This story is a work of fiction and contains sexual language and descriptions of lesbian type sex between consenting adults. If you are not of age, or if this offends you or it is illegal where you reside, then DO NOT read it. Names and places are products of the author's imagination and are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. Enjoy!!
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Julie's Night Out, part I
Hello. My name is Julie Steele. I am a "forty-ish" married woman, Mother to two teenage girls, Kaila 18 and Serena 15. I have blondish hair, blue eyes, a fairly decent body though I am about 10 pounds too heavy (waist and butt) and my breasts (34B) are still pretty taut.
It is a somewhat typical Friday at our house Hubby left for an out of town golf tournament. Kaila is away at college and Serena is going to spend the weekend with a friend and her family. So dear old Mom is left alone (again) to fend for herself. This is a typical schedule and has been prevalent for at least a couple of years. Tom is always tired for whatever reason and our relationship has suffered sexually. Being a faithful wife I have never thought of having an affair or anything like that but I will admit that I have recently found myself admiring other women. Not really lusting but just noticing how they dress, their bodies and overall appearance. I have even caught myself thinking sexually about my daughters (especially Serena). I decided it is time for me to "get the hell out of Dodge". I am going to do something for Julie. I am going to go out just to get away from the house and enjoy a little freedom.
I called my hairdresser and she said she had some open time this afternoon. I went in to the salon and she gave me a wash and set with a little alteration of my usual style. She is also a registered cosmetologist and she just went on to give me a "new face". Eye liner, mascara, plucked brows, cheek highlights and her own personal artwork on my lips..... the works. Denise was proud of her work and told me I looked 10 years younger. I never knew I could look like that. I was quite pleased and she got a very nice tip.
I stopped at "Anne's Fashions" on the way home. Anne fitted me up with a new black sheath with a little lower front and back than I am accustomed to. It is sleeveless of course and the straps are thin but not spaghetti. I do have a little tan and it looks nice on me showing just a bit of cleavage. I have matching bag and shoes (3 inch heels) at home so that was all I needed today.
Home I go for a shower (avoiding my newly applied makeup of course) and to get dressed for my evening out. What the hell am I going to do? I know. I am going just window shopping and then I am going to "The Wharf" for a lobster dinner. Yes, lobster is expensive but so what? This is for me and I am worth it.
After "windowing" for a while and needing a little relief from having my toes scrunched, I hailed a cab and instructed him to take me to "The Wharf". Of course, being a Friday night I knew it would be busy but I was prepared for the wait. I could sit and watch the people come and go. So I go to the hostess station and give her my name and party of one. "It will be probably an hour wait, Ma'am" she told me.
"That's fine, I will wait, thank you" as I turned and headed into the waiting area. It was a U shaped room with windows on all three sides and benches under the windows. It was pretty full but I found an empty spot near a corner and sat down with my small purse in my lap and my feet on the floor, legs not crossed. As I looked around the room (naturally...no one I know) my eyes came to rest on a very attractive younger black woman. She was dressed very well in a beige dress, beige shoes with heels about like mine and lots of gold jewelry, two chains, several rings and a wide bracelet on her wrist. Her legs were crossed left over right causing her dress hem to ride up on her thigh a few inches exposing her shapely legs. I tried not to stare and forced myself to look away. But I can't stay away from her too long it seems. My eyes keep drifting back to her as I scan the ceiling, the walls, the other people... anything.
I felt myself staring again. As I raise my eyes from her trim ankles to her face, I see her looking at me and giving me a little self satisfying smile. She nods to me and I nod back before I look away in embarrassment at being caught..
The hostess calls a name and I look up to see who is going. The older couple sitting by me gets up and I watch as they leave the waiting area. All of a sudden the black lady rises and comes over and sits by me. I immediately notice that her legs are even prettier when she is standing and she has breasts that are maybe the size of mine. Maybe not. She is a little slimmer than I. She may be a 32 I am thinking. Then I think, "What the hell are you doing? Sizing up people you don't even know."
She says " I notice you came in by yourself and no one has joined you. Are you dining alone this evening?"
"Yes I am. The rest of my family is out of town or whatever and I am here by myself." I answer.
