Date: Sun, 8 Apr 2007 20:58:34 +1000 (EST) From: maria Subject: I AM NOT A LESBIAN PART 2 This a story by MARIA and it's a continuing part of the "I AM NOT A LESBIAN series' Obviously it's a story about lesbian sex and I thoroughly enjoyed writing it so I hope you thoroughly enjoy reading it. It's called I AM NOT A LESBIAN PART 2 Should you wish to comment on the story my e-mail is topendmaria@yahoo.com.au I'd love you to tell me whether you liked it or not Since Erica and I have become lovers we have shared bedrooms on occasions, generally hers because it's so much bigger with room to play lesbian games like chasing each other round the room. There's nothing she likes better than to have me in underwear sometimes mine and sometimes hers. One noticeable change is that my underwear drawer is now full with such pretty things, not those thongs, the very idea of a narrow strip of material between my cheeks cutting my bum in half nearly drives me to distraction. So they are mostly very nice lacy panties and lovely bras in a selection of colours, predominantly white and black but with a few other colours thrown in. This afternoon she made a proposition to me, she asked me if I minded if she invited Florence over for the evening and perhaps even the night, it had been lonely for her, Florence, since Madeline had gone away. I know all about these two women so I had no worries about Florence being here and the kids would be delighted to have auntie Florence visit. They always thought Florence came over to see them, what a surprise they'd get if they knew why she was here. Paul, my twin brother, had been home for dinner and after he'd helped to clear up he'd left to see his mates and that probably meant that he wouldn't be home tonight. The little kids had helped with the clearing up but as you might have expected they were really more trouble than they were worth but Florence wouldn't dream of letting either Erica or I chastise them. Eventually everything was done and we sat down to watch some TV, funniest home videos or something the show was called. Whilst we women, notice I've promoted myself from a girl to a woman, chatted among ourselves waiting for the kids to go to bed. The topic of conversation was when Madeline would be home again. It must be difficult for young people to live among complete strangers who, even though they try their hardest to make students comfortable, don't quite achieve the desired situation. I could hear in Florence's voice the desire to have Madeline home again and whilst I sympathised with her it would not be an ideal situation for either Florence or I. We could both bet that if she were home she would make Erica her own again and whilst I'd had some sexual moments with Florence and on one occasion with both of them what I really wanted was Erica to myself. But, we had this evening before us. The kids were falling asleep on the floor and within a few minutes it would be time to take them to bed and then, whoopee, we could have time to ourselves and tonight I was hoping to have sex with Erica and then, perhaps, with Florence. They, however, had a different idea and shortly I found myself in my underwear modelling knickers for them but just to add a little spice to the proceedings, without a bra. The sight of two women staring at me was making my nipples stand to attention and although I'd showed them at least six pairs of knickers all practically the same, they'd wanted more. As I walked to get more knickers from the drawer Florence stroked my bottom and what a sensation, my bottom wriggled even more for them. But, I'd had enough of parading around practically naked so I picked up my blouse and slipped it on again without putting my bra on. I walked to the kitchen to get a drink and Erica followed to ask me if everything was OK. Of course it was but I wanted her to myself and I just couldn't see anything nice happening while Florence was here. When I went back to the lounge room Erica was sitting on a footstool on the floor and Florence as a joke had taken her hands, lifted them above her head and then lay her back so that while her feet were still on the floor her head was nearly on the floor on the opposite side of the stool. Her skirt had ridden up to show her knickers and believe me I just couldn't resist what I did. She looked as though she was balanced on a see saw and I knelt down in front of her, lifted her skirt up above her waist and descended with my tongue stuck it out like a cavalry man's lance pointed directly at her pussy. As I slowly lowered my head to her pussy Florence took both of Erica's hands in one of hers and leaned forward to flip her tits out of her blouse while I finished lowering my head to her pussy. This was even more exciting than just doing it on our own, I liked the idea of Florence being our audience although it appeared that she was going to get her share of entertainment too. Now that Erica's tits were bare, although not entirely uncovered, Florence leaned even further forward so that she could suck Erica's nipples into her mouth but because Erica