Fond Memories

The other night, my husband and I were relaxing in the hot tub and sipping a little warm red wine as we so often do these days. Well, you know how that goes. We've had an open marriage for years, so we started amusing ourselves by sharing some or our more interesting sexual escapades.

My turn came, so I told him about my first lesbian experience. One cold and windy night a couple of years ago a girlfriend and I went out on the town and wound up in one of those alternate lifestyle clubs along the strip. We just wanted to check the place out, so in we went, both of us feeling a little self conscious about being in an environment where we didn't think we belonged- sort of like spies, you know. It had just started to rain, but we weren't going let that spoil or evening. We dashed from the car, through the rainy parking lot, escaping the red and yellow lights winking in the shiny pools of standing water.

We were in a Devil-may-care mood as we entered the warm, moist atmosphere of the club, shaking the water from our coats. What a rush! Colored lights, blaring music, and wall to wall bodies swaying, hot pressed around a central stage all watching the performer singing her heart out. I always liked torch singers, and this one was on fire.

Now, I'm a drop-dead attractive blond with long hair and expressive green eyes. I'm five foot-two inches of pure sexy, or should I say wanton woman all the way from head to foot, and I turn heads wherever I go. All my life, men have tried to lure me into their beds, and I was used to being a sex object. That was all right with me, and I gave as good as I got. To me, men were sex objects too. However, it was to be a little different here, as I was soon to discover. Trying to inch my way up to the stage to see who was singing that sultry song, I found myself behind a tall, dark-haired lady of some stature. I tried to squeeze by her, but when she felt my presence, she turned to look, or should I say stare at me. She had ruby-red lips with coal black hair, and eyes that looked right through me all the way to my soul. Startling, she was. I had never seen anyone quite like here and was instantly fascinated by her, wondering what she was gong to do next.

After a couple seconds, she flashed me a smile and eased aside to let me in front of her. As I stepped past, nodding my head in thanks, she took my hand in hers then leaned over and kissed me lightly on the cheek. I couldn't believe she did that! Neither could I believe how it made me feel. Imagine a good-looking woman making a pass at me! That had never happened before, so I didn't quite know how to react. No problem, my body was reacting for me, as I could feel the warmth rising between my legs. I looked deeply into her ink-black eyes, and as I did, she kissed me full on the lips. Turned on, I pressed into her as her tongue insinuated itself into my mouth between my parted lips. At the same time, she leaned forward, and I could feel her leg slip between mine so my shaved pussy pressed hard on her bare thigh. That did It, and in an instant, we were in passionate embrace, her arms wrapped tightly around me, my moist pussy grinding into her offered thigh. Her long tongue reached down my throat, and I found myself trying to swallow it.

Coming up for air, I brushed aside a lock of my hair and asked her name, "My goodness, girlie, who are you?" Smiling warmly, she answered, "Just call me Donna, I've been waiting for you." I told her my name was Bunny, and said I was glad she did. "Hello, Bunny. You taste good." I just nestled in to her. Well, I won't kid you, she made me hot and I was getting wet too. My love juices had begun to flow and dampen my thighs. Strange! The lights seemed to dim, and the music became muted. It was like I was under water in a warm pool. I was there, but not quite. Something to do with my blood pressure, I think.

Changes were occurring within me, and a part of me, long hidden was emerging from the darkness of suppression. It was like a closet door opening, letting the light stream in full force awakening me to the power of sexual fulfillment. Momentarily confused, I held on to her, trying to get my bearings and figure out what was going on. She must have understood as she cuddled me and held me close as my passion rose, strange thoughts and desires streaming through my shocked consciousness. I wanted to feel her silky tongue on my clit, as I savored licking her pussy.

Like I said, I'm a sexy woman, but I'd always been with men before and dressed to tease them. I'm the sensual type of woman and don't like underwear, so I go bare or wear a minimal thong and no bra. My breasts stand up nicely, so such a cumbersome and confining device isn't necessary. Besides, I like the feel of the soft material of my whispy top brushing against my nipples as I move to and fro. I think it's fun to be almost naked in public, so I select the shortest, lowest cut micro mini skirt possible, exposing my belly button while the hem rides just a couple of inches below my shaved pussy. If I choose to ware panties at all, I favor those newfangled thongs with the little string running up between the cheeks of my firm ass. Ha, ha, they are fun, and just to be wicked, I've sewn a bead on that string in line with my asshole that excites me when I move, my buns rubbing together, making it tickle and tease as I walk. I can also flick the flap aside to expose my shaved pussy any time I want to make it accessible in a hurry.

I looked over at my husband just then, and could see that familiar gleam in his eyes. I knew what he was thinking, so I reached down to find his hard dick rising to the occasion. I knew I had him hooked with my story, so slowly stroking his rapidly growing member, I continued on, delighted with his spontaneous reaction.

Well, it was obvious the black-haired woman wanted to have sex with me about as much as I wanted to feel her sweet tongue licking my engorged clit, so it came as no surprise when she asked me to go into the lady's room with her. I was really getting into it, high on anticipation, as we worked our way back through the buzzing crowd toward the restroom, me being a little weak in the knees. As to be expected, there was a line at the door, and giggling, I realized that those other randy ladies were in a hurry to get in there too. The waiting seemed to pass in an instant as we were deeply engrossed in each other, kissing, holding, and feeling the wonders of each other. I felt Donna's hand slip under the hem of my ultra short skirt to check the wetness of my hungry pussy. That was OK, with me, knowing she wanted some and was in a hurry to get at it. That just made me hotter, as I fantasized about her pretty tongue working on my steamy clit.

