No Turning Back

Lena strolled past Jodee with a decisive swagger to her hips. Reclining on her side on the bed, Jodee followed Lena’s form as she traipsed past, clad in her chic work clothes. The motel room was not conducive to relaxation, at least as far as Jodee could see, but it would do to find out what this woman had on her mind. Her heart fluttered as Lena returned to the bed, sat down beside her and trailed her fingers across Jodee’s shoulder absent-mindedly. Jodee looked up at this woman and felt a trembling inside she felt helpless to explain.

“What are you watching?” Lena wanted to know, nodding toward the television set.

“Oh, just some murder mystery,” Jodee said. “It’s pretty good.”

Lena turned tilted her chin toward her. “I guess you might be wondering why I called you here to meet me.”

“Yeah, I was kind of curious,” Jodee admitted.

“I needed to – to talk to you in private.”

“Okay. About what?”

“I’ve been getting some vibes from you for a few weeks now,” Lena crawled her fingers down her friend’s arm. “When I look at you while we’re at work, it’s different than when I look at other women. I just want to get out in the open that I’m interested in you as a lover, as well as a friend.”

Jodee sucked in her breath. She was right! she told herself. Lena is a lesbian, or at the very least bisexual. Still, she couldn’t pretend too much surprise. She had read the same signals. She had responded, returned the messages loud and clear, and now here they were – together, alone, and her co-worker was making chill bumps explode all over her body. She hoped that the sheerness of her blouse didn’t reveal her knotting nipples...or did she?

“I’ve waited for this moment for a long time,” Lena purred. “You don’t know how many times I envisioned you here, in the room with me, alone. I always wanted to be your first.”

Jodee gazed at her with wide eyes. Her heart pounded with fear, guilt, anticipation. She thought of all the men who had used her body since she was nineteen years old. Husband Number One claimed her virginity, then scoffed that he wasn’t sure she was even a virgin. Drops of blood on the sheet beneath her bottom should have assured him of her torn hymen. Shards of ice on her heart proved that his treatment would turn her tolerance of him to hatred in a few short weeks.

Husband Number Two was the love of Jodee’s life, but he had methodically broke her heart with his constant roaming, no matter how responsive she was to him in bed. Since their divorce, many boyfriends had come and gone, some nice, some stupid, all falling short of what she really wanted. She hated how they so obviously had to palm their cocks for reassurance and direction at every turn, like it was the rudder to their ship.

Somewhere in Jodee’s revelry, Lena had begun kissing her arm. Lena pulled her blouse off Jodee’s shoulder and lightly kissed her sensitive flesh, nibbling here and licking there until an involuntary moan escaped from Jodee’s lips. Lena tilted Jodee’s chin up with her curved index finger and planted her ripe lips onto Jodee’s trembling mouth. Her lips were softer than any man Jodee had ever kissed. They reminded her of the soft skin surrounding her own nipples. As Lena’s mouth writhed on Jodee’s, a delicious heat started spreading in her groin. Jodee felt Lena’s tongue touch her lips, delicately at first and then slipping into her mouth in a sensual, languid motion.

Shocked, Jodee discovered an ache in her pussy, which only intensified with every oral lick from Lena’s promising probe. Amazed at her response to this woman, Jodee pushed her away and stood up, embarrassed.

“What’s the matter, honey?” Lena asked in alarm.

“Nothing, I just don’t know about this. I just...”

“Am I not gentle enough with you?”

“Oh yes, that’s not it. I thought you wanted to talk to me – er, privately about something. I didn’t expect... This is new to me, that’s all.”

“I can tell you’ve been wanting to experience this, Jodee. You have thought about it many times, haven’t you?”

Jodee’s blue eyes met Lena’s. Working together in the office, the most incredible thing had happened. Jodee had grown to care about this seductive woman, but she thought it was only a new, intense friendship, never a romantic relationship. Lena played on her nerves like no man had ever been able to do. She found herself thinking about her when she’d awaken alone at night, but assumed it was part of the odd friendship they had developed.

Could it be? Had she crossed the line and left the ranks of the heterosexuals? Was she now the very thing that Lena so easily wore in comfort?

