“Yes please.” Her voice broke, and I felt as much heard the panic behind it. I had always been with confident men that came to my bed and demanded things from me. My male clients never showed concern over getting caught. They acted like they had every right to live their lives the way they wanted. I intended for Jane to feel that way too.
I filled two wine glasses and took a seat next to her. I handed her one glass, and she immediately took a large sip. She leaned her head back and sighed. I faced her on the couch pulling my feet beneath me as I got comfortable. Holding my glass with one hand, I leaned into the sofa and started to take the bobby pins out of her hair. She was way too stuffy, and her tight bun only emphasized it.
The vein on her neck jumped at my touch, but she didn’t move. Instead, she watched me as I took the pins out one at a time. I gave her an easy smile and went about taking care of her. She returned the smile, and her whole face seemed to soften as I ran my fingers through her gorgeous thick hair. It was a shame she had kept it up.
Jane sighed, and my heart beat a little heavier. I stared into her eyes then softly caressed her cheek then down her neck. She drew in a breath when I plucked the first button on her silk blouse. It was buttoned up to her chin, and I couldn’t imagine how suffocating it must have felt to wear all day. But then again, I wouldn't have any idea. The last time I dressed up as a business woman was for play time with my ex-boyfriend and I never wore anything for long.
I undid another, and with each button, I opened I notice her pulse beat a little faster. I didn't want her to be afraid; I wanted her to enjoy it. I kept going hoping that if she didn't like it, she would say something.
But she didn't.
I pulled her shirt out of her skirt and finished unbuttoning her top. Seeing her relaxed and noticing how her chest rose and fell turned me on. I’d never had the desire to be with a woman and I had assumed I would look at this as a job. I didn’t expect to get so excited, but Jane was beautiful.
Her hair hung down around her shoulders and chest in soft curls from being in a bun. She wore a plain white bra underneath her top, and as I pushed aside her blouse, I took in the beauty of her skin. She had flawless skin as if it had never seen the sun. With every second, I was amazed that she picked me and I got to see her like this.
Her eyes followed every movement I made and when her eyes met mine. I leaned forward and touched my lips to hers. She sucked in a breath that I had exhaled. Her lips were soft and when I pulled away my lips gloss shined on her pink lips. I set my wine glass on the coffee table and took hers and did the same. Then I slid off the couch until I was kneeling in front of her. I pushed her thighs apart as far as her tight skirt would allow and leaned forward.
I wanted to kiss her again. I wanted to find out how she tasted. I ran my hand behind her neck and drew her closer running my fingers through her hair. She moaned as our mouths met again. It was a light kiss until I ran my tongue along her lip and she opened for me. Our tongues met. She seemed reserved at first, but she let me explore her mouth.
Her lips were warm against mine and tasted of wine. Our kiss was different than anything I had experienced before.
Softer.
Erotic.
I was used to men who took, but she gave. Another moan sounded in the room and I realized it was me. I heard my blood pumping in my ears as our kiss deepened. I wanted more, and she gave it to me. My hand slid from her neck down the center of her chest, lightly skimming her skin. When I felt her heart beat beneath my fingers, I moved my hand to cover her breast over her bra. Her nipple beaded beneath my touch.
I separated our mouths long enough to examine her bra. To my relief, it had a front closure, so it took seconds to undo it. I moved one cup to the side allowing me to see one perfectly shaped mound. Her breasts were small, less than a handful, but beautiful. When my thumb circled her dark pink nipple, she turned to putty in my hands.
Leaning back, she moaned, and I took the opportunity to kiss her neck then down her chest. I left a trail of small kisses and red lip gloss all the way down until I reached one puckered nipple that I sucked into my mouth. For the first time, I understood why men had always loved my breasts. They were incredibly sexy.
Jane squirmed on the couch, and I knew exactly how she felt. I was getting excited just touching her. I worried that my soaked panties would seep through my silk dress.
She held my head to her chest, and I sucked and licked and grazed my teeth along her beautiful breasts. Then I kissed my way to the other side, the gloss from my lips already warn off. I pushed away her bra cup until it hung at her side and did the same treatment to her other breast. She moaned, and I felt her heart race with every lick.
When I pulled my mouth away, her tits shined under the soft lighting. Her eyes met mine, and I could see the unasked question.
She was ready for more.
I stood and took her hand in mine then walked us towards the bedroom. She kicked off her shoes on the way, and I couldn’t stop myself from watching her tits bounce with her every movement. I questioned why I never found breasts as enticing as I did at that moment. They were so feminine and soft. Something I didn’t know I had ever desired.
4
Jane’s hand tightened around mine as we entered the bedroom and her jaw dropped. I had prepared the room before she arrived. Every flat surface held a couple of lit votive candles, and roses sat atop a dresser, the scent filling the room. When her eyes landed on the bed, she drew in a soft breath. Wanting to make tonight perfect, I switched the cotton hotel sheets for satin and had turned down the bed.
After turning around and taking it all in, Jane’s eyes returned to mine heated and filled with lust and desire.
