SECOND TIME AROUND
This is a true story. The events described happened in June 2010, in the UK.
It was amazing meeting up with my old girlfriend, Aleisha, after more than forty years! Both of us had changed so much and yet, it seemed, so very little at all.
We were physically different: middle-aged, a bit overweight and displaying some wrinkles and sagging.
Yet, as we talked and got over our initial awkwardness, we were able to reconnect with the inner selves that we had always been.
And we shared memories of our friendships as young adults who had had many exciting adventures together, among them the exploration of lesbian sexuality and the pleasures we had given one another.
Those lesbian explorations are recorded in my stories, "Aleisha and Janet" and "Janet and Aleisha's Weekend", found in Nifty Lesbian, Beginnings section, dated 25 October 2008.
Soon after that time I moved to Australia where I lived for more than thirty years before my first trip back to the U.K.
Now, on my fourth trip to the UK, I finally decided to see if I could track down any of my lovers from the 1960's.
Aleisha was the only one I was able to make contact with. She still lives in our original hometown of Andover, Hampshire, and was living alone after three live-in lesbian relationships.
I am in an open lesbian relationship and was now in the UK with my partner, but had arranged some days on my own to go and look up old friends.
I had managed to make contact with Aleisha on email and we had had a couple of long telephone conversations after I arrived in the UK.
We arranged that I would travel to Andover by train from Waterloo Station, in London, and stay overnight at Aleisha's home. My schedule wouldn't allow more time, so we decided to make the most of it.
So on a weekday in June, I arrived at Andover station.
Aleisha was there on the platform as my train pulled in. We recognised one another despite the years and the changes.
We hugged warmly and kissed somewhat shyly and briefly on the platform.
Then we drove in Aleisha's car to her lovely home on the eastern side of the town that has changed so much since I had grown up there and worked as a reporter on the local newspaper.
Aleisha told me in the car that she planned that we would just stay home tonight. That she wanted me all to herself if I didn't mind and she had the evening meal prepared and had plenty of wine.
Well, that suited me and I was carrying a bottle of gin and a bottle of wine in my suitcase.
The English weather was warm and sunny, as it had been for days.
I had dressed in an all red sleeveless summer dress that I had thought of as 'made to be noticed'. Because the weather was warm and sunny (hot for the UK), I wore no stockings but had on red shoes to match my dress. I always look good in red being a `summer' person.
Aleisha looked stunning when she met me at the station. She still looked that way, especially as my eyes were continually drawn to her subtle sheen sleeveless silk georgette top through which Aleisha's large breasts in a white bra were visible.
Aleisha wore an above the knee black metallic jacquard skirt. And, she, too, wore no stockings.
I remember thinking about Aleisha's panties under that skirt. I guessed they were white and matching what I could see of her bra suggested through the sheen of her semi-transparent top.
The thought of Aleisha's panties made me aware of the liquid surge in my tummy and the beginning of wetness between my legs. I could feel the crutch of my red panties clinging to my slit. I squeezed my legs together in the front seat of Aleisha's car, while I was sitting next to her.
We didn't fall into one another's arms the moment we got inside Aleisha's home. Rather, we both experienced some awkwardness and a kind of finding our way with one another. It had been a long time since we were last together.
However, after kicking off our shoes and a couple of glasses of wine, we found our way back to the closeness of the friendship we had all those years ago.
I had dumped my overnight case in a corner of Aleisha's lounge room and, after a bathroom visit, settled into one of the comfortable armchairs. Aleisha sat in another armchair at 45 degrees to mine.
The wine was helping. We talked about our lives and about mutual friends and what had happened over the years.
Then we stopped to have some lunch.
After which Aleisha picked up my bag and, smiling, said to me,
"I just assumed we'd share a bed tonight, if only for old times sake."
Aleisha looked at me waiting for a response.
I smiled.
"Well, I'd hoped so, Aleisha."
"Great! I'll just dump this in our room. You make yourself comfortable in that chair again and I'll be back shortly."
I settled back into the armchair and operated the lever to stretch the footrest out and spread the chair back, feeling quite aroused as I saw my bare legs and feet sticking out from the hem of my red dress which had slid halfway up my thighs to reveal more of me.
Aleisha came back from the bedroom and plonked herself in her armchair, staring quite openly at my bare legs as she did so.
She operated her leg rest, elevating her legs to allow me to see a little more of her bare legs as her black skirt slid up her thighs.
Sipping on the glass of wine in my hand, I decided to push things along a little.
"Do you remember our very first date?"
Aleisha smiled and looked right into my eyes.
"You men when we went to the pictures and first put our hands up each others mini skirts? I often think of that, but even more of wanking each other in the `Rec' (our local park) after that. Do you remember that, Janet?"
"I sure do. And when I saw you today at the station, I noticed how big your boobs are under that sexy top you have on."
Aleisha laughed.
"I'm so wicked! I wanted you to notice. Can you see my bra through the top?"
I nodded, taking another sip of my wine. We stared t one another for what seemed like ages before Aleisha said,
"Would you like me to take my bra off?"
I sucked in air, and then gulped my wine. I nodded.
