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Lonely No More By Annie B
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I had reached the end of my sexual rope. I hadn't had sex in 2 years simply because I was way picky. My last girlfriend was completely neurotic, and I didn't realize this til months after she dumped me for another woman. It had been a very serious relationship, lasting nearly 5 years. The relationship made me miss my prime dating years, but it opened my eyes to exactly how many crazies there were out there. But now here I was, aching for the touch of a woman again. Masturbation just wasn't cutting it anymore. Off the top of my head I could think of 3 women who I knew would come over if I just said the word. I knew better, though. I had previously turned each one down because of my picky nature. One was way too intense and dramatic, one wanted to fuck me while her boyfriend watched, and one was a bulldyke who went by the name "Dragon". So not my type. But it was Saturday night and I was very lonely.
I poured myself a glass of wine and got on the net to check my e-mail. Almost as soon as I brought up my browswer, I was greeted by 3 pop-ups.
"Damn things." I muttered as I clicked out of them. However, I stopped myself when I saw that one of them was a gay and lesbian oriented "discreet encounters" website. Intriqued, I actually clicked on this one. I entered in my information and did a search. There were quite a few returns! Some of the women looked way slutty, but some of them looked pretty normal. I figured they were just like me, simply wanting some fun. You couldn't even read the profiles if you weren't a member, but I noticed the website owners were offering a 3 day trial for $5.99. This gave you access to the entire site, including chat and private messages. After mulling it over for a bit and finishing the glass of wine, I decided to go for it. What else was I going to do tonight, anyway? I filled out my profile and submitted it. I was debating whether or not to add a picture, when a message box popped up.
"Hi, I noticed you're new and you're from the same area as me. How are you tonight?" it read. Wow! That was fast.
"Good evening," I wrote back "I'm fine, thank you. I just discovered this site a few minutes ago and decided to see what it's about. How's life in your neck of the greater Phoenix area?"
I clicked on the stranger's profile. She didn't have a picture up, but her profile said she was 28, 5'4", 120 lbs, brown hair, & hazel eyes. She mentioned being "bi-curious", having never been with a woman before but always having an interest. This was kind of a turn-off for me, as I prefer women who are comfortable with their sexuality. But, no harm could come from talking to this woman. I asked her what made her interested in women. She responded that she's had a very serious boyfriend for the past 3 years and she loves him a lot, but she felt there was something missing. She said that more and more lately she has found herself checking women out, wondering what kind of underwear they're wearing, what they would look like naked, the taste of their pussy, etc. Her parents and friends adored her boyfriend, who really was a great guy, but her heart just wasn't in it anymore and she knew she would disappoint everyone in her life if she were to break up with him and turn to other women.
I could sympathize with her. What she said made a lot of sense. We continued talking for a couple hours. I explained my situation with my ex and she seemed sympathetic as well. We also talked about lighter subjects, like what we do for fun, what brought us to the area, and what we did for a living. It turned out we were both sales representatives for a large corporation! We even loved and hated the same aspects of our jobs. We really seemed to click. She sounded like a lot of fun, and she was very easy to talk to. A stirring in my crotch reminded me why I was on the site to begin with. I had a long history of finding women I actually liked and wanted to date, but becoming too much of a friend. I could feel my chances with this one were starting to fade.
"As you can probably tell by now, this isn't like me, being on a site like this. But I'm so lonely I can't stand it anymore. Would you be willing to meet me tonight? It can be by your terms, no pressure at all. What do you say?" I looked over what I typed a couple times, and then clicked send. There was no going back now. It seemed like forever before she relpied.
"Yes, I think I would like that. You seem like a very nice person."
We made arrangements to meet at a motel that was in a pretty centralized location to both of us. She called ahead of time to get an actual room number, 207. I was to meet her there in an hour. Just enough time for a quick shower and shave. I grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses on my way out. I chuckled to myself as I started the car. It was only then that I realized we hadn't even exchanged names.
