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A Day With Darlene

by Gina

It  had  been a few months since Darlene and I had gone out together. We
always  enjoyed shopping, or going to the beach, having lunch. You know,
girl things. She left a message on my machine wondering what I was doing
Friday and if I was in the mood to go shopping. Well, I quickly returned
her  call  and  set  our  plans for a day of paling around the mall. She
wanted to get "something special, something sexy." How could I resist.

Darlene  is  a few years younger than me. She stands about five foot six
inches  tall,  with  shoulder  length,  wavy  blonde  hair. Her real 36C
breasts  are  capped by pert nipples that almost always seem to be hard,
there is not a single tan line on this woman and she's a natural blonde.
She really keeps herself in shape.

Friday  arrived  and  I  was  rather excited. I hadn't seen Darlene in a
while  and  she'd been a star in more than a few finger sessions of mine
from time to time, though we'd never actually had sex. As with all of my
friends,  she  knew very well of my sexual preferences. I'm very happily
bi-sexual, leaning more to the lesbian side.

Darlene  showed  up  at  my house just before 9:00. I wasn't quite ready
when  she  arrived,  I  still  hadn't  figured  out what to wear on this
shopping spree. This is very important, you know. Clothes to shop in are
almost  as  important  as  the clothes one is shopping for. The doorbell
rang.  I answered the door nude. At some people's houses that might seem
a  bit  odd.  Not  at  mine.  The  pizza boy really likes it. Darlene is
wearing  a  long  skirt and a halter top. "Just throw something on," she
smiled.  "You're  not going to be wearing it long, anyway." She followed
me  into  my bedroom and sat on the edge of my bed. I picked out clothes
to  get in and out of easily, a skirt and a t-shirt, and was looking for
a  pair  of panties. "Don't worry about those, I'm not wearing any." She
stood  up  and raised her skirt so that I could see her beautiful blonde
patch.  "No  bra,  either,  Sweetie,"  she  said, dropping her skirt and
unbuttoning  her  top.  I  wasn't  sure, but I thought she was trying to
seduce  me.  Her  tanned breasts popped out as if anxious to be free. It
took  a  lot  of will power to keep from walking over to her and helping
her  all the way out of her clothes and say to hell with shopping. I put
my clothes on, brushed my hair and we were ready to go.

We took her car, a sporty little convertible. It was a wonderful day, so
we  had  the  top  down.  "I  shouldn't have worn this skirt," she said,
pulling  it  up  to almost around her waist, revealing her tanned thighs
all  the  way  up  to  her pubes. "I can't work the clutch in it." Right
then,  I  knew  something  was  going  on in that deviant little mind of
her's.  I'd  seen  her drive this car in evening wear and heels. She was
trying to show herself off. That's fine by me, I'll play along.

We  went to a little French bakery for some croissants and coffee before
we  hit  the  mall. We chit-chatted about our lives since we'd last seen
each other. It was so nice to see Darlene again. No matter where the day
when from here, I would enjoy it.

We  arrived  at  the  mall just as the shops were opening. I really like
that  time  of day there to shop. No kids running about, not many adults
for  that  matter.  And  it's  early  enough  that  no  one's ruined the
salesperson's  day yet. Darlene and I browsed through some of the shops,
not  really  looking at the clothes, just browsing. Waiting for that one
particular thing to jump out and say "try me."

After  a  couple  of  shops, Darlene ventured into a lingerie shop. "Ah.
This  is  what  I've wanted," she cooed, as she fondled a couple of very
sexy  pieces.  "Here," she handed something to me. "Let's try these on."
We  went  into  the  dressing  rooms, I was going to take my own, simply
because  we  were  the only two in the shop. Darlene grabbed my hand and
asked  me to share with her, the sales girl smiled and said her name was
Tammy and to shout if we needed anything and left us alone.

Darlene was out of her clothes before I could completely close the door.
What  she  had  picked out didn't really need trying on, she just wanted
to.  She  had  picked  out  two  very  sexy black lacy garter belts. The
dressing  room  wasn't really big enough for two adults, so we were very
close  to  each  other.  As  my  shirt  was  going  over my head, I felt
Darlene's  hand  lightly  cupping my right breast. Once my shirt was off
and  I  could see again, I saw Darlene staring at me as if she were in a
trance.

"I  have  a  confession  to  make,"  she  sighed. "I need your help with
something. If you don't want to, I'll understand," her hand fell from my
breast.  "I caught Mac wanking to some girl-girl pics on the computer. I
know he's always wanted to do it with two women, I've just never known a
woman I wanted to be with. To tell you the truth, it really turns me on,
too,  the  thought  of another woman." She looked into my eyes. There we
were,  completely naked in very close quarters and a fantasy of mine was
coming  true.  How  could  I resist her? I reached out and embraced her,
lightly kissing her on the mouth.