didn't provide any resistance she'd let go of her hands. So here we are, I'm now kissing Erica's pussy whilst her wet knickers are still in place and Florence is sucking her tits but Erica, not to be outdone, was still reaching up and had Florence's pussy on her fingertips. I was very happy about proceedings and by the sounds coming from Florence's mouth so was she and whilst Erica wasn't making any sounds she was trying to lift her pussy more firmly against my mouth. I couldn't talk with my mouth full but if I could I'd have said that I love being with you Erica and found something nice to say to Florence but my love was all directed at Erica. Nothing can never be improved and Florence must have thought that she had something to offer to this event and moving forward she came to my mouth to kiss me. This change in position opened up all kinds of possibilities such as Erica taking Florence's breasts out of her dress so she could have them in her mouth. As Florence and I were kissing with Erica's wetness on my lips Florence uttered a moan as Erica's lips met her nipples. Erica has always, so I've found, been quick to orgasm so it came as no surprise when I felt her `cum" oozing through her knickers into the palm of my hand and as Florence and I were already face to face it was such a simple matter for me to wipe Erica's "cum" all over Florence's face. Now, Erica reached up to me and held me to her before throwing me to the ground and then with Florence's assistance she'd laid me across the across the stool and without holding my hands they took it in turns to lower their heads to my pussy to kiss me, suck me and lick me on the inside of my thighs and then one by one moved their tongues so that they took shifts in sucking me off. Both of them had a little "cum" in their mouths but I didn't want them to stop there, I wanted to watch them kiss and transfer my "cum" from mouth to mouth. That was bound to bring me off again and it did. I thought that when they'd finished with me we would get Florence on her back too but she was too quick and jumped up on the couch with her back pressed firmly against it. Erica and I tossed up to see who was going to get to suck her pussy for her but Florence was protesting that we would have to wait until bedtime. I wondered if, apart from Madeline, she'd ever had sex with a girl as young as me. As it turned out she hadn't so perhaps she could be excused for being shy. We would make up for it in the bedroom. We didn't though, both of the girls laid me across the bed and Erica sat herself on my face and let me, better change that to made me, suck her pussy again whilst Florence gorged herself on Erica's tits. I don't know who was having the most fun, Erica, Florence or me but when I heard the "oh fuck" emanating from Erica's mouth I knew who was getting the most out of it. During all this time Florence's hand had been on Erica's bottom and as Erica approached her orgasm Florence rammed her finger in her bottom. She jumped a foot in the air before she came down with a thump on my mouth. Florence went to the dresser and opening the drawer she pulled out Erica's feeldoe dildo, apparently they kept one here and one at Florence's place. Florence showed me how to fit the ball end in my pussy and then she guided me to Erica's pussy and said fuck her nicely because you and I will spend most of the night doing this and I don't want to make her too sore and spoil her fun. I hoped that I was doing it right especially when I did it from behind her because she had the opportunity to lick Florence's clit. It was the first time I'd used a dildo and although I could see that Erica was thoroughly enjoying it I wasn't sure that I would want it. Maybe I'd have to wait to see if these two women gave it to me during the night and, perhaps, against my will. There was a long night ahead of us. It wasn't yet late so I went to the computer to read any e-mails that had come in and there was one from Michelle (in the previous story she was called Ursula but now I have her permission to use her real name) which said something like "I told you you'd enjoy fucking Erica didn't I? I still have no idea who this person is but she knows far too much about Erica and me for comfort. Perhaps we will find out before the next chapter and I should warn Florence that she might receive mail from her too. Yes, more mail from Michelle and in the same vein. All about sex and me and Erica and laughing at the fact that she'd persuaded me that Erica was after my pussy and I was after hers. It hadn't crossed my mind until Michelle had told me about it and no, Erica had never thought about fucking me. But, Ursula knew that Madeline had fucked Florence quite a while ago when she was scared during one particularly nasty thunder- storm. Sometimes I wonder if this Michelle, a girl although none of us could be sure about that, had access to our computers through an ISP whatever that might be. If she worked for one perhaps she could intercept anybody's mail and for whatever reason she's chosen to intercept ours. We devised a test