First Night of Summer Fling By: Daisy D.
This all started on the hottest night this summer. Leading into June we hadn't exactly had the best weather but by the second week of June the weather turned into the most humid week all summer. It was Tuesday night and I was feeling very warm. At around 11 o'clock there was nothing else for me to do and I started to get that feeling and before long my hands started to wander. Just as I started to feel my fingers getting wet my doorbell rang.
I was hesitant to go to the door because all I had on was a skimpy pair of flannel boxers and a tight tank top and I was just about to get to the best part of playing with myself. But I decided that I should answer the door just in case it was important. I opened the door and in she walked, one of my best friends who I had an enormous crush on, Katie, walked in.
"Hey, it's ridiculously hot outside. I thought I should stop by since I just got off work and was walking home." She said as she stepped in. Katie and I had been hooking up for a while and there was just something about her that set her apart from every other girl I knew. Before we had started hooking up Katie had considered herself straight. I never liked labels for this precise reason; when you like someone to me that is all that matters and she was having a hard time coming to grips with her feelings for me. To be completely honest I was shocked she stopped by we hadn't talked in a few days.
She looked immaculate; with a slight glisten from all the moisture in the air and she was wearing some intense cut offs and a shirt that showed off what cleavage she had. In most senses Katie wasn't my type at all; she was smaller chested, with a huge ass and to top it off she was pretty short. Myself I'm about 5'6 and like my girls to be about the same height as me but Katie was about 5 feet even. But she did have one quality that always attracted me, she was a dancer.
Katie and I met at work when I was in the middle of a nasty break up with my first love. I knew that there was something special about her but at the same time I knew that she wasn't going to be my next love. I knew she was perfect for right now. At first we fit together so well; minus our physical needs. Katie is one of those girls who doesn't need sex and who doesn't even talk about it openly. I, on the other hand, am as sexual as they come most people joke about me having the mentality of a man because sex is always on my brain. I never wanted to push her so we kept our hook ups relatively innocent. Most of the time we would just make out intensely for long periods of time and we both knew that we would stop ourselves. She would stop because she was nervous and I would stop out of respect for her.
Tonight, however, would be very different. As she walked in and took off her shoes she looked me up and down. I felt self conscious because I wasn't dressed very nicely I was wearing very little and was already aroused. One thing that is kind of strange from my perspective is that I always treat women with the utmost respect and in a sense attempt to be a "gentlemen" but of course the lesbian version. I waited for her to pass me to get into the main of the house but before she left the room she leaned me in against the wall and kissed me. I could feel the electricity pass between our bodies as she pressed into me. This was the first thing to change before tonight Katie had never initiated anything between us. Needless to say I started to get even more excited. I had been so used to denying myself the pleasure of going as far as I could with Katie that I just assumed like any other night shed pull away and that would be that. Quickly, it became apparent that she had no intention of stopping anytime soon. Her hands moved from the back of my neck to my side. The anticipation was building I could feel it; there was so much desire between the two of us it couldn't be denied. Her hands inched up and started to tentatively feel my chest. My chest however was a lot bigger than hers (mine about a C and hers about an A). It was adorable and incredibly teasing to have her explore my body for the first time. I felt one of her hands slip behind my back to unhook my bra. It was very hard for me to keep myself at bay because I usually like to take charge and get it done. I knew that I had to let her go at her own pace. I could feel my nipples getting hard and I felt an intense wanting warm feeling flush my body. As she pulled her hands down my back and stomach she scratched just like I like it. I felt for a moment my knees get weak. For a while she kept her hands on my hips as if waiting for something. Just as I was catching on to her game she bit my bottom lip. She knows I can't resist it when she bites my lip; I let out a soft moan into her mouth and she started to follow the waist band on my boxers with the tip of her fingers. Her touch was so soft, so dainty, so feminine I couldn't stop the goose bumps from going up my spine.
I had the thoughts that this was all a dream, Katie, my little cutie innocent coworker was not getting this intense with me in my entrance way. This thought however quickly left my head as I felt her little finger tips slipping below my waist line. I could feel all my muscles tightening with anticipation. As soon as her fingers hit the top of my pussy I was already soaked. I had been holding back for so long I grabbed the side of her face to let her know that I was comfortable with what was happening. As she slid her fingers through the wetness to find the opening, once inside it was clear to see she was nervous. She was going very slowly feeling me out so to speak. I was growing accustom to the slow motion of her hands; instinctively my hips started to rock into her hands. I could tell she liked this affirmation. Her confidence was growing and her movements started to gain a certain confidence as if she was starting to let go of her worries.
At that moment in time, her and I were so interconnected it felt like we had grown somehow like our feelings at that moment in time were bigger than us as individuals. My hands began to creep up her stomach to feel her tits beneath my hands. I had already discovered she really liked when I would be rough with her tits. She seemed to like when I would push into her. As I started to play with her chest I could feel her getting more excited as she was more frantically trying to please me. I slowly started to guide her into the next room onto the couch. As we got there she pulled out from inside me and I laid her down on the white leather couch. From there I started to caress her body using my hands, lips and tongue. I felt her tense a little and returned to her mouth. I tried to reassure her through soft kisses that everything would be alright. Again I started to kiss down her neck to her collar bone. I could feel her relax into the couch and I took my chance. Quickly I undid her cut offs and started to kiss around the lines of her thong. I could already smell her and it was getting hard to keep back and tease her. She snaked a hand up the back of my head guiding me to her sopping wet pussy. By that point I had no will power left and I gave in and started to lick her. I thought that it should be slow and gentle the first time I licked her wet clit. I used the tip of my tongue to explore her lips and perimeter of her entrance. I could taste her and she was delectable. I could feel her grip tightening around my hair and head and decided it was the perfect timing to slip my tongue in. I tongue fucked her and she started to moan and pull at my hair. The sound of a girl being pleasured is one of my biggest turn-ons. As I felt the ripple of her orgasm hit my tongue I new she was finished. I licked her clean and curled up beside her.
We fell asleep that night on the couch with our sweaty bodies intertwined. The next morning at work we both had a secret. But no one else would ever know.