This is the follow-up story to my last one titled, "Encounter Group" in the "College" section.
ROSLYN AND JANET
Roslyn and I had had our first sexual encounter on a nudist beach and we agreed to meet at my unit, not far from the University, a few days later. We were both skipping classes for the day, mainly because Ros needed to make sure her husband didn't know she was having a lesbian relationship and we needed to be careful that no one who knew us was aware of it either, as we lived in a country area of northern NSW and word gets around pretty fast!
I had got up and been for a jog and showered, anticipating Roslyn's arrival around 8.30am. I really disciplined myself not to masturbate in the shower, though for the last few days, ever since our beach encounter, I had gotten so wet every time I thought of Ros naked and the exploration we had done on the beach. What had me particularly excited was that this was a married woman who had not had any lesbian sexual experiences before she met me. And now she was seriously thinking of leaving her marriage - despite having a young child - and striking out on her own, maybe as a lesbian. Such courage I admired (still do all these years later) and it also made me feel very aroused that Ros was exploring her sexuality using me as her test case, so to speak.
I dressed in just a sarong (no undies) wrapped around my body and tried to eat some breakfast though I was getting too excited to have much. Finally settled for an orange juice only.
I was 26 when this happened and Roslyn was 28. I was a dark-haired woman back then (still am), 5 ft 9-inches tall, with average size breasts. Sometimes I let my pubic hair grow (brownish) but I always keep it closely trimmed. But often I shave all my pubic hair. I love the clean, naked experience and I get a real turn-on seeing other women's bald pussies. Though ones with pubic hair also arouse me. Guess I'm just a very highly sexed woman. I always have been. My bottom was always quite apple-shaped, though in recent years, it is more pear-shaped and now definitely larger!!!
I've always loved bare bottoms. I think it goes back to the fact that my Dad used to spank my bare bottom and though it hurt like hell, as I reached puberty, his spanking used to get me quite aroused, bent across his lap or over my bed, exposing everything i have. When i was in primary school we had a female teacher who used to spank girls and boys on their bare bottoms in the class-room! This was back in the 1950's in the UK. Accepted then. Nowadays they would lock her up and throw away the key. I think that was the first time I realized that I was more attracted to girls sexual bits than boys. I used to get quite aroused seeing the bare bottoms of my female school friends - especially if they opened their legs as they were spanked and exposed their little bald pussies to my view. I never felt the same arousal with the boys. Interesting, isn't it? But, ever since those days, I've admired women's bums as they walk down the street and if I get a glimpse of their panties, I just about cream myself. Anyway, enough of the diversion. i was waiting for Roslyn to arrive. And she did, just a bit after 8.30am.
I opened the front door and ushered her in before she knocked. Closing the door, I turned and looked her up and down. Her perfume was so evident though she had not put on any make-up except some lipstick. Roslyn smiled at me, looking me up and down.
"God, I don't think you're wearing anything under that sarong, Janet!"
I laughed. "I'm not, my darling. Just to make it easier for you.
By this time in my life, I was keeping a diary and I still have all of them. So the diary has helped me recall some of the details of that day.
Roslyn was wearing jeans and a loose fitting pink blouse with short sleeves. She kicked off her sandals by my door and we walked hand in hand into the lounge room. I offered her a cup of tea. Ros giggled and said she was too worked up to eat or drink and hardly knew how she kept so cool and normal getting up that morning, chatting to her husband and then dropping her little one off at the infants school.
"Well," I said, "my suggestion is that we go into the bedroom and I let you do what you want with me before I do what I want with you, Ros."
"Sounds very wicked - and exciting," she responded.
When we got into the bedroom I suggested that as Ros was exploring her lesbian side, she should undress me and spend time looking and touching before I did anything to her.
We stood facing one another and she said softly, "I want you to kiss me first."
We pressed our lips together and softly caressed one another's mouths. Within seconds we had our arms around one another, our mouths opening and our tongues dancing across each other's tongues and teeth. I ran my hands up and down her back and sides, trying to keep myself from touching her breasts. But I couldn't resist grabbing her bum cheeks with both hands and squeezing. Ros responded by pressing her jean-clad groin into my pubic area and caressing my bottom over the thin material of my cotton sarong.
We stepped apart and her eyes were glistening with excitement. Ros stared into my brown eyes and she started to undo the knot of my sarong, above my breasts, without taking her eyes off mine. I stood with my arms by my side. I felt my sarong come loose and then fall away from my body. I stood naked before Roslyn's feasting eyes.
"You are so sexy and so beautiful," she said, as she drank my features in from my breasts with their now prominent nipples, down my stomach, across my belly-button and down to my hairless, shaved pubes. She smiled as she let her fingers from one hand gently caress the outside of my bald vagina.
"Turn around and bend over the bed," Roslyn commanded. Memories of my Dad's spankings flashed through my mind, but it was not to be so. Roslyn stroked my bottom and spread apart my crack. I knew she could see my anus as well as my pussy with the outer lips opening up. How erotic. I could feel my juices starting to flow. Ros slid her hand down over my bottom to the area between my legs. Her fingers slid into my pussy without effort. I was so wet. She pushed in two fingers and started to move them in and out. I gripped the bed clothes and spread my legs wider, moaning with ecstasy.