Our  kiss  only made us both hungry for more. Not here, though. Not like
this.  I wanted our first time to be beautiful and sexy and sensuous. As
I  ran  my  fingers  over her smooth skin, electric shocks tingled at my
clit and my pulse raced. I wanted her deeply. It took every once of will
power  to,  again,  control myself and put my clothes on. All I said was
"We  need  to go." We purchased the garter belts and matching stockings,
black silk with the line up the back.

On  our way out of the shop, we held hands and giggled like schoolgirls.
My  mind  was racing. I had always wanted to make love with Darlene. Her
husband,  Mac,  had  told  me  on  more  than  one occasion that she was
absolutely wonderful in bed. I guess I was going to find out.

In  the car, Darlene explained what she wanted to do with, and for, Mac.
"I want to see the lust in his eyes when he sees two real, in the flesh,
women  making  love  in  front of him," she beamed. She instructed me to
open  the  glove  box and take out a piece of paper. It was a picture of
two   stunning  women  wearing  only  black  lace  garter  belts,  black
stockings,  heels and pearls. Their hair was done up elegantly in a comb
in  back.  Their  make-up  was impeccable. They were locked in a lovers'
embrace.  I was awed. "This is how I want to dress and that is only part
of  what  I want to do," she said, grinning from ear to ear. She stopped
at  a  red light, turned to me and, in morning traffic, kissed me square
on  the  mouth. The kind of "come fuck me now" kiss that takes you a few
seconds  to recover from. The kind of kiss that makes the guy behind you
honk  his  horn because the light has changed. The kind of kiss when you
ignore the guy honking his horn behind you for a moment.

"Okay," was all I could manage.

Darlene  put the car in gear and sped off toward my house. I was finally
going  to  make  love  with her. The short few miles from the mall to my
house seemed an eternity. I hadn't been this excited in quite some time.
I was most certainly enjoying it. I told her it would probably be better
if  she left the top of the car down, my seat needed to dry. She reached
over and felt the seat between my trembling legs and giggled.

Once  inside  my house, I had to get naked. All the way there I pondered
just  how  to  do  it.  Sexily? A slow tease? Help each other out of our
clothes in heated sexual bliss? Abandoning all that, I opted for the get
as  naked  as  possible as quickly as possible route. My t-shirt was off
before  the front door was closed and my skirt was off before my t-shirt
hit  the  floor.  My screaming to be kissed pussy was soaking wet and my
nipples  were  ready  to  cut  glass. Darlene, on the other hand, slowly
unbuttoned her halter, waiting until it was completely unbuttoned before
opening  it to reveal her luscious breasts. I stood there, mesmerized by
her beauty, like a schoolboy looking at his first in-person naked woman.
I'd  often  fantasized about this very moment. Fantasy is wonderful, but
reality has got it all beat.

With  her halter now off, Darlene massaged her breasts and let out a low
moan.  Her  left hand reached down, down between her legs outside of her
skirt  and  pressed to her mound, fingers out wide and using the heel of
her hand for the pressure. Her head was back in bliss. She purred as she
found  the  elastic waistband of her skirt and pulled it down, revealing
her beautiful, tanned arse. Now using both hands, she slid the skirt off
and  stepped  out  of  it.  She  stood naked in my eyes. One of the most
beautiful  women  I had ever had the pleasure of knowing. I was going to
make her cum like there was no tomorrow.

We  moved  toward  each other, eager for the first full embrace. Skin to
skin. Breast to breast. Mound to mound. Mouth to mouth. Lust to lust.

We  kissed.  Nibbles  at  first, feeling it out, so to speak. We wrapped
ourselves  around  each  other  as  our kiss became deeper, stronger. We
moved to the couch. It's a good thing we did, too, or I would've been on
the  floor shortly after. My knees were very close to giving out. On the
couch,  we explored each other more as we continued to kiss. The urgency
in  the  room  was almost overwhelming. My need to do more, explore more
was  coming  to a head when Darlene broke our kiss and planted her mouth
on  my  left nipple. I came. She licked and sucked and I came some more.
She  put  her hand on my right breast and kneaded that one as she sucked
the  other  and I came some more. I was writhing under her as she played
with  my  tits  and  all I could do was come. I pulled her face up to my
mouth as I sat up and I kissed her and gently pushed her on to her back.
I  sat  back  up  for  a  moment and looked at her. There she was, naked
before  me, nothing to hide, ready to receive my love. I reached out and
cupped  her  right  breast in one hand, her left in the other. I tweaked
her  nipples with my thumbs as she moaned and purred under me. I lowered
myself to her, taking her left nipple into my mouth. I licked 'round and
'round,  spiraling  up to the erect nipple, then back 'round again. Over
and over as her moaning increased. I took her nipple in my teeth, not to
bite,  just  a  tiny  bit  of pressure and then sucked her breast like a
Hoover  to  a football. She hugged my head and pulled me closer, holding
on for dear life.