“I know it’s your first time, sweetheart,” Lena said. “I just figured that after we’d grown so close, you’d become comfortable with me. The times we went out as friends were really dates, you know.”

“Date? Is that what we’ve been doing?”

“Of course, honey. I thought you knew that. Haven’t you enjoyed being with me?”

Jodee’s brows furrowed with concern.

“I have, Lena, I have. I love being with you, there’s no question about it. It’s just that

I’m, I guess a little scared. I had these strange feelings, but dismissed them as abnormal, thinking that you were only interested in friendship.”

“Oh, I am interested in friendship, Jodee. I want to be your best friend. Someone you really open up to.” Lena smiled at her own play on words. She moved around behind where Jodee stood.

Her hands melted onto Jodee’s shoulders, rubbing, groping, massaging so gently that the nervous woman’s breasts strained against her silk blouse.

“Come on, baby. You don’t have anything to fear. This is just the beginning for us,” Lena

cooed. Jodee turned around to face Lena, but the other woman had walked across the room and snapped off the television.

“I’m sorry, Lee. I’m just a little nervous...” Jodee’s mouth parted as she watched Lena twist at the buttons on her blouse. “What - what are you doing?”

“What do you think I’m doing? I’m getting more comfortable. You don’t mind, do you?”

“No, of course not.” Jodee turned away and looked at the wall. She could see movement out of the corner of her eye. She sneaked her head back around, trying to watch Lena without seeming to. Her friend squirmed off the last button of her blouse and slipped it over her head. Her large breasts hung full inside of her white satin bra. Casually, Lena rubbed both breasts through the soft material, scratching lightly where the seams had irritated her flesh.

“This bra really bugs me.” She looked at Jodee as though her statement was all the explanation she’d need to offer as to why she was stripping in front of her.

Easing one strap off over her shoulder, Lena followed with the other and soon had the garment free of her body. Her firm breasts hung low, full and angry at their entrapment. Lena stroked her fingers across their expanse, letting the nipples snuggle between her fingers in little scissor pinches.

Kicking off one red pump after the other, she hiked her skirt over her full behind and began sliding off her panty hose. Jodee let her eyes roam over this woman’s beautiful body. She knew this was more than a slumber party, that she was crossing into uncharted waters, but she couldn’t stop. She saw how Lena’s white lace panties hugged her full figure, straining to control the passionate hips of the twenty-seven year old. Peeling at the sides, Lena’s underwear rolled off into unmanageable coils on the floor. A spot of moisture dampened the crotch of the upturned garment. Lena looked back over at Jodee as she smoothed her skirt down over her thighs.

“God, that feels better,” she declared.

Jodee’s swallowed hard as Lena approached her. Turning to walk behind the trembling woman, Lena began rubbing her slender fingers down Jodee’s spine. The kinky siren moved closer, pressing her breasts against Jodee’s back as she glided her fingers across the nape of her intended lover’s neck. Not sure why she didn’t stop it, the lesbian virgin stood mute while Lena worked up Jodee’s silk blouse to her shoulders, scrunched it about her neck and then lifted it over her head, leaving her bosom to shrink under the cool blast of air from the heightening exposure. Lena moved in front of Jodee, stooped over and began flicking her tongue into Jodee’s navel.

“Mmmm...that’s nice,” Lena mumbled as her hands pressed into Jodee’s waist. Her cool fingers moved behind Jodee’s hips to her quivering behind. The more experienced woman massaged Jodee’s buttocks through her clothes while her tongue fucked her belly button.

Soon, Lena’s mouth and tongue began trailing juicy kisses all over Jodee’s abdomen, which began to burn with anticipated lust.

“I’ve long admired your titties,” Lena announced. “I think they are gorgeous. May I have a closer look?”

A spasm of unadulterated lust and fear coursed through Jodee’s loins. She opened her mouth to speak, to inform to her perspective lover that she should be going, but Lena had begun to take care of business without her permission. Lena didn’t wait for a response. She began peeling at the straps that sunk into Jodee’s shoulders. Her bra scrunched underneath her heaving breasts, Jodee could no longer think of resisting Lena’s expert technique. She moaned when Lena’s moist lips encapsulated her hardening nipple. She felt the woman’s wet tongue flick the tip, then suck the peak between her teeth. Her other hand cupped the neglected titty, working the nipple with her fingers until Jodee felt come building within her pussy walls.

