Woman to Woman

by Tom Benson

  As Heather and Tina strolled home arm in arm after the November visit, they were chatting as normal. Tina squeezed Heather’s arm.

  “If you’d like to see an excellent night in there, they have an extension to the licence for New Year’s Eve.”

  “How long would the place be open?”

  “Well, suffice to say that there will probably be about five bar staff instead of two, and it stays busy until the middle of the night. Imagine all the questions you’d be able to ask on a night like that.” Tina laughed.

  “I just might have to take you up on the offer and go along with you.”

  “There is one drawback, depending on how you look at it—there will be a lot of hugging and kissing as the bells toll for the New Year. You’d need to be able to deal with the extra-friendliness.”

  Heather and Tina

  New Year’s Eve

  The evening of 31st December 2001 changed to the morning of 1st January 2002, and the club resounded to deafening cheers. All around the establishment couples hugged and kissed, and even people who didn’t know each other embraced briefly and kissed. A general outpouring of bonhomie was in evidence.

  Heather found herself swept into the crowd, squeezed, kissed, hugged and moved on without any control. It was a few minutes before she came face to face with a grinning Tina.

  “Happy New Year, Tina.” Heather raised her glass and clinked against her friend’s.

  “Happy New Year—here’s to new opportunities.” Tina leant forward, slipped an arm around Heather, before pecking her softly on the lips.

  Heather stood, lips slightly parted and her eyes opened wide as she stared at her companion. The remainder of the partygoers may as well have been on another planet.

  “Oh, God, I’m sorry, Heather, it just felt—”

  Heather smiled as she placed a fingertip on Tina’s lips. “It’s okay, really.” She gazed into Tina’s mischievous eyes and swallowed.

  Tina grinned. “If it was okay, would it be alright if I did it again?” She looked around at the dense crowd of happy people celebrating the new year. “Nobody would notice, and if you closed your eyes, you wouldn’t notice either.”

  “Could we find somewhere to sit, away from the bar?”

  Tina took Heather by the hand and led her through the throng to a dimly-lit area away from the bar. Due to most people being drunk or merely dancing around to enjoy the occasion, the few small booths were empty. Tina placed her glass on the table and then took Heather’s to put it there.

  “Tina—” Heather’s words were smothered by Tina’s lips as they pressed softly and only parted to let her tongue explore.

  The two women kissed passionately for several minutes, and when one of Tina’s hands glided lightly over Heather’s body, it was only natural that Heather reciprocated. They indulged each other for a while and then the kissing stopped.

  Heather lifted her drink, and as she sipped, delicate fingers gripped her other hand. She put her glass on the table. “Tina, that was … I don’t know what it was, what came over me—”

  “Nothing came over you. I kissed you, and you responded. It’s human nature, and I won’t be offended if you say you’d rather not do it again. Really, Heather—I’ve just wanted to kiss you for so long, and tonight was an opportunity I had to take. I had to hope you wouldn’t take it badly.”

  “You know I haven’t been with anybody for a long time, but it’s a lot longer since I last kissed a girl.”

  “Oh my goodness, tell me more.” Tina’s eyes opened wide.

  “I kissed another girl when I was about fifteen. We were babysitting and started messing about. I remember when we kissed the first time, it was very brief.”

  “I’ve been there, believe me—what happened next?”

  “My friend didn’t turn to face me but said she’d like to try it again, as long as we agreed not to tell anybody.” Heather smiled at the memory. “We kissed again, and I remember we gently fondled each other and it was exhilarating.”

  “Did it go any further?”

  Heather sighed. “The baby woke up, and we never got the opportunity to be alone again. After that night we were both a bit worried about being seen together too often. I know now we were silly, but we thought people would know.”

  Tina squeezed Heather’s hand. “Are you telling me that your entire lesbian experience has been a few stolen kisses as a fifteen-year-old, and then what we’ve done in this booth?”

  “I’m afraid so.” She laughed.