"I am next on the call list and I really hate dining alone. Would you like to join me? It will certainly shorten your wait quite a bit and I would love the company."
I guess I hesitated a little and she said "It's ok if you dont...."
I quickly interrupt saying " Oh thank you. That is so thoughtful of you and yes I would like to join you."
I extended my hand and said "I am Julie, Julie Steele."
As she took my hand and gently squeezed it in hers, her eyes seemed to smile at me and she replied "So nice to meet you Julie. My name is Arynel Watkins. That is A-R-Y-N-E-L. and you may call me Ary if you like."
"No way, Arynel is to lovely to shorten like that."
She has such a beautiful, flawlessly smooth skin. Her color is that of milk chocolate, with the darkest of brown eyes (almost black) and her hair is perfect. Dark, dark brown and perfectly done to accentuate the shape of her face. I know I am staring but I can't help it. I am mesmerized by this woman.
We chat for a few minutes and then I hear the hostess call "Watkins, party of one"
She rises and takes my hand. As we get to the hostess, Arynel steps ahead and tells her that "Ms. Steele will be joining me at my table and would like her name crossed off the waiting list."
Some white wine for both of us as we chatted and tried to read the menu. I related my mundane life to her in a few sentences and she told me of owning a small jewelry store which she inherited when her parents died in an auto accident a few years ago. "I am 30 years old, never married and I live alone. End of my story" she said.
We talk and talk... and talk.... about everything it seems. She is such a pleasure to talk with. Finally we order some food. Yes, I order the lobster and don't even look at the price. She orders something with a French sounding name and orders a whole bottle of the wine we had just sampled. So we sipped wine until the food arrived. We both stopped talking long enough to eat. Now some after dinner wine. I am thinking " I'm not used to this. I hope I don't get drunk.. or sick."
I look over and she has her eyes closed, a slight smile on her face and her head is kind of bouncing to the music that is softly playing. Her eyes open and she sees me staring right into them.
"I enjoy music" she offered. "It relaxes me so and just kind of washes away all the trivia of the day. And I love to dance. Do you like to dance, Julie?'
"Oh gee, it has been so long since I danced. I always enjoyed it. I guess I still do even though I don't do much anymore."
"Would you dance with me?"
"Here? They don't have a dance floor do they?" I asked
Laughingly she said "No, not here. There is a little place I go now and then that plays some jazz and blues. Would you like to go?"
I stammered a little saying " Well, I don't know..... I should probably ..."
Arynel interrupted me with " You should probably go with me. If you go home what will you do? No one is home. You will fall asleep watching TV or something even more boring. This is your night out. Let's go have some fun. What do you say to that?"
"But two women arriving together, dancing together. What will the others think?"
"Believe me, Julie, no one will care and most won't even notice. After all, women dance together all the time at clubs, weddings, parties and things like that. No big deal."
"OK, I am game. Let's go. But I came in a taxi. I don't have a car here."
Her sparkling eyes smiled again at me as she replied "I have mine and it has more than a drivers seat, so you will ride with me and I will take you on a night to remember."
So after paying the bill we went out to her car and headed for the .... whatever place we were going. I didn't really know but I was along for the ride. We talk constantly for the 15 minutes it took to get there but I swear I don't remember now what the subjects were. I was looking at her the whole time, just admiring her good looks, her jewelry and her knees and thighs as they were exposed from her driving position. She turned her head a few times and looked at me also and I think I have had too much wine already. I actually feel a little something when she looks at me. She is so pretty. Her eyes and lips smile at the same time and I am thinking, "She likes the way I look too". Then I think .."Oh crap, she is just friendly and wants dance a few and then take me home."
We enter the bar. It is dark, not too crowded and a three piece combo on the small stage by the dance floor. Five couples are dancing. Two of the five are women. I thought to myself "Is this a gay place? I have heard of them but never been in one."
I reached out for her arm and whispered to her "Is this a gay bar?"
She snickered "No, it isn't. They just get some different people in here because of the music they provide. Doesn't draw many of the younger crowd. They aren't into this kind of music. Not loud enough I guess."