I wanted to tell her, Yes. I will take care of you. Instead, I pulled her closer until we were face to face. Our chests touched with every deep breath. Releasing her hand, I took a moment to calm myself. My heart beat so heavy in my chest, I thought for sure she could hear it, but she didn’t seem to notice.
Wordlessly, Jane’s eyes followed my hands as I helped her out of her blouse and bra. My fingers lingered on her puckered nipples, but I needed another taste. I swiped my tongue across her breasts sucking at them until she gripped my hips. Her fingers dug into my skin.
God, I had never experienced something as intense and sexy as that moment. I wanted her, and I needed her to touch me.
Moaning, Jane pushed out her chest in obvious need.
A strange sense of pride washed over me as her breaths grew heavier. She bit those scrumptious lips I desperately wanted to taste again.
“Don’t move,” I whispered against her neck before placing a wet kiss on her cheek. Moving behind her, I trailed my hand across her body until I reached her back. I was dying to see her naked and needed to remove her skirt and panties.
Standing behind her, I trailed my hand down her back until I came to the zipper on her skirt. As I left a trail of kisses down her back, I lowered her skirt and had her step out of it. Her basic white panties matched her plain bra. It made me wonder why a beautiful woman would hide behind severe clothing and boring lingerie.
I gripped her hips and turned her around, so she faced me. Still on my knees, my nerves made a physical appearance. My fingers shook as I slid my fingers between her hips and her panties then drew them down.
It was like unwrapping a special gift. Jane was beautiful. Top to bottom. From her small breasts to thin waist down to the trimmed patch of hair covering her pussy. Even her toes were sexy with red toe polish.
Once I helped her out of her panties, I looked up at her, but she wasn’t smiling. Had I already done something wrong? Her legs shook, and her voice strained as she spoke. “I’ve never been with a woman.”
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I had wondered why she chose that moment and with me. I didn’t have to wait long to find out the answer. “I’ve always been attracted to women, but I’ve only been with men. I…” Jane stared off as she drew in a ragged breath. When her eyes returned t
o mine, she finished speaking. “I wanted to experience being with a woman at least once before….” Shaking her head, she didn’t finish her sentence.
As much as I had wanted to find out why, I understood she wasn’t ready to talk. So I asked, “Would you like me to continue?”
Staring down at me while I knelt in front of her, she ran her fingers through my hair drawing out a sigh from me. It felt amazing having her touch me. “Yes,” she breathed out.
“Good.” I smiled then my eyes trailed down her body until I came face to pussy with her gorgeous lower lips. Her desire shimmered in the candle light.
She was already wet.
Thank God!
I must have been doing something right.
With Jane’s admission whirling in my head, I wanted to do everything right to make her first time amazing. I wanted it as much for me as for her.
My lips pressed against her flat, lower belly. Then with my tongue, I licked down until I tasted her shining wet slit. I had never tasted anything like it.
I knew how I tasted since I kissed more than one mouth that had gone down on me, but it was slightly different tang. Once again, I understood why men liked pussy and eating out a girl. I wanted more, and I just began.
With both hands, I gripped her thighs spreading them for me. With the tips of my fingers, I opened her up and took another taste. I was met with a softness that my tongue never experienced before. Add the taste of her, and I could fill my panties get wetter with desire.
My own excitement was becoming distracting. I needed to touch myself to ease the growing ache. My poor pussy. Jane must have noticed me squirming and said, “We should move to the bed.” She put a hand out to help me stand. Her fingers lingered as we walked to the bed.
I expected her to lay down. Instead her hands went to my hips, and she slowly drew my dress up and over my head. My stomach twisted with nerves when I stood before her wearing panties with a noticeable wet spot and a bra that was just for show.
She took her time gliding her hands around me as if to hug me then undid my bra. I let it fall to the floor very aware that she couldn’t seem to take her eyes off my breasts.
I watched as her tongue peeked out to wet her lips as she palmed my breasts then pinched my nipples. Never in my life had I been so desperate for someone or needed to fuck someone this bad. If I had my way, she would be on the bed legs spread with me licking her slit.
No longer able to let her do all the touching, I mimicked her movements. “You’re so beautiful, Angel,” she said with a soft and achy voice. I wondered how long she had wanted to be with a woman and how long she had kept her desires back. And why would she?
As I stepped closer, I wrapped a hand around her neck and drew her closer until our lips met. Our tongues met in a passionate kiss. I slowly walked her back until her legs hit the bed never releasing her lips until she fell back.
Jane moved to the middle of the bed then with a slight smile, she opened her thighs giving me the full vision of her.
The very sight of her made me groan. Her small breasts rose and fell with her deep breaths and her nipples pebbled as I took her in.
Incredible.
Beautiful.
Perfect.
Jane was so many things at that moment. I couldn’t understand why she didn’t already have a woman appreciating everything she had to offer. Her outward appearance was uptight but beneath the façade was all softness and curves. From head to toe, she was all sex appeal. Maybe she needed someone to show her this side of her. If that was the case, I was glad she had picked me.
Lifting her foot, I placed small kisses on each of her toes then trailed up her leg then did the same with her other leg. Each time I neared her pussy with my hands and mouth, her legs shook. A wet spot formed beneath her. Her hands gripped the sheets until her knuckles were white when I reached her pussy again.