It  was  then that I reached down between her gorgeous tanned thighs and
reached  for  her  very  wet,  very willing, very ready pussy. My finger
found her clit and she stepped onto the express lift. Her legs shot open
and a hand grabbed my arse and pulled my even closer to her. She started
to  whimper  below  me  as  my  finger  massaged her swollen clit. I was
determined  to  give  her many an orgasm today, so this might as well be
the first. I continued to finger her, sliding in and out of her wetness,
her  hips  starting  to  buck to meet my hand. I still had her breast in
liplock and she still had me in a wonderful headlock.

"Oohhh.yesssss.please.please.oh,   please.don't..don.t.(gasp).stop...oh,
my.oh, my! OH, MY!!! HERE! HERE! HEEEERRRRRE! OHHHHH!!!!!!!"

She  was  gasping for air as her orgasm crashed through her like a tidal
wave. She held me as she came back down, kissing the top of my head as I
lay  on her breast, feeling her breathing regain its rhythm. I smiled as
I   felt   the   beads  of  perspiration  between  her  breasts.  Sexual
perspiration. Sexual orgasm perspiration.

I  slowly  sat  up, enjoying the sight of her in her post-orgasmic glow.
Her  smile,  her  eyes, her body, warm and relaxed, back from that place
where all women go in orgasm. "You wouldn't believe how long I've wanted
to  do that," I smiled. "I know," she smiled back. "I've had quite a few
afternoons spent thinking about you and this and how it would be.."

Darlene  then told me a story about when she was at camp her senior year
of  high school. She and her roommate would lie on her bunk next to each
other  and  watch each other masturbate. They never made it to the point
where  they  could  touch  each other. Sad. I hugged her and kissed her.
"We've  only  just started, Love," I said, taking her hand as I stood up
from the couch.

I  lead her outside to the pool. We swam and lazed about for a while. We
sat  back  on pool lounges and talked, mostly about sex. As we talked, I
noticed she was touching herself. "Don't worry, I'll do far more for you
than  just  watch."  I  reached  over  and  slid  between  her legs. She
increased  her  rubbing.  I moved my face closer and laid my head on her
thigh, inches away from her blonde paradise. She spread her legs and her
lips  and  continued to diddle her swollen clit. I could see her wetness
between  her  lips  and  could  smell her musky aroma and that was all I
could  take.  I  slid  up  and kissed her pussy. Her moans and sighs and
gasps encouraged my kisses to become more passionate. I kissed her pussy
like  I  would kiss her mouth. A few brushes, then fuller with the lips,
then open mouthed with my tongue.

Once  I  began kissing her pussy, her hand was removed and placed on the
back  of  my  head.  As I switched from kissing to licking, the pressure
from  her hand increased slightly. I continued to lick her sweet wetness
and  the  pressure  from  her  hand  increased a little more. I had been
purposely staying away from her clit. I wanted to tease her and make her
orgasm  build  to  the  most  explosive  she'd ever had by mouth. Once I
started licking and sucking her swollen, aching clit, she ground my face
to  her  with  both  hands  and  bucked  to the rhythm of my tongue. The
neighbours  three  blocks  away heard her cumming, if they were home. My
face  was wet to my shoulders when she was done. I absolutely love doing
that. I came right with her.

"Let  me  do  that  for  you  now," she begged. We kissed and she tasted
herself  on my mouth. "I want to please you, Siobhan, I want to give you
orgasms. I want to give you what you gave me."

Like I was going to say "no".

I  kissed  her again and sat back on the lounge. I opened my arms to her
for  a  hug. As we embraced, I whispered into her ear "Do what you wish,
my  love."  We  kissed  a while longer. She started to move down my neck
with  her  mouth,  slowly  across my breasts, down to my belly. She slid
back  some  on  the  chair and wrapped her hands around my thighs as she
lowered  herself  to  my  waiting, wanting, ready, aching, wet, wet, wet
pussy.  I  spread  my legs for her as she lowered her mouth to my little
pink  slit. I could feel her breath from her nostrils across my patch of
red  pubes.  Her  lips  touched mine, lightly at first. I could feel her
become more at ease with having her face between another woman's legs as
she began to kiss and lick at my wetness. It didn't take her long at all
before  she  was lapping at my pussy like she'd been doing it for years.
She  was  enjoying  it almost as much as I was. As she kissed and licked
and  sucked  at  my  pussy, I could feel that familiar, wondrous feeling
start  to  build. I clutched the arms of the lounger as she dove herself
into  me,  licking  and  sucking  at  my  lips  and then, finally, at my
screaming  clit.  She  put one hand on my belly and one under my arse as
the waves of my orgasm crashed through me. Darlene continued to lick and
suck  at  my  clit  sending wave upon wave upon wave of pleasure through
me..

The  rest  of  our  afternoon was spent in my room, in bed, making love,
resting,  and making love some more. As we lay there, lost in our bliss,
Darlene  noticed  it was well after the time her husband usually arrives
home from work. She reached for the phone and dialed up her home number.
She called out of love and courtesy. She was almost giggly on the phone.
The  last thing she said to her husband was "I love you, I'll see you in
a little while. Oh, by the way, I bought you a little present..."

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