So we meandered to a small empty table by the wall, ordered wine and watched the dancers. Arynel put her hand on top of mine on the table and said "I am so glad we met tonight, Julie. We would both have dined alone and we wouldn't be here helping you to unwind. New friendships are always nice."
"I am glad too. You seem such a nice person and I really appreciate your thoughtfulness and company."
"Shall we dance, Julie?"
"I guess so. I hope I don't smash your toes or trip you" I laughed.
"You're gonna be fine, Girl. Quit worrying so much."
We slow danced a couple of songs then returned to the table to sip our wine. Hmmpf. The glasses were almost empty and I ordered another for both of us. I didn't come out tonight with sex on my mind, just to "get away from home" for a little while. My thoughts now are all about how her body feels against mine. Her breasts pushed against mine as we danced. Our arms were around each others bodies. Her right hand was down near my butt and it felt good. My god, I've had too much wine. But I am sipping more.
Back to the dance floor. A slow but kind of moving song was playing. Our bodies seemed a little tighter together but neither of us seemed to mind. Her hand is a little lower on my backside. She turns it so the heel of her hand is on my tailbone and her fingers extend down my butt over the cleft between my cheeks and her head is on my shoulder. I feel her pulling me into her a little more then she relaxes her hand as I think I must have resisted just a bit.. A half minute later she increases the pressure again and this time I don't think I stiffened against it. She relaxes again but now I feel what must be her middle finger pressing into the cleft back there. Not hard but just a gentle pressure of one errant finger. My hand is now a little lower on her behind than it was. I didn't purposely move it but there it was and I thought "Why not?" So I gently squeezed the cheek of her butt.
Her hand slides down a little more and her finger pushes my dress and panties into my cleft a little more. Then ever so slightly, she begins to just move her hand up and down a little. Our bodies are tight with each other. My hand is still on her butt cheek but not near her cleft. I feel her head move a little and then I feel her moist lips and hot breath against my ear.
She whispers "Julie, ... I want..... to... make love to you... tonight. Will you....go home...... with me?"
I was suddenly awake again. "Oh Arynel, I don't... I can't.. I.. I.... I have never done anything like this before. I don't know if I can. I ... "
Her tongue flicked my ear lobe. "Could we try ? If it isn't to your liking, I promise I will take you to your home whenever you say. I really like you and I really want to make love with you tonight."
At that point a warm glow engulfed my body and I think I would have made love with her right there on the dance floor if she had asked. The wine was circulating in me and I was warm and this gorgeous woman wanted to have sex with me. I was overwhelmed and I knew it would be wrong but that is part of what was driving me right now. But I was ready. I was horny. Tom and I hadn't had sex in almost a month, now this opportunity was upon me and since I have been noticing other women the pictures that flashed through my mind were the only things influencing my thoughts. I was visualizing Arynel naked, lying on a white carpet with her arms outstretched encouraging me to lie down with her. She looked so beautiful and.. ... and I am drunk I think. So what?
I nuzzled her ear with my nose. I licked my lips slightly then kissed her (just a peck) on the ear. I kept my mouth close to her ear and whispered "Yes Arynel, I want to. I want to test the waters. I'll go home with you." Her hand on the cleft of my butt pulled me tight against her and her warm breath was on my ear.
Kissing my ear again she replied "Good, I hoped you would say that but .....I would have taken you to your home if that was your choice."
She raised her head from my shoulder and looked me in the eyes. (from about 6 inches away) then moved her face forward to mine and kissed me on the lips. Just a tender, gentle kiss that probably only lasted 2 or 3 seconds. I felt a wave of heat surge though my body like I had never felt before. My knees seemed a little wobbly but I blamed the wine. But then I had a strange feeling in my crotch. I felt a little trickle of liquid. Did I pee? No, I thought, it didn't feel like that and didn't seem to come from there. Oh my god, I am getting wet down there. I haven't felt that in such a long time. I know I am smiling.
"What are you smiling about?" Arynel asks.