Aleisha put her glass down. Not taking her eyes off me, she slowly undid the two buttons at the V of her silk top, before lifting it from the hem, up and over her head.
Now her white bra was in full, uninterrupted view. Aleisha smiled at me.
"You know what I thought about?" I said in a husky voice.
"What?"
"I wondered if you are wearing matching panties. White ones."
Aleisha chuckled.
"You are so rude, Janet!" she teased.
"I know I am. And I think you are, too."
Aleisha didn't say another word. She just opened her legs that were horizontal on the armchair and raised the hem of her skirt.
What a view for my lustful eyes. Aleisha's white panties, pressed tightly between hr legs.
Neither of us spoke. I could feel my juices activating and my heart thumping with excitement.
Aleisha kept her legs open and continued to hold up the hem of her black skirt.
I pushed the footrest of my armchair down with my legs and feet and stood up facing Aleisha.
Without a word I reached behind me to unzip and then slip my sleeveless red dress over my hips and up over my head. I dropped it on the chair behind me.
I stood, barefoot in just my red panties and matching bra.
Without hesitation, I unhooked my bra strap and dropped the bra onto the chair, along with my dress.
I stood allowing Aleisha's eyes to drink in my almost naked body.
"Wow, Janet, you are still so beautiful," whispered Aleisha.
She dropped the hem of her skirt. She leaned forward to unhook her bra and cast it aside. He full round breasts with brown nipples protruding was suddenly there for me to see.
I stepped forward and knelt on the floor in front of Aleisha. She pushed her chair back into an upright position and I shuffled up close to her legs, leaning in to feel her breasts, to stroke them and knead them and tease her nipples with my thumb and fingers.
I sucked on one nipple. Then the other.
I could feel Aleisha's hands behind my head, pushing and guiding my mouth. Aleisha moaned and sighed. I could feel her thigh muscles contracting and relaxing as she squeezed her legs into her pubic area.
After some minutes, Aleisha pulled my face from her breasts and leaned in to kiss me. Our mouths greeted one another without hesitation. Our tongues danced together and we eagerly sucked and slid our mouths as if to catch up on forty years of kissing.
Aleisha pulled me to my feet, as she also stood, naked above the waist. Our breasts rubbed together and I could feel her metallic, jacquard skirt pressing against my thighs and pubes.
Then her hands were rubbing my bareback. Going lower, her fingers grabbed hold of my bum cheeks over my thin, red panties, and she caressed me intimately.
"The bedroom" she urged.
She took my hand and we rushed to Aleisha's bedroom with its carpeted floor and queen-size bed.
Without a word, Aleisha turned to face me, put her hands on my upper arms and gently pushed me backwards, guiding me until I felt the back of my legs up against the bedding of the double bed.
Aleisha pushed me again and I fell backwards onto the soft queen-size bed. I lay with my legs spread open and anticipated that my friend was about to pull my panties down.
Instead, Aleisha stood facing me and slowly unzipped the side of her black skirt.
Then she worked it down over her hips and let it drop to her ankles. She kicked it off, and left the skirt on the floor.
Aleisha looked beautiful standing therein just her white panties.
I stared at the place of her underwear where the material was stretched tightly between her legs, noticing the camel toes outline of her pussy.
I spread my legs wider and cupped my naked breasts.
Aleisha accepted my obvious invitation and she climbed up onto the bed until she was kneeling next to me. I looked up at her breasts swinging freely above my face.
But before I could reach up and fondle them, Aleisha turned and took hold of the waistband of my last remaining clothing, my red panties.
She tugged at them. To assist her I lifted my bottom off of the bed.
Aleisha pulled my panties down and off my feet and I spread my legs again for her. She stared at my exposed vagina with its light covering of pubic hair.
"Oh, Janet, you are so beautiful. I have been anticipating this moment ever since we got in contact a few weeks ago. I have always loved looking at your pussy... And touching it and licking you."
I felt her hands, her fingers; gently start to explore my most intimate centre. Then her finger pressed against and ran down my slit. It was obvious how wet I was, and within seconds, Aleisha had one, then two fingers inside me, sliding in and out.
I was in heaven! I lifted my hips to meet her caresses. It is such a great feeling – that of warm fingers, gentle fingers, pushing in and out and reaching up inside my wet, hot vagina.
Aleisha leaned over me to suck on my nipples a she increased both the speed and the pressure of hr fingers masturbating me.
I found myself pumping and lifting my hips in time with her thrusts. I sighed and whispered, "Yes! Yes!" to her rhythm.
I bent my legs and met her even more forcefully.
Then I felt the surge coming from deep inside me. Rapidly, rapidly. Thrusting. Cumming. CUMMING!
Wave after wave hit me and the colour of my skin turned a deeper red. Aleisha's fingers were dripping with my cum, yet she continued to slosh around inside my pussy.
Then she slowly withdrew her fingers and I felt her spreading my juices down between my legs and greasing up my bum crack. She felt for my anus with her slippery index finger and gently probed its entrance. I soared into heaven again.
