A Long List of Firsts: A Carlsbad Village Lesbian Romance

by Sabrina Kane

  Removing her tongue, she then pulled softly on Rachel’s folds with her lips, sliding her tongue over them while they were captured within her mouth.

  “Ainsley! My fucking…oh fuck!”

  Ainsley snaked her arm around Rachel’s waist to slow the motion of the other woman’s hips because now was the time she wanted more control…

  Using the flat of her tongue, Ainsley started at Rachel’s leaking opening and sloooowly licked upwards. She felt Rachel trembling and she knew that Rachel was aware of what was about to happen. Soft, little mewling sounds were escaping from Rachel’s lips as Ainsley continued that slooooow slide up until finally her tongue made contact with Rachel’s hard and swollen clit.

  Suddenly, Rachel’s hands were in Ainsley’s hair, fingers entangled in her locks as she grunted in undisguised longing while Ainsley swiped the quivering bud with her tongue.

  “Ainsley!” Rachel all but screamed, holding Ainsley’s face tight against her sex.

  Ainsley gave the clit a few more swipes and then circled it with her tongue a couple of times and then finally just wrapped her lips around it and sucked it softly. Meanwhile, her own clit was a swollen, throbbing entity in her panties as Rachel reacted with inhuman sounds to Ainsley’s ministrations.

  “Oh fuck!...Ains!...Oh fuck!...I’m gonna come again!...Oh fuuuuck!”

  Ainsley felt Rachel’s body jolt and then start to quake.

  “I’m cominnnnnnnng!”

  Then Rachel’s pussy was spasming against Ainsley’s face and she felt more of the redhead’s arousal spurt against her chin.

  Ainsley made sure the orgasm had a good grip on her lover before she let go of the clit and stuck her tongue once more past Rachel’s opening to swirl around inside that flooded core. Through it all, Rachel kept her fingers in Ainsley’s hair while rocking her pussy against Ainsley’s face, grunting, moaning, gasping as she rode out the climax.

  When it was finally done, Rachel’s hands practically fell out of Ainsley’s hair as her arms and the rest of her body went limp. Then Ainsley pulled back, cognizant of the fact that Rachel’s pussy was probably too sensitive now to take much more attention. So she sat up, wiping the lower half of her face that was glossed with Rachel’s come and just looked down and admired the beautiful, nude, quivering woman sharing this limo ride back to Carlsbad with her.

  Chapter 17

  Did another person just make her come three times in one night? Rachel wondered as her mind finally recovered enough of its usual aptitude once the sensations from the latest orgasm subsided.

  And was that other person really a woman?

  And was she really completely naked in the back of a limo speeding along the highway?

  “Best Valentine’s Day ever!” she murmured, loving how Ainsley laughed at the repetition of her earlier statement.

  And, Rachel continued wondering, was she really wanting more?

  Usually, two was enough for her. But then again, that was always by her own hand. One could typically satisfy her, two if she was really horny (or left dissatisfied by one of her male lovers)…but three?

  Guess it just takes the right person.

  She felt Ainsley’s hand on her thigh and it was like the woman’s touch, no matter where it was on her body, was always directly connected to her center.

  “Hey,” Ainsley whispered. “We’re almost there. Better get dressed.”

  Rachel nodded.

  “But just so you know…I’m not done with you,” she said before reluctantly sitting up.

  “Is that so?” Ainsley asked. And suddenly they were kissing, Rachel completely nude, Ainsley fully dressed, Rachel tasting herself on Ainsley’s lips. But Ainsley was right; she needed to get dressed. A peek out the window was enough for her to recognize they were close to the Carlsbad Village Drive exit.

  She decided to not bother with her underwear, pulling on her dress over her naked form, jamming her bra and panties into her purse. Once again, she and Ainsley had some cleaning up to do. Rachel was quite frankly amazed at the wet spot she had left on the leather seat but also turned on by it. Ainsley had done that to her! Ainsley had made her core produce all that!

  It was just like in Sally’s Jillian Ashley books. All those lesbian characters who practically gush out come!