  “I’ll get us some more drinks—we have to get you relaxed my friend.”

  When Tina arrived back from the bar, the two women fell into an easy conversation, and Heather did indeed relax. Another drink came for both of them, courtesy of Natalie.

  “Heather my darling, this is not the alcohol talking. If Tina doesn’t make a move on you tonight, I’m taking you home with me.” She leant forward and kissed Heather lightly on the lips. Natalie winked at the pair of them and then squeezed into the crowd, smiling.

  The two friends laughed, and continued chatting and drinking for a while longer.

  “It’s half past two, and the main celebrations are over,” Tina said. “Why don’t we stroll back to the apartment and continue with a private party?”

  “Tina, I know what Natalie said, but I don’t know—” The words were stemmed by another soft kiss.

  “You don’t know unless you try, Heather.” Tina made an obvious appraisal of her companion. “If things become uncomfortable for you, we stop—okay?”

  Heather lifted her drink and downed it on one swallow, to turn and see a grinning Tina stand up.

  On the walk home, Tina had waited until they were a few minutes away from the apartment. “If this was a normal night and we were arriving home, what would you usually wear in bed?”

  “Probably just a nightie—I’m not really a pyjama person.”

  “Just a nightie—no underwear?”

  “No … no underwear. Why?”

  “I only wear a nightie.” She looked into Heather’s eyes. “I thought maybe we should get ready for bed as usual, and then ….”

  “And then … what?” Heather squinted but still smiled, nervously.

  “And then, we give each other a goodnight kiss.”

  * * *

  Heather stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. She was worrying her lower lip as she placed her hands under her ample breasts and lifted them inside the sheer pink babydoll nightie—which was all she was wearing.

  “It’s now or never, Heather, girl.” She gave herself an exaggerated smile to inspect her teeth, took a deep breath and then stepped out of the bathroom.

  Tina was standing in the hallway with her long red hair draped down over the front of her short, white nightie. Her bust was significant, but her nipples were erect and lifting the delicate material out, causing tiny creases here and there. Her arms were extended down her front, and her hands were clasped together.

  “So far, so good,” Heather whispered.

  “From this moment on, if you say stop, we stop—okay?”

  “Okay.”

  Tina held her arms out and stepped forward to embrace her flatmate and friend. When she moved her lips close to kiss Heather, she gazed into her eyes, and then when their lips met, they both closed their eyes and held each other tight.

  The pair squeezed firmly against each other so that their breasts were squashed in a warm, comfortable position. They both sent their tongues on an adventure, and nervous fingers slipped over delicate fabrics, caressing, probing, and squeezing.

  When Tina’s hands cupped Heather’s buttocks and gently eased her forward, the move was mirrored by Heather. The kiss became ever more passionate and soft moans emitted from both young women as they ground their lower bodies against each other.

  Tina broke away from the kiss, but her face was within a breath of Heather. “Now … Heather … it’s up to you … do we say goodnight here—”

  Heather moved one
hand up Tina’s back and pulled her forward to renew their kiss.

  After a short, but passionate dance of their tongues they stopped again.

  Tina stepped back and held out a hand to lead Heather to bed.

  The duvet was pushed down, and the pair embraced on the large bed. Their kisses moved to each other’s ears, neck, shoulders, and back again to a passionate, tongue-tangling session.

  Heather recognised that she was the less-experienced at such a union and was happy to be gently pushed onto her back. She gasped and panted as Tina lifted the flimsy nightie and rapidly brushed her lips over nipples, breasts and belly, before moving up for more passionate kissing.

  “Heather … I want … access … to those … gorgeous breasts.” She untied the tiny ribbon at the neck and flipped Heather’s nightie to the sides. “Oh, how I’ve wanted to … suck on these.” Tina took one nipple and then the other between her lips, and teased with the tip of her tongue.