“What are you doing to me, Lena?” Jodee’s hands made a vain attempt to pull the wanton slut from her, but Lena continued to devour her breasts, uttering guttural moans of pleasure deep in her throat.

Jodee ran her hands over Lena’s bare back. She had strange feelings for this woman that she knew she shouldn’t have – maybe didn’t even want. She didn’t want to fall in love with her.

She sure didn’t want to have to admit that she had these strong lesbian tendencies with which Lena was so comfortable. All her life she had fought the urge. At thirty, she’d never done anything so sinful, so wonderful in her life. Suddenly, Jodee’s passion seemed to explode.

She knew she wanted Lena’s mouth between her legs. She had to have it or she felt that she would die.

“Eat my pussy,” she demanded.

“Sure, sweetheart, anything you say.” Lena unhooked Jodee’s bra and tossed it to the side.

Still patient, Lena wanted to drive this woman to a height of passion she’d never reached

before.“I mean now! You’re driving me crazy. I want to feel your tongue on my clit.” Jodee tugged her slacks down, using her feet to push the fabric off her ankles. Her panties were gone, her blouse and bra long since removed. She laid back on the bed, her pussy throbbing for the feel of another woman’s tongue within her folds.

Lena joined her on the bed, lying at Jodee’s feet. She began kissing her toes, running her tongue between them and sucking on the swollen appendages.

“I can’t take this, Lena! Please. I want you to eat me!” Jodee’s fingers stroked her pubic hair, played with her engorged labias that covered her love button.

“No, my darling, I’m going to take my time.” She returned to performing fellatio on Jodee’s toes. Come pooled up inside of her lover’s sheath, hiding in the pockets created by her vaginal flesh. Jodee knew that Lena had exquisite knowledge of how to treat a pussy, make it run like a flowing river - right into her waiting mouth.

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As Lena slithered her tongue between Jodee’s toes, she realized that making love to Jodee would be easier than she ever could have imagined. Lena was more than willing to satiate her budding lover, but first, she would make Jodee beg for it. Once she created the hunger within Jodee for a woman’s touch - hers and hers alone - she was confident that this woman would be hers forever.

Lena’s moist tongue moved up Jodee’s legs, lapping, kissing, licking her flesh while the recipient writhed on the bed in pleasure. Arriving at the apex of her legs, Lena planted tiny kisses on her lover’s pussy, tantalizing her flesh with the promise of more. Finally, Lena’s tongue began to probe the depths of feminine lips that she loved so much.

Lena had never liked penises. She thought they were too invasive, ugly, demanding. Men were too proud of them anyway, always thinking that women had to have them. The idea of a grunting man forcing his cock into her mouth and down her throat made her gag, especially when he exploded in her mouth with thick ropey come that choked her as it swished around in her mouth.

No, what she liked was the delicate flower of a woman’s crotch. She loved the taste of female come, the contortion of the feminine form as it reacted to her tongue, her fingers, even her vibrator.

With two thumbs, Lena gently pulled apart the throbbing labias of her partner, exposing the glistening clitoris to her view – naked, quivering, hungry. With swirling motions, Lena began lapping the skin, feeling beneath her tongue the swelling nub surrounded by tender pink flesh. Framing the delicate rosebud was curly black pubic hair on the mound and labias. She would have to teach Jodee how to keep her twat shaven clean. Bare pussies were the ultimate utopian delight.

After a few minutes of this maddening swirling action, Lena began licking the hardening clit upward, like a lollipop. Jodee’s fingers clutched the covers beside her hips. Noting the fullness of the clit, Lena again took her thumbs and peeled back the tiny sheath that encased the miniature penis. It peeked its eager head from the folds, erect and throbbing with anticipation. To this delicate bud Lena matched the tip of her tongue, greeting its presence with a worshipful licking action. Jodee thrashed her head back and forth, groaning for more and raking her fingers along Lena’s shoulders.