  When the limo stopped in front of Rachel’s house, they were ready to get out. Rachel knew her dress provided enough coverage of her bra-less girls to not worry as she exited the limo and thanked the driver, who handed Ainsley a small duffel bag as the doctor got out of the car, Rachel figuring that was her overnight bag.

  As she walked, Rachel felt more of her arousal dripping out of her, sticking to her legs. It was really unprecedented for her! Of course she’d been turned on before but this was beyond turned on and she needed to get Ainsley inside. Now!

  Once the front door was closed behind them, Rachel eyeballed Ainsley. She could recognize the feeling within herself which told her that she was in full-on predator mode. And this was after having already had three orgasms!

  Why wasn’t she sleepy? Why wasn’t she feeling like she just wanted to veg out on the sofa watching trashy TV? That’s how she usually felt after getting herself off, whether it was once or twice. But now…

  Ainsley cocked an eyebrow at her.

  “Are you going to give me a tour of your house?” she asked with a smirk.

  Taking Ainsley’s hand, Rachel said, “Fuck that!” and led her guest to the only room worth seeing on the tour.

  Rachel, feeling ultra-aggressive, did not fuck around with getting Ainsley’s clothes off and fortunately, Ainsley didn’t protest.

  “God, I can’t believe how fucking unbelievably gorgeous you are!” Rachel couldn’t help exclaiming. The tall and nude Ainsley was a vision and Rachel, almost as if bidden by an unseen force, fell to her knees before her. It didn’t seem odd to her to do so. It seemed instead as if it was the only proper thing to do.

  Her hands went straight to Ainsley’s ass and cupped the round cheeks while her mouth went straight to placing gentle kisses on Ainsley’s abs, her tongue occasionally poking into the surgeon’s navel, her nostrils flaring because she was so close to Ainsley’s aroused sex that its wonderfully musky and feminine aroma was making itself known.

  She decided that now was the time.

  She had tasted Ainsley’s nectar on her fingers and now she wanted it from the source. Nonetheless, she was worried. In her mind, this one last act—going down on a woman—was the ultimate test. It was the most intimate act she could imagine doing to someone of her own sex, but it was an act she had never conceived of doing before. For all she knew, this could be her stopping point, the one thing she’d be unable to do, the Waterloo of this new relationship with Ainsley.

  And how would Ainsley react if that was the case?

  She knew from discussions with Amy that there were actually lesbians who did not like eating out other women. Amy had apparently dated one and judging by Amy’s telling of the tale, had not been at all happy about it at the time! Even Rachel had been confused when Amy told her of such women. After all, she had always thought that going down on each other was just something lesbians did! Like, there couldn’t be lesbian sex without it!

  Is that what Ainsley would think if she was unable to do this one final act? This one final test of her capability to have a sex life with a woman? Would Ainsley think that there could be no future with her without the possibility of anything oral happening?

  Well…she was about to find out…

  Looking up at Ainsley who was staring down at her from between those perfect breasts, she said, “Bed.”

  Again, Ainsley offered no protest. She just stepped away from Rachel and got up on the mattress.

  Rachel stood and hurriedly removed her dress, loving how Ainsley’s eyes widened to take in the sight of her nudity. And then, without saying a word, she took hold of Ainsley’s left leg and pushed it up until the knee was raised and Ainsley’s foot was flat on the mattress.
She then repeated the act with Ainsley’s right leg and made sure it was spread away from the left leg. And now Ainsley was exposed.

  Rachel didn’t know what a so-called beautiful pussy looked like. She supposed the definition changed depending on who was doing the looking. But because it was her doing the looking in this case, Ainsley’s pussy was beautiful.

  Pink, with folds that were glistening, shining, really, with her liquid excitement. And a clit that was so obviously swollen it was like a beacon, demanding attention!

  Honestly, how do guys not know where that is?

  And that neatly trimmed landing strip of soft creamed-coffee curls on Ainsley’s mound! It was the only bit of hair visible between Ainsley’s legs! Why was it so sexy?

  Rachel didn’t care why. Right now, all she cared about was that for the first time ever, another woman’s pussy was in her bed, displayed for her to see, and she was salivating at the sight.