  “Oh, Tina—”

  Tina cut off the soft moan with a passionate kiss and then stopped. “Thighs next.” She smiled and set about kissing Heather from her lips down over her breasts to her belly. At the smooth-shaven slit, she softly brushed her lips over the slightly protruding pussy lips and moved on to the glorious thighs. While Tina kissed, licked and sucked, the object of her attentions moaned softly and panted.

  “Tina … that is so—”

  Once again the words were cut off as the redhead pressed her lips to Heather’s and probed with her tongue. “Would you like to know … what it feels like … to have … a woman … tease your … clit?”

  “Yes … yes … please.”

  Tina delivered a long kiss and then set off again, but more slowly than before, nibbling, kissing, sucking and licking. She passed the now engorged pussy lips and sucked on Heather’s inner thighs, pushing them slightly until the woman on her back moved her legs wide apart offering access.

  For a few minutes, Tina kissed and teased the soaking pink petals with the tip of her tongue, not venturing inside. She moved down to kneel between Heather’s legs, before reaching up to part her pussy lips. Tina admired the glistening, soaking flesh before she moved forward and teased with the tip of her tongue, licking up one side and then the other. She pressed her lips into Heather’s treasure and sucked until her lover cried out.

  Tina licked up along the delicate pink folds until she reached the small, firm bud of flesh aching to be touched. When Tina softly kissed Heather’s clit, it produced a sudden jerk of the hips and Heather cried out for more. In response, Tina sucked the sensitive clit and held it between her lips as she teased with her tongue.

  “Oh my God—Tina.” Heather got up onto her elbows to watch as she was afforded the ultimate pleasure by another woman. “I’m coming … I’m coming—” Heather’s hips bucked involuntarily as her clit was teased and gently sucked. Her body responded to a sensation not experienced for a long time. Her juices flowed, and she cried out in ecstasy as her lover lapped at her and swallowed hungrily.

  Tina got up onto her knees and quickly removed her nightie. “Now … Heather … what would you … like to do next?”

  Heather sat up and removed her nightie completely. “Lie down … for me … and I’ll see … if … I’ve learned anything.”

  Tina moved up beside her lover and lay down, smiling up at Heather as she leant over to kiss her.

  Heather started tentatively, kissing Tina on the lips before attempting to go any further. “I really want to—”

  Tina held Heather’s face in both hands, pulled her down and kissed her deeply. “Take your time … and there’s no need … to talk.” She gave a little laugh. “Just devour me, Heather … slowly.”

  Heather kissed Tina’s ears, neck and shoulders and then moved to her large breasts, where she took time to get accustomed to what she was doing—making love with another woman. As she licked and teased Tina’s erect nipples, Heather thought back over the past few months and how she’d been able to talk to this woman about anything, including sex.

  When Heather moved up to kiss Tina, she found her lover smiling and panting.

  “Heather … I’ve dreamt of us … doing this—”

  It was Heather’s turn to end a sentence with a kiss. She moved down again, briefly sucking on Tina’s nipples and then nibbling her belly. When she reached the other woman’s thighs, and they parted, she breathed in Tina’s scent and for a moment kissed her smooth, slit, running her tongue along the protruding folds of wet, pink petals.

  Tina’s gasp and urgent moaning gave new impetus to Heather’s treatment. After a few seconds, Heather remembered how exquisitely frustrating it was to be taken so far and then deprived. She moved back to Tina’s inner thighs and sucked on them, while occasionally going up to tease the slit with her tongue.

  When Heather eventually knelt between Tina’s legs and focused her attention on her pussy, the woman on her back was thrusting her hips up and down, pleading to be pleasured. Heather delighted in using only the tip of her tongue to tease and lick her lover’s clit.

  “Please … please … Heather … make me … ahhh.”

  Heather captured Tina’s clit between her lips and sucked gently, and then as Tina’s body responded she pressed her lips firmly against the hot and soaking pussy to drive her tongue deep to slurp her lover’s juices.