“Lena, oh God!” Jodee arched her back and pushed her cunt toward Lena’s tongue. A flood of juice burst from her vagina all over Lena’s chin. The ardent lesbian lowered her mouth and began lapping at the nectar, probing deep within Jodee’s pussy to slurp up the gushing liquid.

“God, girl, you taste so good.”

“Let me...” Jodee begged.

“What?”

“Taste.”

Lena moved her body up beside Jodee’s. With come-drenched mouth, Lena kissed Jodee passionately. Jodee pulled away from her lover’s lips and licked the come from around Lena’s lips. Yearning for the unbidden love she’d finally found with this woman, Jodee drove her tongue inside her lover’s mouth, fucking her oral cavity ravenously. She felt Lena’s hands snake down her body and slither between her legs. She opened her thighs wider while her lover massaged her swollen pussy. Lena stroked Jodee’s clit, finding a stride, which ground her erect female penis against her pubic bone. Jodee moaned and pumped her pussy against the gyrations beating down upon it. She swore among Lena’s lips, finally pulling away and arching her head backward as Lena worked her burgeoning clit. She pulled her legs open even wider, popping her clit into full view as Lena worked the flesh into a frenzy. Shooting feelings of paralysis splayed out from Jodee’s pussy, down her legs and into her back. No longer able to speak coherently, Jodee babbled about coming while Lena urged her to let it go. While Lena stroked Jodee’s clit and swirled between her labias, Jodee’s breath caught in her throat. She made earthy guttural noises and stiffened in orgasmic delight. Waves of intense pleasure shook her every nerve as one of her fists contracted into a knot. Lena continued to manipulate Jodee’s sensitive penis, while the woman climaxed into a land far away, dripping with human nectar.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah!” Jodee moaned to every rotation of Lena’s loving fingers. Her body writhed in the intense feeling of lesbian orgasm. Eventually, she moaned one last time and lay still.

Lena’s hand slipped away from her lover’s crotch and began rubbing Jodee’s hugely erect nipples. That was her favorite part, watching the nipples stiffen when an orgasm swept over her lover’s body. She kissed Jodee on the cheek, then lowered herself to lick her partner’s nipples. Jodee lay there with her eyes closed, one fist still contracted tightly upon itself. Lena smoothed open Jodee’s fingers, then reached down to play with her own pussy.

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Jodee stirred, knowing she wanted to reciprocate the pleasure she had just received.

“That was so intense,” Jodee murmured, stretching her taut limbs. “I never knew it could be like this with...with another woman, but I always wanted to. Now, I want to bring you to orgasm. You’ll have to help me do it the right way, though.”

“Oh sweetie, I can do that. Let me get you started.” Lena arose to her knees, then swung one leg over Jodee to straddle her torso. When Lena hiked her leg, Jodee caught her first glimpse of a woman’s pussy up close, beautiful, shaven, gloriously ready to touch. Only inches from her face, Lena’s womanhood begged for attention. Jodee ran her hands over the outside of Lena’s thighs, uncertain of how to touch a woman’s flesh.

Lena’s hands darted in and around her hairless pussy lips, pulling on her labias and spreading open flower for Jodee to see. Furtively, Jodee touched the bare beaver with her fingertips. Surprised to find she liked the feel of skin so similar to her own, she gained courage. She began massaging the outer lips, working the skin around and around so it began to open and stay open. Under Jodee’s inexperienced fingers, Lena’s inner lips began to protrude. Soon, a beautiful little bud appeared from among the folds. Encouraged by her lover’s response, Jodee took two fingers and began sliding them back and forth on either side of Lena’s clitoris. The organ bounded to erectness.

For several years, Jodee had wanted to taste a woman’s pussy. She knew it was about to happen. As she stared at the hottest sight she’d ever seen, she thought about her second husband. She remembered how much she loved him, how much he’d hurt her. Fuck him, she thought. To hell with all the men who mind-fucked her. Lena was real and she only wanted love from another woman’s heart.

What she felt for Lena went beyond lesbian attraction. She cared about her passionately. She wanted to be with her again, that much she knew. By God, she wouldn’t just have sex with her new lover. She would make love to her – starting now.