I didn't answer. I kissed her. My lips are moist and the heat between us is intense. I feel the tip of her tongue touch my lips. They part and her tongue enters my mouth. I have NEVER had another womans tongue in my mouth before. My tongue meets hers and they only touch for a second or two. She withdraws from the kiss and says "I think we should call it a night as far as dancing is concerned, don't you?"
"I agree. We should get off the floor before I fall and pull us both down" I laughed.
So she throws some money on the table and we head for the door. No one is paying any attention to us as I look back over the dim room.
The drive to her place was a bit quiet as we held hands and she took short glances my way as I was just looking at her all the time. Her beautiful smile told me she was enjoying it too.
We arrived at a big iron gate between two huge brick posts. I sat up a little higher and looked around. We were in the countryside somewhere. She pushed a button and the gate opened to allow us on down the paved drive. In the darkness I could see a couple of lights ahead. The house loomed large and pretentious in the headlights as we neared the now open garage door. I was in awe. She lived in a mansion.
She later explained that it had been built by her parents and she inherited it along with the jewelry store since she was their only child. I won't try to describe all the poshness and luxury I was exposed to in this house. It is just too..... too.
Entering the kitchen area from the garage, Arynel stopped and kicked off her pumps and turned to me saying "I am so glad to get those things off. I love to wear them but I am so glad to get them off too.. You may do that too if you want. I want you to feel at home and at ease here."
"I'll try" I muttered, not knowing what else to say to that.
She stepped over to me and hugged me tightly. I could feel my nipples as they stiffened against her breasts. The kiss was long and wet and hot and.... oh wow... it was awesome. She is such a great kisser and our tongues felt almost tied in a knot at times. Her tongue was so long. It seemed like it reached down my throat but I know it was only to the back of my mouth which is still a prett long tongue. My next thought was "How would that feel inside me somewhere else? Will it feel like a dick? Will it feel stiff, soft, hot .... what?" I found myself sucking her tongue as we kissed. Another first for me. I had played the tongue game with Tom but I had never sucked it like that.
She took me by the arm and led me to her bedroom which is on the main floor. Such a large suite. All for one person? Now standing by the bed hugging and kissing passionately, my mind is reeling with the possibilities of the rest of the evening.
"Arynel, I really want to do this. Whatever IT is but I am unsure and apprehensive as this is all so foreign and ethereal to me"
"Don't worry Julie. You are going to be fine. I will lead you and teach you but much of it is going to feel and be very natural for you," she offered. "I am sure you will be soon be at ease and enjoy our time together as much as I will."
I felt her unzip the back of my dress and put her hands on my bare back as she kissed about my neck and face. Her hands slid up to the shoulder straps and pushed those to slide down my arms to the bend of my elbows. Now I am wondering "Should I follow her lead and do these same things to her?"
I decided yes I should. I felt for her zipper. Finally I got my fingers on it and slowly pulled it to her waist, then on down as far as it would go which was to the middle of her butt. By now she had pulled my dress down to my waist exposing my back and my bra covered breasts. Lowering her face to my chest she began kissing the upper curvatures of my breasts as I felt her hands sliding my new dress down over my hips, and I shivered a little as I felt the slick material slide down my legs to become a rumpled black pile at my feet leaving me wearing only bra and pantyhose..
As I was attempting to copy-cat her attentions to me, I became aware that she was not wearing a bra. No strap across her back. Tingles coursed through me as I thought of how firm her breasts must be to push against me the way they did while we were dancing and kissing. I must pull that beige (actually it was beige with random gold looking threads throughout) dress down and feast my eyes on her breasts. I slid my hands along her back to the top of her dress, hooked my fingers in it and slowly pulled it down. She lowered her arms to make it easier for me and then for the first time I gazed upon her gorgeous breasts. Not large but oh so tempting. I thought "They look like two large Hershey Kisses". The milk chocolate color of their skin was the same there as her face and arms. The areola were darker of course and almost a purplish hue. The nipples are extended and seem large for the size of her breasts, I thought. Am I going to lick and suck on those nips.? Damn right I am and I am going to enjoy it. I pushed the dress on down past her hips and it fell around her ankles.