With one hand, I opened her up and got a beautiful vision of a flower. “Jane, you make me wet just looking at you.”
She released a whimper and her toes curled.
Jane was absolutely amazing.
I lightly licked her, just skimming around the pink nub with the tip of my tongue. Her back bowed pushing her pussy against my face. With my own growing need, I licked her with the same intensity that I needed. My fingers dug into her thighs as I held her legs apart. The sound of her panting pushed me forward.
My own need could no longer be ignored. It dripped down my thighs making me aware of how badly I needed to touch myself. It was too distracting so with Jane’s taste on my tongue and lips, I removed my face from her pussy. Quickly, I moved until I was kneeling between her thighs.
Breathing heavy, her eyes followed my hand as I slid my fingers beneath my panties. “Oh, God!” I cried out. I envisioned my fingers were hers and she was touching me.
A small tear fell to the side of her face as she watched me finger myself. I didn’t want to stop, I was too close to coming, but I reminded myself that tonight wasn’t about me. I could take care of my release after she left for the evening.
Just as I moved to pull my hand out, she lifted onto her elbows and shook her head. “I want to watch you.”
Fuck.
Did she say what I thought she said?
“Take off your panties and let me watch.”
She did.
Not wasting a second, I climbed off the bed and slid my soaked panties down my legs. Once I kicked them away, I returned to my position between Jane's thighs.
This time I wasn’t the only one self-pleasuring. Jane touched herself as she spoke just above a whisper. “Angel, I want you to come. Then I want you to make me come.”
Oh, Fuck!
This gorgeous woman was killing me.
I smiled as I kneaded my breast with one hand as I slid my other down my stomach until I reached my dripping bare pussy. My clit practically hummed from excitement but I didn’t touch it right away. If I had, I would have come within seconds. Instead, I put on a show for Jane. I needed as much wanted her to desire and get excited by me.
My fingers slid inside easily, and each time I pumped my fingers in and out, I moaned. So did Jane. With her lust filled gazed she did the same. Our eyes connected in a heated stare. That moment was life changing for me.
I had never understood myself so well as in that moment. My ideas of sex and sexuality shifted. Changed. The more excited I got, the more I wanted to explore and try new things.
I felt almost wild and free as I touched myself and watched Jane do the same. When I felt my orgasm coming, I flicked my clit and came with the strongest orgasm I had ever experienced. It came in waves one right after the other until I was spent.
I fell forward. My head lay on her stomach as I drew in ragged breaths. When Jane’s fingers ran through my hair, I realized she hadn’t come. She still had one hand between us touching herself. Jane's whimpers grew louder as she undulated against her hand.
Breathing in her scent, I pushed her hand away from where I wanted my mouth. I laid between her thighs and licked her. I opened her up and pumped a finger into her soft pussy the way I had done to mine.
Jane cried out when I added another finger. I licked her but avoided her clit until she screamed, “Please, Angel. Make me come. I need…” she panted. “Please,” she begged, tears pooling in her eyes.
With both our hearts racing, I licked her clit then placed my lips over it and sucked. She pumped her hips against my face and fingers until she screamed my name over and over.
Sweat dripped off both of us as I pulled my soaked fingers out of her pussy. With drowsy eyes, she smiled as I licked each finger tasting her one more time.
I had no idea where she got the energy, but she sat up and reached for me, pulling me up until I was on top of her chest to chest. With her breasts pressed against mine and her thighs wrapped around my waist, Jane ignited my desire once again.
Jane’s mouth lazily kissed mine as her hands caressed my back. “Thank you, Angel” I smiled and kis
sed her back as we both began undulating against each other.
To my relief, we weren’t done.
I slid down her body just enough until I could put my mouth around her amazing tits. I licked and sucked and fucked her again with my fingers until she cried out. Then without warning, she rolled us over until she was braced above me. I wasn’t sure what she was doing until she gave me a mischievous smile and began kissing my now sweaty body.
Jane sucked my nipples into her warm mouth drawing out a moan from both of us. Everything she did lit me up. I felt her touch everywhere.
After giving my other breast the same attention, she scooted down the bed until her face was over my bare pussy.
“I want to try it too. Do you mind?” Jane asked.
Did she expect me to say no? I needed her as much as she had needed me.
“Please,” I begged.
5
Jane licked her lips then did the same to my lower lips. I became acutely aware of each slide of her tongue. With a delicate touch, she slid her fingers inside me as she sucked on my already sensitive clit. It took a few minutes of her ministrations for me to come. My orgasm wasn’t nearly as strong as the first, but it did rock my world.
My body felt heavy and satiated. But I managed to smile as Jane left small kisses all over my body. Her shy smile was incredible, and I knew exactly what she felt. Making a client come gave me an unexpected jolt of power.
I always wondered if it would feel the same way when I had sex with someone I loved. Love was something else I had never experienced. Physical attraction had always been my only draw. Which explained why none of my relationships ever lasted long.
Jane fell to the side to lay next to me on the king size bed. Both of us were a sight. Naked, sweaty and breathing heavy. Every straight man’s fantasy. And lesbian's too, I guessed.
And now mine.
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