of my head and ran her fingers through my hair.  I
gently lowered her back onto the bed and straddled her as I flipped my own
shirt off.  I started working on getting her pants off, and she reached
around me to unhook my bra.  We both giggled as she fumbled numerous
attempts at getting my bra unhooked.  She was finally successful, and then
she went for my pants as I took in how lovely she looked wearing only a
black lacey thong.

When my jeans were off, I lowered myself onto her and put my knee to her
pussy.  She imitated this action and we rhythmically moved into each other.
Stevie dipped her head down to plant kisses on my breasts, which were
probably a cup size larger than hers.  This all felt great, but after
seeing Stevie in just that thong, I needed to taste her.  I slowed my
rocking down before I took my leg away from her sex and lifted myself up
into a push up stance.  For a second she looked alarmed like she thought I
was stopping.  I winked at her to let her know that this was far from the
case, and she seemed to catch on.  I lowered my lips to hers for another
deep kiss.  I then started kissing around her jawline and I licked and
nibbled a trail down across her neck, shoulders, and chest and onto her
left breast until my mouth found its destination at her nipple.  I felt her
take in a sharp breath as I gently bit her nipple then covered it with my
mouth and tongue as I sucked hungrily at it.  I continued my downward trek
down her stomach, grazing her bronzed skin with my tongue.  I briefly
kissed her belly button.  When I got down to her thong, I looked up at her
and she caught my eye.  She was breathing heavily now, and she looked like
she was going to squirm out of her skin as I took the fabric of her thong
in my teeth and started pulling it off.  After I got it around her feet I
moved my way back up positioning myself under her.  I nibbled softly at
each inner thigh.  Then I caught my first glance of her awaiting sex.  She
kept herself totally shaved and her lips were glistening with her cum.  She
shivered as my tongue made its first contact.  I let my tongue glide its
way around her moistened pussy, seeking out her clit.  I gave it gentle
flicks with my toungue.  I could tell she was liking this as she started
bucking against my face for more.  I granted her request by slowly
inserting two fingers inside of her as I continued lapping at her clit.  It
wasn't long before her moans turned into cries of pleasure and I felt the
insides of her pussy tighten around my fingers as a trickle of cum
signified her orgasm.  I took my fingers out of her and brought them to my
mouth and licked them clean.  I then worked my way back up to Stevie's
mouth and gave her a wet sloppy kiss, letting her taste herself.

After we broke the kiss Stevie wasted no time in giving my ass a little
spank, flipping me over and pulling my panties off.  Surprised yet again by
her eagerness, she dove right into my pussy, licking it and kissing it as
she had been kissing me earlier.  I was faintly aware of the sounds
escaping me, but I was mostly hung up on how wonderful this felt.  It had
been far too long since a total hottie had made me feel this good.  She
began to take the opposite approach that I had.  She started fucking me
with her tongue, plunging it deep inside me and then out again, doing this
at various speeds.  She had taken her thumb, moistened it with my juices,
and began rubbing it against my clit.  This woman was damn good for a
"virgin"!  My orgasm came and subsided in a wave of carnal bliss.  We got
under the covers of the bed and held each other close as we caught our
breath.  Finally, I spoke.

"Was it what you expected it would be?" I asked.

"No." she replied softly.

I stiffened.  "No??"

"No.  It was so much better than I ever imagined it could be.  Thank you
for letting me experience this with you."

I smiled.  "The pleasure was all mine, believe me."

Stevie laughed.  "I have some big decisions ahead of me now, you know."

"Yes, you do.  But for now let's enjoy what we have right here, right now."
In response, Stevie kissed me once again, then cuddled up to me with her
face nuzzled in my neck, and we held each other until we fell asleep.