A few minutes later we lay next to one another, cuddling and kissing. Our bodies warm and sweaty and our breasts and mouths pressed together. Aleisha's hand still softly stroked my bottom and occasionally slipped down to my sticky, wet pussy.
My right arm was draped across the top of Aleisha's naked body and I was rubbing her back. I stretched lower until my hand touched the elastic of her white panties. I slipped my fingers under and pushed my fingertips down, feeling her cold and exciting bottom globes.
Aleisha moaned and pushed herself up the bed a little to allow my hand further access to her bare bottom under her slippery, silky underwear.
My right hand slid all over her bottom cheeks. Then, as Aleisha started to roll onto her back, I let my hand, still under the waistband of her panties, slide over her hip, and then I forced my way down the front of her panties until I was running my fingers through her curly pubic hair and I felt her warm wetness as my fingers slid into hr pussy slit.
Now I was sitting up. Aleisha was on her back and yanking her panties down. I took over the job, sliding her panties down her legs and clear of her ankles and feet.
I knelt up and watched Aleisha lie on her back on the bed and spread her legs for me.
Her dark brown pubic hair did not hide her slick pudenda and the crack that divided her pussy.
I spread her lips with my fingers and leaned down to taste her for the first time in over forty years.
Aleisha tasted both sweet and sour and a bit salty. Not unpleasant at all.
I ran my tongue over and around her clit that was standing out like a small penis. And I plunged two fingers into hr vagina channel.
Sucking, licking and thrusting, I felt Aleisha's excitement rising through her body movements as she raised her hips to encourage me to do more.
I lifted my juice-covered lips and sat up. Then I urged her to slide down the bed until her legs were swung over the end and down towards the floor.
I knelt on the floor between her knees and once again ate her out. This time, my hands held on to her spread thighs and I used my tongue and mouth to lick her pussy and to thrust into her pussy as well as suck her clit.
My head moved up and down and from side to side. Aleisha's hips and bottom rose to meet me. She moaned and panted and pressed her hands onto the top of my head. I felt my face and mouth starting to ache and tire, but I kept going. Then I heard her groan loudly and I felt her pubic area vibrating and I could taste and feel her juices on my face and in my mouth.
I pulled back. Aleisha sank back and her hands grasped her own pussy and she pushed her fingers tightly over her own pubes as she continued to orgasm.
I climbed back on to the bed and fell on top of my lover. We kissed passionately.
"Oh, I can taste myself all over you, Janet," Aleisha gasped between licking and kissing my face.
After a few minutes, we both climbed into the bed proper, between the sheets and under the blanket.
We slept for two or three hours, only waking to realise the sun had gone down, though it was still light (it stays light until after 9pm in the UK summer).
I felt Aleisha's fingers running through my pubes as she kissed me softly. I took her hand and guided her fingers to slide inside me. I couldn't get enough of her.
I lay on my back.
Aleisha fingered me.
I returned the favour with my fingers in her slimy slit.
We masturbated one another.
After awhile, Aleisha suggested we should run a bath and get in together.
"Sounds lovely," I said.
I lay in the bed rubbing my nipples and touching myself as Aleisha walked naked to the bathroom and I heard the bath water running.
Eventually she called me and I got out of our bed and found Aleisha standing up, facing me, in a bath of hot, soapy water. I made the most of the opportunity to see her naked body and she was perving me as well.
"Come on, darling, get in. it's lovely in here."
She reached for my hand and I carefully stepped into her bath. It was a bit crowded for two, but we knelt down slowly and carefully. Then we washed one another, making the most of the hot soapy water as we explored one another's breasts, torsos, and between each other's legs and up and around each other's bottoms.
We just managed to sit end to end with our legs between one another's and play with each other's toes. So sensual.
Then Aleisha told me to stay in the bath as she climbed out, giving me such breathtaking views of her dripping wet, red, shiny body. Her breasts dripping with soap suds. Her spread pussy and bare bottom as she swung her leg over the side of the bath.
Aleisha wrapped a bath towel around her body and vanished back into the bedroom.
I knelt up in the bath.
Aleisha returned with her digital camera.
"Come on, Jan, let's take some photos," she said excitedly.
I was a bit unsure about photos of me nude that could end up anywhere on the Internet. Even if your best friend takes them. In the end we agreed to take only close-ups of one another's `bits', without showing faces.
So I stood up, bending over, as Aleisha took photos of my bare bottom and pussy dripping with soap and water.
Then I got out of the bath and went to my bag to get my camera. Only to discover that I had forgotten to pack it in my bag! It was still at my partner's mother's house on the south coast! Damn!
Anyway, I ended up taking photos of Aleisha close up on her camera. She has since sent me by email the photos she took of me and I'm still trying to get her to send me copies of the photos I took of her.
After the bath, we dressed and had a lovely evening meal and looked at heaps more photo s from our days of youth from before I had moved to Australia.
Then we went back to bed and had an amazing night of uninhibited sex, knowing it was probably the last time we'd ever see one another.
Shall I tell you the details of that night of sex or are you already bored?
Maybe I could write a follow-up to this story. Tell me what you think. Contact me at pitman.janet@gmail.com
Janet Pitman.