By the time I pulled into the motel parking lot, I was very nervous at what I was about to do. I mean, yes the woman seemed very nice and very sincere, but who's to say she wasn't some kind of whackjob, or even worse...a man. And yet, something was still pulling me inside the motel to meet this mystery woman. I stood in front of the door to room 207, bottle of wine and glasses in tow. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. When the door opened and I saw the woman standing in the doorway, it felt like the wind was knocked out of me. The woman looked just as shocked to see me, too. In an instant, everything made sense. It was Stevie, a woman I worked with. I talked to Stevie often at work, and I knew all about her history with her boyfriend, that they had been together for three years but she wasn't feeling it anymore and she basically stayed with him because everyone else wanted her to. I had no idea that she was attracted to women, though. I could tell that Stevie was having the same thoughts about me, piecing things together. She knew the story of my ex, but I had been ambiguous as to the gender of said ex. Slowly, a smile spread across Stevie's face and she started laughing. I couldn't help but to laugh as well. Pretty soon we were completely in stitches. An overweight old man in a stained tank top and boxers poked his yead out into the hallway.
"Shut up, it's the middle of the night!" he hissed. Stevie quickly ushered me into the room and locked the door.
"I don't fucking believe this. Hi Liz." she said.
"Hi Stevie. Wow this is..."
"Awkward?"
"Actually I was going to go with pretty fucking funny. I'm really embarrassed right now."
"God, it can't compare to how completely mortified I am. Although, I'm somewhat relieved. What the hell were we thinking anyway? Do you know how dangerous what were doing was?"
I laughed. "I had the same exact thought out in the parking lot. I nearly turned around. Now, I'm glad I didn't."
Stevie smiled. "Me too."
Now that the initial shock had more or less worn off, I took Stevie in for the first time tonight. I have always thought Stevie was very attractive, but I never let myself crush on her because I knew she had a boyfriend. No sense fawning over someone I could never have. Tonight though, she looked very sexy and inviting in an understated way. Her shoulder length brown hair was pulled back in a pony tail, with wisps falling on her face. Her bangs were kept pretty long, and I always thought it was cute whenever I'd see her blow upward to get them out of her eyes. She was wearing a simple dark green silk button-down shirt and jeans. The top three buttons on her shirt were undone, I could tell she wasn't wearing anything underneath. There was a sparkle in her eyes tonight which I chalked up to as a cross between the excitement of the unknown, and the candles she had lit around the room.
"So what now?" Stevie asked.
I chuckled. "Your terms, remember?" I replied.
Stevie nodded. "Well, I already paid for the room, and that wine you have there looks pretty good." I got out my pocket knife which has a corkscrew attachment, opened the wine, and poured us each a glass. We sipped our wine sitting on the bed together and talked more in depth about our experiences in love and sex. Before too long, the wine was gone and there was a growing sexual tension between the two of us. Between the initial purpose of meeting here tonight, having the mystery woman actually be someone I knew and trusted, and the wine, I was feeling quite aroused. Judging from the hungry look in Stevie's eyes, and the fact that her nipples were prominitely stiff through her thin shirt, I could tell Stevie was getting aroused herself.
"Liz?" she asked.
"Yes?"
"Are we still doing things by my terms?
"Well, what are you thinking now?"
"I want to know what it's like, Liz. I want you to be the one to show me how it is to be with another woman." I scooted close to her on the bed, so that our bodies were nearly touching.
"Only if you're sure, Stevie. If you want me to stop at any time, just tell me, ok?"
Stevie smiled. "Oh, I doubt I'll have to tell you to stop. But thank you."