Pulling on Lena’s hips with both hands, she guided Lena’s pussy toward her mouth. Her tongue snaked out, eager to lap at the gorgeous snatch of the woman that fired her blood to unknown passions. The tip of her tongue slowly touched one labia and then the other. Mmmm...the musky smell of a woman’s pussy. Jodee’s experience seemed surreal, something she had only fantasized about. She’d crossed the line and there was no turning back – not that she ever wanted to. Jodee began licking the pussy, first shyly, and then a little more enthusiastically, and then ravenously. She lapped up and down the length of Lena’s crotch, then focused in on the waiting pleasure at the center. The feel of a swollen clit beneath her tongue made her own pussy moisten again. She felt heat spread through her loins, a pussy so recently satiated by Lena’s expert masturbation that it surprised her to find herself horny again so soon.

Jodee felt like the virgin she was, sucking on a woman’s crowning jewel in all her inexperience. She knew she would never return to heterosexuality. A hairy scrotum and ugly penis never appealed to her much, although she did like the feeling of the friction a cock produced inside her vagina. Not one man had ever figured out how to finger fuck her to the level that Lena so naturally did. They either jabbed too hard, mashed the delicate parts, or rubbed it like they were trying to erase something.

Men simply could not figure out what to do with a woman’s tits, Jodee thought, too. They all sucked - too damn hard - or bit the delicate flesh. Only a woman could figure out how to apply the right touch. Now she had a throbbing flower of her own, right in front of her. And through the actions of her tongue, Lena was beginning to respond. Jodee pulled away from the pulsing snatch and urged Lena to come on her face. Then she dove her lapping tongue back into the folds, licking and sucking gently on the petals of her lover’s perfect pussy.

Lena began to moan, told Jodee “that’s it, that’s it!” Without little warning, Lena tensed up and bore down with her pelvis. An avalanche of clear ejaculate flowed onto Jodee’s face. Most of it went into her thirsty mouth, but some of it spilled down her cheeks and ran into the creases of her neck.

Lena writhed her crotch against Jodee’s face, reacting to her newfound lover’s growing skill to send her over the top. Jodee experimented with licking up toward the clit in a long lapping stroke, then she fucked the tip with the end of her tongue.

“Pull it back,” she heard Lena say.

“What? What do you mean?” Jodee looked at Lena’s beautiful face three feet above her. One of Lena’s hands rubbed her own titties, tweaking first one nipple and then the other while she pushed against the headboard with the other hand.

“Pull the skin back. Make my clit stick out.”

“Like you did to me?”

“Yes, baby...”

With slender fingers, Jodee struggled to pull Lena’s sheath back. Slippery with come, the organ was hard to grasp.

“Do it with your thumbs, honey.”

Using her thumbs instead of her fingers, Lena’s tiny penis burst from the skin, pink, obstinate and ready for action. Jodee touched the bud with her tongue, then tapped it several times at the tip. Lena moaned with pleasure. Jodee ran a finger through Lena’s dripping hole, moistening it to produce friction against the knob. She rubbed her wet finger back and forth vigorously over the tender tip until Lena arched her back, saying, yes, yes, yes, over and over. While Jodee stroked away, Lena babbled about how she couldn’t take anymore and not to stop. Jodee was rewarded for her ingenuity with another gush of come from Lena’s pulsing twat.

Jodee arched her neck upward to catch most of the juice her in mouth, then licked deep into her vagina to slurp what remained inside.

“Damn Jodee! You’re driving me crazy. You sure you haven’t made love to a woman before?”

“No, never. But I don’t believe I would think of this stuff unless I was driven by desire for you - trying to please you. Eating your pussy brings me more pleasure than I have ever felt with a man.”

“I know, sweetheart. Do it some more...”

“Sit your pussy back on my face, then.”