  She lowered herself to the mattress, putting her head between Ainsley’s legs. And now her mouth was kissing Ainsley’s mound along the edge of that strip of curls and with each kiss, Ainsley whimpered.

  So far, so good, Rachel considered. She wasn’t stopping nor was she forcing herself to continue. She wanted to be down here! The full force of Ainsley’s aroma, this close to Ainsley’s core, was actually turning her on more, making her clit pulse, making even more of her juices flow from within.

  And now she wanted Ainsley in her mouth!

  When her lips and tongue made contact with Ainsley’s most intimate flesh, Rachel hummed in delight as the tastes she had orgasmed to when they were on her fingers during the limo ride were now coming into her mouth directly from where Ainsley’s body was producing them!

  “Rachel!” Ainsley called out. “Oh god…”

  Rachel knew she was woefully inexperienced at what she was about to try but she just went on instinct. Her tongue slid inside Ainsley’s opening and the tastes exploded in her mouth! Tangy, salty, creamy, sweet and…sex! That was the only word to describe that taste! It was the taste of sex! And it was coating her tongue and she wasn’t repulsed and she wasn’t turned off. She was loving it.

  And the sense of power she was feeling now!

  Ainsley, that blonde Amazon goddess; that accomplished surgeon; that woman who was so intimidatingly tall and gorgeous and who could have anyone…Ainsley was a moaning, quivering, begging puddle of a woman under Rachel’s oral attentions! And Rachel was delirious with the power of it, so much so her own inner walls were beginning to flutter and her own clit felt like it was vibrating.

  She removed her tongue from inside Ainsley and replaced it with one finger, loving how Ainsley pussy shaped itself around it.

  “Oh my fuck yes!” Ainsley cried out, rocking her hips. “Another one! Fuck! Another one!”

  So Rachel inserted another finger, loving how easily it slid into the warmth of inner Ainsley.

  “Fuck! Rachel!”

  Keeping her fingers inside the other woman, Rachel decided to lick around Ainsley’s clit, remembering reading a scene in The Fordham Road Fling, where Karen did the same thing to Marisol, teasing her, priming her…

  It was obviously a good tactic because Ainsley arched her back and let out a guttural moan before eventually panting, “Please…please…please…oh my fuck please!”

  And so Rachel finally took Ainsley’s hard and engorged clit into her mouth. She sucked it, she swiped it with her tongue, she sucked it some more and she hummed against it because it tasted so damn good!

  “OH MY FUCK!!”

  The volume of Ainsley’s scream startled Rachel but not enough to make her lose her mouth’s grip on Ainsley’s button. And suddenly…

  “I’m fucking COMINNNNNNNG!”

  Rachel felt her fingers squeezed by Ainsley’s inner walls. She felt Ainsley’s opening practically spray come out and she felt Ainsley’s clit jump in her mouth as the blonde was rocked by the orgasm.

  I need to see it!

  With one last swipe of Ainsley’s clit with her tongue, Rachel pulled her face away and her fingers out and then there it was! Just like in Sally’s books. Just like Amy said it would be.

  Ainsley’s pussy was convulsing rapidly with the force of the climax, as if it was another heart beating, a steady metronomic throbbing that was visible evidence of the pleasure Ainsley was feeling.

  I did that!

  The sight was magical and hypnotizing to Rachel, something she’d never seen before but had only felt when she got herself off. But seeing it was a whole other experience! And knowing she caused it! It was sexy as fuck. Too sexy for her to control herself any longer.

  Never taking her eyes off Ainsley’s pulsing pussy and the stream of arousal coming out of it, she brought her hand between her own legs, found her clit and was climaxing hard in mere seconds, screaming just as loudly as Ainsley had.

  ***

  “Never?” Ainsley asked.

  Rachel shook her head, chuckling.

  “Not once.”

  She had just told Ainsley how she had never climaxed during sex before. Saying it out loud to another person did make it sound like fiction, though. But she also knew she wasn’t alone. Rachel didn’t know what the statistics were in the lesbian world about women not achieving orgasm during sex, but she did know that it was a common problem among straight women.