I put one hand on the back of Stevie's neck and brushed her cheek with the back of my other hand. She closed her eyes and I pulled her toward me for our first kiss. I was surprised when Stevie put her arms around me and held me close. I draped my arms loosely around her and lightly stroked her back. Stevie held nothing back as she kissed me. her eagerness to be with mee turned me on even more. Stevie's warmth seemed to be flowing off her skin in waves. I could feel how hot her skin was through the thin material of her shirt. I moved my hands around to the front of her shirt and began to undo her remaining buttons. As I did this I felt her kiss become even more passionate. I effortlessly slid her shirt off her shoulders and moved my mouth away from hers. I nipped lightly at her nose before I started kissing and nibbling the side of her neck. I had been right about Stevie opting out of a bra tonight. I took a warm mound of flesh in each hand and kneaded them. Stevie threw her head back and let out a moan. Stevie put her hand to the back of my head and ran her fingers through my hair. I gently lowered her back onto the bed and straddled her as I flipped my own shirt off. I started working on getting her pants off, and she reached around me to unhook my bra. We both giggled as she fumbled numerous attempts at getting my bra unhooked. She was finally successful, and then she went for my pants as I took in how lovely she looked wearing only a black lacey thong.
When my jeans were off, I lowered myself onto her and put my knee to her pussy. She imitated this action and we rhythmically moved into each other. Stevie dipped her head down to plant kisses on my breasts, which were probably a cup size larger than hers. This all felt great, but after seeing Stevie in just that thong, I needed to taste her. I slowed my rocking down before I took my leg away from her sex and lifted myself up into a push up stance. For a second she looked alarmed like she thought I was stopping. I winked at her to let her know that this was far from the case, and she seemed to catch on. I lowered my lips to hers for another deep kiss. I then started kissing around her jawline and I licked and nibbled a trail down across her neck, shoulders, and chest and onto her left breast until my mouth found its destination at her nipple. I felt her take in a sharp breath as I gently bit her nipple then covered it with my mouth and tongue as I sucked hungrily at it. I continued my downward trek down her stomach, grazing her bronzed skin with my tongue. I briefly kissed her belly button. When I got down to her thong, I looked up at her and she caught my eye. She was breathing heavily now, and she looked like she was going to squirm out of her skin as I took the fabric of her thong in my teeth and started pulling it off. After I got it around her feet I moved my way back up positioning myself under her. I nibbled softly at each inner thigh. Then I caught my first glance of her awaiting sex. She kept herself totally shaved and her lips were glistening with her cum. She shivered as my tongue made its first contact. I let my tongue glide its way around her moistened pussy, seeking out her clit. I gave it gentle flicks with my toungue. I could tell she was liking this as she started bucking against my face for more. I granted her request by slowly inserting two fingers inside of her as I continued lapping at her clit. It wasn't long before her moans turned into cries of pleasure and I felt the insides of her pussy tighten around my fingers as a trickle of cum signified her orgasm. I took my fingers out of her and brought them to my mouth and licked them clean. I then worked my way back up to Stevie's mouth and gave her a wet sloppy kiss, letting her taste herself.
After we broke the kiss Stevie wasted no time in giving my ass a little spank, flipping me over and pulling my panties off. Surprised yet again by her eagerness, she dove right into my pussy, licking it and kissing it as she had been kissing me earlier. I was faintly aware of the sounds escaping me, but I was mostly hung up on how wonderful this felt. It had been far too long since a total hottie had made me feel this good. She began to take the opposite approach that I had. She started fucking me with her tongue, plunging it deep inside me and then out again, doing this at various speeds. She had taken her thumb, moistened it with my juices, and began rubbing it against my clit. This woman was damn good for a "virgin"! My orgasm came and subsided in a wave of carnal bliss. We got under the covers of the bed and held each other close as we caught our breath. Finally, I spoke.
"Was it what you expected it would be?" I asked.
"No." she replied softly.
I stiffened. "No??"
"No. It was so much better than I ever imagined it could be. Thank you for letting me experience this with you."
I smiled. "The pleasure was all mine, believe me."
Stevie laughed. "I have some big decisions ahead of me now, you know."
"Yes, you do. But for now let's enjoy what we have right here, right now." In response, Stevie kissed me once again, then cuddled up to me with her face nuzzled in my neck, and we held each other until we fell asleep.