The following story contains sexual scenes between two women. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law.
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3AM -- Lacie Babenco
Event promotions. Every time the Circus or an ice show or even big movie premieres come to town, my company helped to promote whatever came to my fair city. Working in promotions means long hours. If you've never worked in this field, the hours can be tough enough in and of itself, but you're usually at a location, lost in a sea of clueless people. That requirement to be part of a strong team builds trust between co-workers, fast.
I'd been paired up with Eileen about 4 months back. She came from another agency that did the same kind of work but with our roster of clients, she wanted to move her career up with the prime time companies my company worked for. She's a fun girl that loves to joke around to keep the mood light but she's a professional through and through. Her style compliments my more conservative and detail-oriented way. I build the plans for a promotion and she is there to help me adjust when they go awry.
The late nights led to many occasions where we were up at 3, 4 or even 5 in the morning. Too late to get drinks but too jacked up on coffee to sleep, we ended up bonding quickly because as two twenty-something single girls, we were usually out working when others are socializing. Nothing was shocking when we'd crash at one anothers house after talking till dawn on a Friday night - Saturday morning.
It was during one of these late nights that Eileen seemed very torn about what we were discussing. As I had gotten to know her, I could see she wore her feelings on her sleeve and this night she was conflicted, like something insider her needed to come out. Her reserved manner was unusual and I began to challenge her, pressing her to tell me what she seemed to have a problem with. We had become so close, so fast that I was worried that something was wrong.
Finally, after much pressure, she finally told me; she is a lesbian. I paused and totally understood why she was so torn. Quickly, I smiled and gave her a hug to reassure her that her confession was fine with me. To know this about Eileen was a surprise, I never would have guessed it and it must be so hard for her to feel as if this is a secret she had to keep. Nearly crying she was so overjoyed to share this with me and feel my acceptance.
Maybe it was the flow of emotions, maybe it was that Eileen was such a good friend to me, maybe it was the buzz of too much coffee but something came over me. Eileen's touch as we had hugged seemed to awaken something in me. I had never been with a woman before but being with her, in my apartment suddenly felt as if an energy was sparked in me.
We silently looked at each other for a long moment. She read my look, nearly with perfection as I tried to process all the feelings inside me. Eileen leaned in and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. It was soft, far softer than I had with anyone before and had feelings that I had no idea existed within me. There were tingles that coursed through me, from my scalp to my toes I was feeling something new and exciting.
Eileen took a very long look at me -- our eyes fixed on one another and she whispered words of encouragement to 'trust her..' I could only nod in approval as she took my hand and we moved from the couch to stand in the middle of the floor in my living room. Pulling me into a hug, her lips moved to my ear and she whispered in my ear, causing my body to melt to her words. She told me to relax and that she had wanted to do something with me for many weeks and couldn't let the night end until she had at least tried to.
She asked me -- for one hour, to totally trust her. One hour of my life that she wanted me to have dedicated to her. What surprised me was that she told me she would remain dressed and we would largely talk. I felt reassured, like some sort of warm wave of comfort was covering me totally. I couldn't resist the words she had, the direction she gave, I wanted to trust her and told her I was ready to begin my hour with her.
Eileen's words were clear, I needed to remove much of my clothing, she wanted me to keep only my bra on. Normally I would thought that this was unusual but my mind was in no space to resist her. She stepped back and watched, taking a sip of wine as she looked on me quickly getting down to just a bra. Offering me both of her hands, we moved down to our knees, facing one another and she leaned in again, hugging me, pressing our bodies together, my skin feeling every stitch of clothing she had on my near nakedness. With her lips again near my ear, her words were to the point, she wanted to be with me as I was to pleasure myself.
Letting me go from the embrace, Eileen met my gaze with a gentle smile and knowing look as I felt the overwhelming need to do as she said. Her hands at her sides as she looked at me, my body just inches from her as my hands began to slide up my thighs, allowing my fingernails to scratch my now ultra-sensitive skin. My eyes looked into hers as I felt like I was giving an erotic performance for her. My body responded, with wetness growing inside me faster and hotter than I had been aware of before.
Letting my fingertips move to my lower stomach, my sensual staring contest with Eileen continued as I found my trimmed sensual fur. Impossible to let my lips remain still, they quivered so slightly causing Eileen to smile gently to encourage me to explore myself more. My left hand on my stomach, my right hand along my fine hair, I could feel more than I had before, the scent of this other woman near me made it even more erotic to me and I felt transported as if I was on some new and amazing exotic drug.
My brain wanted to feel embarrassed but my desire overwhelmed me as my fingers found my sensual folds of skin, the moistness as my fingers parted the petals and I couldn't hide the groan of pleasure. Eileen reached her hands up and put them on my bare shoulders, to steady me as I began to close my eyes and let the emotion take me over. The need to feel pleasure took me to a new place as I inserted my fingers to my drenched sex. I felt as if I was all alone in my own paradise but anchored to reality via the touch of Eileen's fingertips on my shoulders.
Fingers inside me again, familiar but so new and exciting as I felt a dreamlike sense of being outside my body, watching Eileen and I together, her watching, me, performing.
Circling my entire sex with my fingers and paying close attention to my swollen clit, I massaged and then inserted into my body 2 fingers and curved them around to find the bumps of pleasure that I had known since I had learned what it was like to be a woman. Shuddering, moaning and feeling so tremendously vulnerable to it all, I was breathing faster and faster, gritting my teeth and hissing as I brought my body closer and closer to orgasm just for Eileen to witness.
She said nearly nothing, but she communicated with me by gently sounds and hums of tone. Her fingers would increase pressure and move gently to make sure I knew she was with me. I responded with louder and louder moans and coos as I let my passion drive my senses to new highs.
Finally, the first real words came out of Eileen "Let it all go" and they were all I needed. I cried out and orgasmed almost immediately. My body jumping, her hands holding my shoulders tightly as I wanted to leap out of my skin in extasy. The fluids within me now leaking out and dripping on my carpet as I arched my back and then convulsed with each wave of pleasure. My hand was moving quickly and urgently as if I had to cum hard, as hard as possible for Eileen to see.
Nearly collapsing, Eileen embraced me softly and stroked my hair as I whimpered in her clutch. Saying nothing but "shhhhhh" for many minutes, I felt my entire body overtaken by erotic pleasure that was warm and comforting.
She held me that night for the first time like no woman had before.
- fin