  They were now lying in Rachel’s bed, facing each other. Rachel was stroking the back of Ainsley’s neck, playing with the soft hairs her fingers found there. Ainsley’s hand was on Rachel’s hip and she was using her thumb to rub lazy circles on the smooth flesh.

  With a look of disbelief, Ainsley shook her head.

  “That is…just…I mean, I can’t even comprehend it, Rach!”

  “I believe you. And I know that all the sex guides say that you should talk to your partner if he’s not satisfying you sexually and try to work together to make adjustments but the fucked up part is, I’ve never felt serious enough with a guy to want to put forth that kind of effort.”

  “Really?”

  Rachel nodded.

  “I have a bad track record when it comes to dating men,” she said. “And I’ll acknowledge that a lot of it is my fault. I tend to go for looks and not substance. Actually, let me amend that. I tend to go for looks and then hope the substance is there. Unfortunately, in my case, I always pick the guys who have zero substance. Therefore, when it comes to working on relationship problems…”

  “Like not coming during sex,” Ainsley interjected.

  “Right. When it comes to those things, I’ve never felt bothered. Now I’m kind of mad at myself.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I’m twenty-nine. Because I’ve been having sex since I was sixteen. Yet in all these years, I never once thought to myself, ‘Hey, stupid, why don’t you start doing something different when it comes to picking men?’”

  “Well,” Ainsley began, “you’re certainly doing something different now!”

  Rachel laughed and it felt so good because during the brief review of her sexual history that she had just given Ainsley, she had started to feel a little down.

  “I certainly am,” she purred, giving Ainsley a quick peck on the lips. “Tonight has been amazing!”

  “Mm, it has,” Ainsley also purred.

  Rachel narrowed her eyes.

  “You’re not just saying that, are you?”

  “Oh, because you’re a newbie?” Ainsley asked with a devilish smirk.

  “Don’t tease, please!” Rachel replied with a laugh. “I really want to know if I made tonight amazing for you.”

  Ainsley brought her hand up to stroke Rachel’s cheek.

  “Rachel, you made tonight amazing just by answering your front door when I arrived and then letting me spend every second with you since then.”

  Rachel gasped and her heart went boom!

  “Fuck!” she exclaimed. “Sexy and romantic. But answer the question, Dr. Janowicz!”

  Ainsley laughed. />
  “Let me put it this way,” she began. “That little trick you did when you hummed while sucking my clit? Be sure you keep doing that.”

  Rachel smiled.

  “I’d like to tell you that was just pure lesbian instinct but the truth was I couldn’t help humming. You tasted so fucking good.”

  Now it was Ainsley who gasped and Rachel noticed Ainsley’s hip twitch.

  Rachel smirked.

  “Ooh! Did I cause a reaction?”

  Chapter 18

  The beeping started just as Rachel placed the plate of food in front of Ainsley the next morning.

  “Shit!” Ainsley exclaimed, getting up from the table and going to her purse, which she had brought from Rachel’s bedroom into the dining room with her.

  “Holy crap, is that a pager?” Rachel asked when Ainsley removed the small black device, silencing it and reading the tiny screen. “Those still exist?”

  Ainsley laughed.

  “Yep, they do. And now it’s usually just us doctors who have them.”

  She breathed a little easier because the code displayed on the pager was the one used for “Urgent, Not Critical” situations, which meant “Call in but don’t break any traffic laws getting here.”

  “I wondered why you kept moving your purse from room to room with you!” Rachel stated.

  “No, that was just to keep the maids at your little hotel here from stealing my stuff,” Ainsley retorted. “I need to call in. Sorry.”

  Rachel made a no worries gesture, which Ainsley appreciated. She had learned that although lots of women say they want to date doctors, that only lasted until those women actually started dating a doctor. Even though being a surgeon meant she had a little more control over her schedule, it didn’t mean that she wasn’t immune from being called into work unexpectedly.

  She picked up her iPhone, called Scripps Memorial and was immediately routed to Dr. Bassett, chief of general surgery and her direct boss. He told her that she was needed for a surgery consult for a possible colectomy.