Lesbian Lust
For Jess’s first lesson in Lesbian Lust, she turned to me, Aunt Dawn. Her mom’s best friend. Jess had been bicurious all her life. She finally took steps where she was no longer just curious
“So…” you said.
Letting all my doubts wash away, I reached for you, sliding one hand under your t-shirt to grab at your waist and pull you toward me. My lips were on yours before I even decided to kiss you. They were so soft, the kiss so tender. Your hands tangled in my hair, tugging gently and I moaned into your lips.
“God, that feels even better than I had imagined,” I said. You sat back, your hands tracing all over my body.
“So, you have fantasized about me?” you asked.
I blushed. “Don’t be embarrassed. The only reason Kenny knew what I wanted for my birthday is that I kept talking about how sexy you are. You know, I’ve been fantasizing about us, too.”
When you moved in and kissed my neck, I felt a flush of heat all over my body. “I think about you all the time,” I whispered.
“Tell me,” you said, sucking my collarbone.
“Most recently, I’ve been thinking about the last time you were over here. And we watched the movie with that sexy scene and you kept inching closer and closer to me.
I thought you were going to just sit in my lap. Then I kept trying to avoid looking at you because I was so worried you would be able to tell how badly I wanted you.”
“I could,” you said as your tongue dipped lower. “Keep going…” you urged.
“I’ve been imagining what would have happened if I had just pulled you onto my lap that night and kissed you. If I had pulled your shirt off to get a good look at the cleavage I had been sneaking peeks at all night. If I had slid my hand up your thigh, slipped my hand into your panties. Would you have been wet for me?” I asked.
“God, yes,” you hissed.
“Then, or now?”
“Both,” you replied.
“Prove it,” I said, looking you right in the eyes. I felt completely in my element now that I knew my suspicions had been correct.
You stood, unbuttoned and pulled down your skintight jeans. I couldn’t tear my eyes away. I wanted to take in every inch of you, to finally see what I had been fantasizing about for so long. You worked them over your perfect hips and then reached for my hand, guiding it into your black panties.
“Fuck,” I gasped, my fingers gliding through your wetness. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, Chy. You want it that badly?”
You just nodded.
When I let my fingers slide over your clit, your knees buckled.
I caught you, tugging you gently onto the couch. I lay you down, pulling your panties down and off as I went. You grabbed your shirt and angled it over your head, then reached around and unclasped your bra.
My eyes were glued to your chest as you tossed the bra away. My mouth watered at the sight of your full breasts and your hard nipples. I licked my lips.
“Jesus,” I said, dipping my head to take one of your gorgeous brown nipples into my mouth. You moaned, and my pussy flooded with a surge of wetness. I licked and gently nibbled one nipple while rolling the other between my fingers. Your hips thrust up off the couch, desperate for contact.
“Please, Dawn,” you whimpered.
“Please what?” I teased.
“Please touch me,” you begged.
“What if I don’t want to touch you?” I asked, pinching one nipple softly.
“Then you’re a liar,” you replied petulantly.
“No,” I said. “I mean, what if I want to taste you instead?” You let out a strained whimper and nodded as I pressed your legs open wider. I dropped soft kisses, starting at your knees and working my way closer and closer to your center.
I fell in love with the way you tasted last night, Chy. It’s so fucking good, I can’t stop thinking about how fucking good you taste.
I can’t help but wonder when I can taste it again. Or if I can taste it again, I guess. Because as sexy as last night was, as much as I loved making you cum on my tongue and feeling how perfectly your fingers filled me, we didn’t discuss before you left whether it was a one-night thing or if we’d get the chance to play again.
I certainly hope it’s the latter because there is still so much, I want to do to you. And I hope you do too.
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