  * * *

  By the time the pair were sitting opposite each other at the breakfast bar, Heather was hugely embarrassed but also pleased with what had happened in the night. She ate quietly and sipped her coffee without making eye contact with Tina.

  “Are you okay?” Tina’s hand rested on Heather’s arm.

  Heather looked up, red-faced and smiled. “I’m feeling a bit strange … you know … with the whole thing.”

  “Well, don’t run away until I tell you something.” Tina waited until they had eye contact. “Last night was only a taster if you’ll pardon the pun.” She laughed. “If you don’t want us to do any more, it’s okay—I’ll be sorry, but I’d rather you were happy. There are so many things we could do together, and I’d love to introduce you to some of them.”

  “It was the most intense lovemaking I’ve ever experienced.” Heather stared at her coffee. “What you said last night … have you honestly been dreaming about … you know—us?”

  “Yes, and although we didn’t do much, it lived up to my expectations. You were wonderful.”

  “How long have you thought about, us doing things?”

  “Only since the day you came to ask about moving in.” Tina grinned.

  “Seriously?”

  “Seriously. I’ve wanted to explore your body since the first time we sat just over there having coffee and chatting.” Tina giggled. “Have I made you feel guilty?”

  “A little bit, if I’m honest.”

  “Well, I’m afraid the penalty for such guilt is to let me sleep in your bed tonight, but I’ll let you think about whether you want to pay the price.”

  Heather blushed profusely and nodded. “I promise I’ll think about it.”

  * * *

  Every night for a week the two women made love and enjoyed each other’s bodies. For Tina, it was an opportunity to lead a new lover in the intimate games that women could play together. She would tease and please, and worship Heather’s statuesque body until she brought her to a mind-blowing climax, and then she would urge and guide her lover.

  Heather had fantasised often enough about lesbian loving, and though she’d never admitted it, the lover in recent dreams had been Tina. Having the curvy redhead eating her pussy had taken Heather to heights of sexual pleasure she’d never known before.

  It was in the second week of their relationship as lovers when Tina turned from the dresser holding a harness and a large pink phallus. “I don’t suppose you’ve ever experienced one of these?”

  Heather stared. “It looks huge.”

  “Yes, it is, and it has veins like a real one, but the difference is, it doesn’t go s
oft.” She giggled. “If I strap this on I could fuck you all night, and it will stay firm.” Tina held out the dildo and harness. “Hold it … it’s soft to the touch.”

  Heather accepted the strap-on and held the cock with one hand as if it was real. “It’s thick and long, and—”

  “And when it’s being thrust into your pussy by a female lover, it’s fantastic, Heather.”

  “You would use lubricant wouldn’t you?”

  “Lots of lubricant, and then once it’s inside you, lots of energy.” Tina grinned. “Have a look at the inside where it connects to the harness.”

  “Oh my—” Heather looked at where the base of the latex cock was attached to the harness, and on the inside was a short, bulbous dildo. “Does the wearer have this—”

  Tina nodded slowly. “While the wearer is giving her partner a good time with the everlasting hard-on, the small dildo on the inside is stuck inside the wearer’s pussy rubbing her clit and driving her crazy.”

  Heather absently licked her lips and took a deep breath. “It sounds interesting.”

  “Interesting has nothing to do with it, lover—what will sound good are the noises we’d be making if we ploughed that into each other.” She paused and sat on the bed beside Heather. “What do you say, gorgeous—d’ya want me to fuck you with my permanent hard-on?”

  Heather smiled, placed the harness on the bed behind them and turned to kiss Tina softly on the lips.

  “Mmm,” Tina said when the kiss ended. “I’ll take that as a yes.” She smiled. “I’ll just get our lubricant.”

  * * *

  The weeks passed, and for the first time in a few years, Heather was at peace. She was enjoying her work, and the many avenues open to her thanks to all her study and experience. Although not in a relationship based on romance, she was enjoying a sex life that she could never have imagined.