Lena lowered her glistening labias back to Jodee’s mouth, instantly jumping when she felt Jodee’s tongue stab inside her vagina. Jodee attacked her flesh like the sex-starved kitten she’d become. With every stroke of her tongue, she wanted to show Lena how much she cared about her. While Jodee alternated between Lena’s labias and vagina, Lena reached down and began manipulating her own clitoris. Knowing exactly how much pressure to put on the blood engorged organ, Lena began writhing to the building of her climax.Jodee sat beneath her, her own legs spread open to the cooling air of desire. There was no place on the face of the earth Jodee wanted to be than beneath Lena’s snatch when she reached orgasm. She wondered what a spasming pussy would look like. With one finger, she pushed inside of Lena’s vagina, pulling her digit back and forth while she searched for her lover’s G-spot. She felt a roughened section of flesh and began stroking it rhythmically. Lena rewarded her with a loud moan. Encouraged by that success, Jodee shoved two fingers into her partner’s cunt, rubbing them back and forth across her most sensitive area. Lena’s orgasm seemed imminent, intensified with Jodee’s manipulation inside her canal. Lena worked her clit harder, grinding it against her own pelvis. She adjusted herself to squat over her lover, fully extending for view the inch-long sheath containing her swollen clitoris, which writhed just underneath her its hood. Using three of her fingertips, she pressed against her clit in a circular motion. Every so often, she would moisten her fingers in her own slit, then continue to masturbate herself.

Jodee knew Lena had reached the edge when she threw her head back, arched her back and shoved her crotch toward Jodee’s face. Jodee stroked her fingers even faster inside her lover’s pussy, hoping to intensify the experience for her. Lena’s heaving breasts jutted out as she writhed with pleasure. Her nipples protruded almost painfully, looking like two pinky fingers swinging in the air.

Jodee was ready this time for the gush of come that spasmed out of Lena’s climaxing flower.

She lapped up the delicious liquid, then moved Lena’s hand off of her own clit so that she could take over rubbing the pulsing point to prolong Lena’s orgasm. Surprised, the shaking woman uttered a high-pitched “ooooooooh!” and let Jodee take over her body. Jodee used different speeds to milk the last intensity from the engorged nob, while Lena bucked on top of her, intermittently yelling for God and Jodee to keep on, don’t stop. Wrung out from the most intense orgasm of her life, Lena fell off of Jodee onto the bed beside her. The two women lay there, tiny beads of perspiration welling up on top their satiated flesh. Neither said anything for a few minutes. Finally, Lena turned toward Jodee and flung an arm across her. Her hand automatically cupped a breast, tweaking the now soft nipple into mock erectness.

“Know what?” Lena still breathed heavily.

“What?” Jodee’s eyes remained close.

“I don’t ever want to wake up to a day that you’re not in,” Lena purred.

Jodee pulled up onto one elbow and looked into Lena’s sincere eyes.

“I want to be with you always, Jodee,” Lena purred.

“What are you saying?”

“What I’m trying to say is that I want you to move in with me. I want you in my life, my house, my bed – always.”

Lena kissed Jodee sweetly, tenderly. Their breasts meshed together as their female lips enjoyed long, drenching kisses together.

“Can you imagine waking up every morning knowing that we’ll always be together?” Jodee asked.

She wondered how her family would react.

“I’ll work every day, all day long, if you will just agree to be my lifetime lover,” Lena continued. “You have the hottest body of any woman I’ve ever been with.”

Jodee nuzzled the other woman’s lips again, probing between her teeth with the tip of her tongue until she found the tip of Lena’s. Then she pulled back and looked at her lesbian passionately.

“Have you been with many - other women, I mean?”

Lena rolled away from Jodee and regarded her. Jodee’s question told her that she was staking out her territory. She would have to be careful not to offend her. There was no need for Jodee to be given an exact head count on all the pussy she had eaten since she was a teenager.

“A couple, but none like you,” Lena touched her lover’s tummy. “You have that innocent, fresh-picked aura about you. I want to train you the right way. You showed me so much promise just now.”

“You mean fucking you inside while you masturbated?”

“Yes, that and extending my orgasm by taking over. Where did you learn that?” Lena wanted to know.

“Mmmm, I don’t know. A girl’s got to keep a few secrets.” Jodee smiled and gave Lena a teasing kiss on the cheek, then snuggled in next to her.

The women drifted off to sleep, a deep contented slumber that only two lovers can share when they know they have a life of commitment in which to explore one another’s mind, soul, and body.