I felt her hands messing with the hooks on my bra strap as she was kissing and licking the exposed part of my breasts. When she had it free, she slid the straps off my shoulders and I lowered my arms to allow her to remove it and free my breasts from any restraint. Her warm wet mouth moved to my left nipple and as her lips engulfed it I felt the tip of her tongue caressing the very end of my nipple. I could hear and feel my heart pounding in my ears. Just then she clamped onto the nipple with her teeth causing me to pull back slightly which only served to increase the sensation. My painful little moan caused her to release my breast and ask "Did I nibble to hard? I'm sorry."
"Oh no" I replied. "It was just such a surprise and I wasn't expecting the delicious twinge of pain it gave me I loved it "
She immediately bobbed her head to the right one and repeated her ministrations there. I was prepared this time and able to enjoy the slight pain which was really exciting me. I raised her face to mine and kissed her passionately on the lips. She sucked my tongue into her hot mouth then pushed it back with hers as she shoved that long tongue of hers into my mouth again. I pulled back and said "My turn." as I kissed my way down to her firm breasts and nipples. I took one nipple between my lips and sucked as I flicked it with my tongue. I could hear Arynel moaning softly as I nibbled at it and sucked it voraciously. My wet tongue and lip slid across to the other breast leaving a trail of saliva between them. She lightly held my head as I worked over that nipple as well.
Her hands left my head and moved to the waistband of my pantyhose. She hooked her thumbs in and pulled them straight down, pulling her nipple from my mouth as she went. I am totally nude. I raise one foot as she tries to pull the pantyhose out of the way. Then I raise the other one and she flings them to the side. She stepped toward the huge bed which was the main focus of the room and pulled covers back and then all the way to the end of the bed. Watching her move I just now realize that she is wearing only skimpy bikini type panties. They are just a little lighter in color than her skin. Also I realize that she isn't wearing pantyhose or hose of any kind. Her legs are bare and thats the way they were when I first saw her. What awesome legs she has. The are so beautifully shaped, smooth and almost shiny which is why I thought she was wearing hose in the restaurant waiting room.
She comes back to me, still wearing her panties, so I reach out and hook my thumbs in the waistband and start pulling them down. "I was wondering why you left those on me," she said.
"OH, I just hadn't got to them yet" I replied. "I have been kinda busy."
I droppped down to one knee pulling them down and as she moved her feet so I could pull them out of the way I looked up and was staring only a few inches away, at her bare shaven pussy. The slightly darker folds of her labia were a little moist. I smiled a little (at least inside) knowing that I had been able to help cause that. I had never seen a completely hairless pussy before except when my daughters were very young.
Arynel helped me up and said "We should move other there," looking at the bed.
Holding my arm she led me there. Helping me to lie down and stretch out, she whispers almost so softly that I cant hear "You are the student. I am the teacher. I will pleasure you such as you have never known before. You will accept everything, question nothing. You will learn of womanly love and most of all, you will enjoy"
I closed my eyes as she kissed me and moved onto the bed then stretched her body alongside and against mine. Her leg moved across mine, her hand massaged my breast and nipple. She raises up, straddling my body on her knees. Both hands are working my breasts as her bald pussy is very close to mine. Mine is soaked. I can feel it oozing. Sitting up straight on her knees now, she reaches down to play with the brownish fuzzy hair below my pubic bone. Pulling it a little, she snickers as I flinch. I can see most of what she is doing. She reaches her own slit and rubs her fingers around then moves them to my pussy and rubs her juices around on me. My breathing is quick and ragged. This is so erotic to me. Her fingers force their way between my thighs and rub up and down in my slit. Her left knee comes up and over and pushes between my legs to force them apart. Her fingers probe deeper but not inside yet.. I help her by making more room. One finger enters me and gently moves around in a small circle as if she is checking it out. She stops and plunges that finger as deep as it can go with her knuckles pushing agains my lips. Rotating her hand back and forth against my wet lips then inserting a second finger, I feel my hips rising for more. Without removing her hand, she moves to my side and begins servicing my breasts and nipples with her mouth as she continues to slide those two fingers in and out of me. Her fingers are out