Feeling her urgency, I just perceptibly parted my legs to give her better access when I felt her other hand slide into the crack of my ass only to find the bead that pleasured my asshole. Pushing it aside, I felt her dip her social finger into my cunt to pick up some love juice. Then when her finger was nice and slick, she began to massage the rim of my asshole before inserting it deep within. That felt wonderful! One of her fingers filled my pussy, the other filled my ass. She pressed tightly and actually picked me up off the floor, so I was setting in the cradle of her hands. This coupled with her tongue down my throat almost made me cum right there and then. If we hadn't just then reached the restroom door, I would have let fly with it.

Well, we entered the restroom and found an empty stall. In we went and locked the door behind us. The stall was extra large, so we had plenty of room to maneuver, our lust growing by the minute. My black-haired lover, Donna, then pushed me up against the john, flipped up my top and began sucking my nipples, drawing them deep into her mouth, one and then the other. Her lightning fast, hot tongue flashed around my areolas, and that made my nipples stand up and become as hard as pencil erasers. I groaned with delight every time her silky tongue passed over one of them. It felt wonderful, feeling her licking and sucking my breasts, and my love juices were gushing, tiny drops wetting the inside of my supple thighs, the lust making my eyes roll back in my head. My pussy ached for love, and moaning, I was on fire.

Donna sensed that I was more than ready so she lifted me up on the commode so I was standing on the seat, flipped aside my tiny, dripping thong, and placed her luscious lips upon my electric pussy. I felt an explosion of ecstasy, rockets flared, and I could hear trumpets and drum rolls echoing through my fevered brain as I felt her passion for me all focused upon my hard little clit. Oh, that long tongue of hers shot deep into my hole as I gasped in pleasure, then back it went to my clit where it worked me to full orgasm before I knew what had happened.

By then, all I could hear was the beating of my heart and the rushing of my blood through my veins. I could no longer hear the music, the talking and moaning of the others, nor could I even see the lights. I just felt Donna's lovely tongue driving my pulsing clit wild with passion and delight. Like a mighty rushing river, the roar of my blood in my ears was almost deafening, and my body convulsed with heaves and spasms of emotion as my muscles stiffened building tension for my ultimate climax. The sheer naughtiness of having my pussy licked and sucked by another woman made it all the more fantastic, and I was free on the winds of ecstasy. Then, legs spread wide and freed of all constraint, I came so hard, I almost passed out. Time stood still as the hot waves of ecstasy echoed against my stunned consciousness like the surf pounding shoreline rocks. Imagine! Little old blond me being licked to the heights of a fantastic orgasm by another beautiful woman! I loved it, and to show it, I pressed her lovely head tight against my aching pussy. I let out a long, slow moan as I had one of the best orgasms of my life, and I came in her lovely face.

As soon as I finished, she stood up, licking her lips and set me on the john. Then, after a long kiss, I began to suck her beautiful tits for all I was worth. Oh, those hard nipples and tiny areolas were beautiful. I sucked her tits hard, licking them all over and then pulling them one and then the other into my own mouth, taking in as much of her as I could. The feel of her soft skin on my tongue was delightful as was her taste. Then after a short while, she stood up, lifted one leg over my shoulder and pressed my face into her excited pussy.

For the first time in my life, I felt another woman's salty love juice on my tongue, and I loved it. My tongue, like a fiery torch set her ablaze, and she whimpered and moaned as I flicked my tongue all around inside her, exploring her tasty pussy. Oh, I licked and sucked and finally went to work on her hard little clit, first licking it and then sucking it proper while she cradled my head in her hands, ran her fingers through my hair and pressed my face harder into her wide-open, exposed slit.

I was lost in her juicy pussy enjoying it totally, lapping it up like I'd never get any more. Oh, it was good! She had this way of arching her hips, offering even more of her loveliness to me, so I went for it. More is better! She had a ripe, full ass, and I held it in both hands one hand cupping one cheek the other fondling its lovely counterpart.

She started getting really excited then, working her pelvis harder, moving her pussy up and down on my tongue, faster and faster, grinding it into my face. I could hear her breath coming harder then, lungs working like bellows, sucking in air trying to oxygenate her muscles as they worked overtime, powering her pussy. I slipped my wet middle finger into her asshole and moved it around, feeling the tightness of it. Then came the moan. At first, it was almost a whisper and then a full- fledged out-and-out animal moooaaaan. It came near steady too, except when she gulped in another lung-full of air. It came out sorta like, "Uhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhh!" Then, she started talking to me, saying stuff like, "Oh baby! That's right, honey-love. Suck me sweet baby. Lick my clit! Make me cum for you. Mummmm!"

I had a pretty good idea as to what she was feeling, as I had just been up on that cloud, myself. That's why I went after it even harder, as hard as I could. I wanted her to cum. At that moment, her cumming was the driving force of my life. She would have made a good opera singer, as when she did let loose and cum for me, she voiced her opinion as to its quality so all could hear. Other ladies were cumming too, so the noise didn't bother anyone, in fact, it probably spurred many of them on to greater heights of glory.

Ha, ha, that was quite a night. My husband was rock hard now, so I took his hard cock in my mouth and sucked it for a moment before climbing on for a good midnight ride. I guess my story got me a little worked up too. Later he asked me what had happened to my girlfriend that rainy night? "Oh," I told him, "She got indoctrinated too. She drew a red-head." "Say." asked my husband, "Didn't you two spend this afternoon together?" I smiled and answered, "We, sure did. You bet, we sure did."