for her by sending an e-mail to Madeline in Germany telling her that Florence had just fucked me and giving the most erotic details of the experience. I almost had an orgasm typing the message because Florence was dictating it to me as I typed. It was making me quite aroused to hear what she'd supposedly done to me and I was hoping that when I'd finished typing she'd do something about it. I must have looked flushed when I sent off the message and Florence was smiling at me as though she'd meant every word I'd typed. We knew it was late at night in Germany so we didn't expect an answer until morning but we were surprised to find that within a few minutes we had an answer from michelle telling me that I was just a slut for letting Florence fuck me. She could only work for an internet company! I'd switched the computer off and we were sat around chatting about who this mysterious person could be and Florence was repeating almost word for word what I'd typed in the message. I didn't know about Florence but as she spoke the words aloud I could feel things starting to happen. Just imagine, only a few days ago I'd never had sex and now I'd had sex with my mother, Erica, and if I could read the situation correctly Florence was hinting that she wanted to give it to me too. Whether Erica had read the situation too I'm not sure but she got up and went to the bathroom and apparently made herself comfortable while Florence made her way over to me and sat down beside me. She looked into my eyes, sounds so soppy doesn't it, and said that ever since she'd known my family she'd wanted me. She'd known my family for sometime so she must have wanted me since I was about twelve. I had no idea that I'd had some power over other women at that age and she'd confessed that she'd seen the local priest to tell him of her problems. He'd given her some things to do that I don't understand but now she was confessing to me personally that she'd masturbated in bed thinking about me. I was shocked to think that a grown woman had masturbated over me when I was twelve, why I hadn't even started with tits at that age but I believe there are women in the world that only want young children. I was strangely excited to think that this mature woman wanted to make love to me but when I gave it some thought it wasn't too strange, hadn't my mother (got to stop referring to her this way) and I had sex the same day that Ursula had suggested it and hadn't I been very excited especially when I'd kissed her pussy and tasted another woman's pussy juice for the very first time. Without delay Florence had kissed me and it must have been the kiss we'd shared over Erica's body earlier that had started her desire but that was not the case as I'd just said she'd wanted me for years but that kiss had stirred the latent feelings inside her again. Her kiss, when it came, was so tender, almost as though she was kissing a child, her lips moved across mine without entering my mouth. She wet her lips and that in itself seemed so sexy as she'd licked them especially as it appeared that she'd wanted me to see it. This soft movement of her so soft lips were really taking effect on me because I'd always been of the opinion that lesbians were probably hard-bitten bitches but I was getting an addition to my education today. I found that I was waiting for her to return to my lips each time she moved away from them but when she kissed my eyelids I could feel that I was really getting into this. The movement of her lips across my face especially after my eyelids, was making me feel a little woozy or dizzy. Her lips had touch the rim of my ear, the tip of my nose, my forehead and underneath my chin on the exposed part of my throat and yes, I could feel my legs opening for her in a quite involuntary manner. Her hands were soft on my breasts and when they moved to my thighs I shuddered at her touch. It was only a movement of a hairs breadth until her index finger touched my covered opening where she found out what she'd managed to do to me. In my moment of passion I took her hand in mine and pressed that index finger against my pussy until it made some progress inside at which time I tried to pull her lips back to mine. She held her head away from me while she concentrated on pressing her finger gently against my panties so that I could just barely feel her inside me. Even then her finger was not giving me the full feeling as it was covered by the material of my panties. I believe I was muttering to her about wanting her to stop teasing me but this I only found out later when Erica, who had been stood at the door, told me. I'd blushed to think that she'd stood there watching her friend and lover tease me with her finger. I wanted that finger inside me so I could cover it for her with my wetness and I wriggled my bottom on the couch so that eventually I'd uncovered my "hole" for her to enter. As well as kissing me on the face her finger was now penetrating me but very slowly. I have no idea how long she tormented me with that one finger but she did, eventually, take hold of