and she is looking at them. She puts one in her mouth and sucks it dry. The other one she puts to my lips. I open and she inserts it into my mouth. I suck it just as she did. I can see her eyes and lips smiling. She kisses my mouth and her fingers slide back into my hot hole again. Her head slides down to my breasts where she alternately sucks and bites each nipple, licking all over with her tongue. Her tongue is now on my navel and she is frenching it then her tongue withdraws and she tries to suck my navel. More licking and kissing as she moves downward on my abdomen toward my crotch. I feel her lips in my pubic hair. She is kissing the hair, pulling it with her lips, then biting it and pulling it with her teeth. A little pain, my eyes are closed and I see a few stars. Now I feel her hot breath directly on my pussy. She is so close but not touching it except with her relentless fingers. My knees are in the air, spread wide, my feet are flat on the sheets and my hips are churning to her loving advances. SHE KISSES MY PUSSY!!! Oh my god, the mental picture of her brown lips on my white pussy (I can't see her face now) sends a definite tremor through me. I feel her tongue slipping its tip between my protuding lips and I am just burning inside. She slides off the bed to her knees on the carpet. Pulling me around so I am lying across the bed with my knees at the edge of the matress. She puts her head between my legs then pushes forward so my legs extend over her shoulders and her face pushes against my pussy. I feel her tongue coursing up and down the full length of my slit, back and forth, back and forth, working its way inside the lips a little deeper each time. The tip of that wonderful tongue is at my entrance. I feel it pushing its way in. Then it retracts a bit and licks the inside of my lips from one side to the other. Then it penetrates again. Not far but I know it is inside me. Her hands are reaching for my breasts. I try to raise my head and shoulders to see what she is doing. Her fingers find my nipples and are rolling them around like marbles between them while her face is buried in my burning hot, wet pussy as that tongue pushes in and out of me. One hand leaves my breast. I feel it at the top of my crotch then it is a little lower with her fingers pulling the flesh there and I know she is trying to reach my clit. Now both hands are there and she is pulling the skin both directions and can feel that it is being exposed. Her tongue comes out and is now seeking my clit. Two maybe three fingers enter my pussy. Her lips and tongue are burning me alive. Her fingers are almost punishing they are so furious in their assault. I feel like I am bouncing up and down but I know I am not falling off the bed because of the way she is holding me with her hands, arms and head. I feel a pain sensation as she lip sucks my clit and rolls it with her tongue. She continues at that as her fingers are punishing my dripping pussy. I can feel it running down and know it must be soaking the sheets.
All of a sudden, I feel this great warmth welling up in my stomach. I know what it is of course, but it is so much more intense than I have ever known before. The heat engulfs my whole body as I begin to tremble a bit. My knees draw up toward my chest, breathing is almost impossible, my hands are now servicing my own nipples inducing pleasurable pain. I am shaking all over and my muscles are contracting and relaxing spontaneously. I am totally out of control as this orgasmic wave rolls through my body like an earthquake. I hear some one yelling " Ary.... I'm cumming..". My mind is so occupied that I don't even realize that I am the one yelling and screaming. Her lips and tongue continue their assault on my clit. But I am slowly returning to consciousness. I really think I was out of it. She moves her face back and down to my pussy again as she pulls her fingers from within me. I feel her tongue licking, cleaning me from almost to my rectum up to my clit. I feel her arm moving and her one hand reaches up to my face and she puts "those two" fingers to my lips for me to kiss and suck clean which I gladly do. After a couple more good hard licks with her tongue and a deep french kiss to my pussy she moves to lie beside me on the bed. My pussy is aching after her violent fingering. Her face is soaked and shiny with my juices and cum. Some of it is beginning to crust a little already. She smiles and moves to kiss me. I open my mouth for her unbelievable tongue and suck it like a dick. She pulls back after few seconds and just looks me in the eyes. I raise my face to hers and begin to lick all my "stuff" off her cheeks, nose and chin. I didn't know if thats what I was supposed to do but I wanted it. I turned to look at the bedside clock. All this had taken a little more than an hour. It seemed like 5 minutes. "Guess time does fly when you are having fun, Ary," I thought to myself as I roll toward her and we embrace into a really big bear hug.