Then I felt her fingers withdraw and I sensed her kneeling down behind me. Once again her fingers penetrated my pussy. Then she slid my wetness with one finger up between my bottom and touched my anus.
"Please, do it," I hissed. Ros pushed a finger tentatively into my anus. Her other hand fingers penetrated my now soaking vagina. Her fingers moved up to caress my clit, then back along the slit, penetrating, before going up to my clit again. It didn't take long for me to experience my first orgasm and Ros's fingers were soaked with my love juices.
She pulled back and stood up.
"I looked around. She was stripping her jeans off. I sat up on the bed and watched as Roslyn first pulled her jeans off her legs and feet allowing me to see her white cotton panties with their unmistakeable wet patch over her pubes. Next she threw off her blouse and the white bra. Her large breasts with their dark nipples played before my lusting eyes. I slipped two fingers into my sopping pussy as I watched Roslyn strip naked. Down went her panties revealing that light brown pubic bush and out of the thatch, her prominent outer pussy lips emerged. Her long straight hair swirled around her breasts as she bent towards me.
I could wait no longer. I pulled her, my hands on her waist, into me as I fell backwards across the bed. Our lips met in feverish kisses and tongues penetrating one another's mouths. We were hungry with lust. As Ros slid up my thighs, I took her nipples, one at a time, into my mouth and suckled her beautiful breasts. She panted and leaned over me, giving me more access to her breasts. Then she slid forward even more and I found myself kissing her navel while caressing her large tits with my hands. After a few minutes I slid my hands onto her slender waist and encouraged Ros to move up further. She got the message. My face was now embraced by her pubic hair and vagina. She steadied her hands on the bed, leaning backwards and thrusting her pussy at my mouth. She slid upright, bending her legs and sitting across my face, facing me. I pulled her outer lips apart with my fingers, seeing the red inner cave and her clitoris engorged and begging to be licked. I didn't disappoint my new lover. I sucked on her clit and slid my tongue up and down her wet, slimy, musk-tasting vagina. I pushed my tongue deeply into her and fucked her with it. Ros went wild and humped me as I alternated my mouth and fingers all over and into her pussy.
Eventually she screamed out, "I'm coming!" and began to buck really urgently. I increased my finger thrusting and sucked her clitoris for all I was worth. I felt her shudder and shake and her cum leaked all over my face and fingers.
She breathed deeply and fell sideways across my double bed, all sweating and pink. Roslyn's face and neck were bright red in the aftermath of her orgasm.
For the next hour or so we lay side by side hugging and talking and very gently exploring one another's bodies. Gentle touches of breasts and lips and fingers and shoulders and necks. Licking one another's ears.
Gradually we started to get excited again. Ros was lying on her back, spread legs and I was softly exploring her pussy with two fingers. I leaned over and licked her again. She opened her legs even wider and drew in a sharp intake of air as she held my head in place with her hands. I licked and tongued her for some minutes. Then I eased out, placing butterfly kisses down her thighs and then up her belly.
"Can I taste you, Janet?" Roslyn whispered. I've sucked a number of cocks but never gone down on a woman. What does it taste like? I mean, I've licked my own fingers after masturbating, but is it different tasting with another woman?"
I smiled. " I love going down on a woman and I love a woman going down on me. I think every woman has her own slightly different taste, but none are nasty. Have a go, and if you want to stop, I don't mind."
I lay back and opened my legs. Roslyn shuffled around until she was kneeling next to me. She played with my bald vagina, gently touching and sliding her fingers around and inside. Then she spread open my outer lips and licked her fingers. She slid a finger over and around my clit. She licked her finger again. Then, very tentatively, she lowered her face over my belly and I felt her first touch on my pussy with her lips. Then her tongue slowly licked up and down my slit. I instructed Ros to kneel next to my bed on the floor and I slid down until my pussy was right on the edge in front of her face, my legs dangling towards the floor. I reached down and with my fingers opened up my own pussy lips and encouraged her to lick again. It didn't take long before Roslyn was sucking away at me and I was starting to breathe really fast. Her tongue darted in and out of my hole and she licked up and down and around my clitoris. She then focused on my clit and I urged her to put her fingers into my hole and pump really fast and hard. I came after a couple more minutes!
Then I pulled her face down to mine and I licked and kissed my own juices off of her tongue and lips. "How was that for you?" I asked.
"So good," she said, snuggling into me. "Thanks so much for letting me explore all of this."
"My pleasure, believe me!" I laughed.
We got up soon after and wandered around the house naked, talking and making coffee. I loved looking at her body and she was taking the same liberty with me. Two highly sexed women in their late 20's, making the most of it.
Later, we returned to the bedroom for another round of sex. This time, I recall, we did a 69 and also fingered one another's anus holes.
The morning flew away and soon it was time for Roslyn to go.
We did have sex together several more times over the next few months. usually at my place or on the nudist beach. Though I recall us also fingering one another in a car and once finger-fucking one another in the ladies toilets at the University!
Roslyn did eventually separate from her husband and she got a job, after graduation, in another State of Australia. I've lost contact with her now, though I feel pretty sure that she would have had other lesbian experiences after our time together.