my knickers and leaning back slide them sufficiently down my legs to expose my pussy. Expecting more of her gentility I was stunned when what felt like a lamp post was rammed in my pussy but it was only her fingers, not all of them, just two, but so roughly that it made me jump. Her smile told me that she knew she had me where she wanted me and as she held her fingers inside me I gave myself away by wriggling again but this time to get more of them in my pussy. The slow tormenting movement of her fingers was exhilarating but I'm not sure that it's the right word perhaps I mean some other word that means to tease. She was back kissing me again and while she didn't move her fingers into my pussy too quickly, frankly I'd have liked it faster, my wriggling was adding something to my pleasure and every time she pulled away from my face she was smiling like a Cheshire cat, knowing that I was in heaven. No wonder Erica was her lover, or was she Erica's lover, as a novice lesbian I'm not quite sure of the correct terminology suffice it to say that when she started to remove her fingers from my pussy I followed her by lifting my bottom off the bed. Tormenting bitch, she stood and moved to one side and that's when I saw Erica stood at the door, had she seen everything? More than that, had she enjoyed watching Florence getting me aroused? I held out my arms to her and as she moved towards me I held them out to Florence too. Greedy girl that I am, I wanted both of them to make love to me now. Change that reference to make love, I wanted them both to fuck me silly!!!!!!!!!! Erica dropped to her knees and pulled me towards her so she could suck my toes and she made a comment about my nails saying that she'd have to paint them for the next time. The next time? But as her mouth enclosed my big toe I had no thoughts about the next time especially as Florence dropped to her knees and took the big toe of the other foot in her mouth. As they sucked their hands were sliding up and down my legs, generally against the grain of my hair which although shaved really needed shaving again. My moans must have amused them although when I looked at their faces both of them had their eyes closed so I supposed they were enjoying it too. As one they moved their wet tongues along my ankles and calves until they reached my knees where the wetness turned to kisses. By this time, I believe I was nearly unconscious with passion but I neither wanted relief nor was I going to get relief because their hands were stroking my ankles. Not in the way a physio would stroke them to relieve an ache but rather in a soft sensuous sexual way. Erica's lips were the first to move towards my crotch but shortly they were followed my Florence's and every millimetre that they travelled toward my crotch the more excited I became. While it seemed as though it was a planned attack on me, because they had done the same thing at the same time, one of them reached me before the other and Erica's lips were on my pussy before Florence's. First one kissed my pussy lips and then the other kissed my pussy lips and then the rotation started again and in between sucks and kisses on my lips I could hear them kissing each other and passing the juices that I made between themselves. One would have thought we were in a restaurant as they spoke of the taste of me to each other and I lifted my head as far as I could so I could see them tasting me. That was nearly as erotic as them kissing my pussy and even more juices began emanating from my pussy as they sat back and discussed the colour and flavour of my emanations and comparing the consistency to some damn thing or another. I could no longer stand this torment and I cried out for one of them to fuck me. It was Erica that said do you think she's a lesbian? And Florence that said if she isn't she fucking well should be. Erica took Florence's hand and with their fingers entwined, god knows how many fingers they slid into my dripping pussy. I sighed with relief when they did and I think at that time I probably called out for mummy, even adults do when they're under extreme stress as I was at that moment. "Mummy" said yes as they upped the tempo of the entwined fingers in my pussy and within a couple of minutes I was lifting my bottom clear of the seat so I could exert more pressure on both their fingers and perhaps on the pressure building up inside me until such time as my `"cum" sprayed like a fountain. My darling mother, and that's the last time I'll call her anything other than Erica, held me in her arms and, kissing me, welcomed me to the club. When they took me to bed I was so exhausted that I only watched Florence fuck Erica until such time as I fell asleep but from what I saw the kisses that Florence had given me and which had nearly had me frantic for sex were having the same effect on Erica. I don't know how long they kept it up for but I slept soundly through the night and only woke when my little sister and brother came into the bedroom to find out why I'd slept in mummy's bed last night. One day I may just tell them.