Erotic Story: Fantasies

Written by: Andie

Lesbain Sex StoryShe was mine. I could tell she was there as soon as I entered my apartment. There was a soft glow coming from my bedroom and I just knew, she was there. As I shed my heavy coat and let my hair down from its business-like bun, I grinned to myself. This had been a fantasy I’d dreamed of for a long time now. I was definitely straight, but everyone who knew me well knew I was sexually curious. I wanted to at least read about everything, or see it, if not try it.

A moderate in every sense of the word, there were lines I wouldn’t cross, but this was one I’d dreamed of experiencing for myself. Reading lesbian storied and seeing them in action definitely turned me on, even if I preferred men, myself. I was curious, I wanted to know what it was like.

I was almost wet before I saw her, the anticipation was stronger than I’d thought it would be. What I saw when I got to her, I hadn’t quite expected, though.They’d tied her up for me, with silken ropes, right to my headboard. I seriously had amazing friends, this was the best birthday present ever. And Eva, my sexy present was all wrapped up for me. She was one of my newer friends. Similar to me in that she was straight, but curious. We were all open about our sexuality, especially with each other. And this wasn’t the first fantasy we’d helped fulfill for someone. I just hadn’t guess it would be Eva who was the one, though I probably should have. She wasn’t quite as used to sharing as anyone else. When she did share, though, she was usually the submissive one, in real life and disappointed that she was the one waiting for me.

They’d dressed her in white lace, which stood in stark contrast to the deep, natural tan of her skin. I had to stare at her a minute, grateful she couldn’t see the lust in my eyes through the blindfold they’d put on her. That little extra detail would have to go. I unzipped my pencil shirt and let the stiff material fall to the floor, catching her attention at last. I’d been too quiet for her to notice my presence in the room yet, I guess. “Andie?” she asked hesitantly and I had to grin.

“Who else, love?” I asked her, sitting down on the bed next to her and gently removing the blindfold. I needed to see her eyes, those bright green eyes that seemed to stare right into your soul. I was so jealous of her eyes, I would trade my plain brown ones any day to have her eyes. They were gorgeous. She smiled at me and I licked my lips.

“You are so fucking sexy, did you know that?” I asked her, not giving her a chance to answer before I leaned over to kiss her gently. It was an exploratory kiss, almost hesitant because I didn’t want to rush that first kiss.

Her answering lips echoed mine, they were a little unsure and so soft. I held back a moan. This was so much better than any fantasy I’d ever had. Her lips were so similar to my own, so soft and about the same size, they melded together easily, molded to my own without any effort.

She was as submissive as she’d sounded when we’d shared, her lips mimicking my second, more aggressive kiss, and the ones that followed. My hands started to wander, running through her long, silky hair and down her smooth face as my tongue wandered into her mouth.

I was exploring, tasting her, and she was just as sweet as I’d imagined. The small noises she was beginning to make were sending shivers down my spine, making me wetter. I could feel the cotton panties I’d worn sticking to me from the juices leaking from me and I briefly wished I’d worn something sexier today, but I was quickly distracted as my hand went from her neck to her small, firm breast. She moaned out loud when I squeezed her and I pulled back from the kiss to watch her face. Her eyes had closed tightly in pleasure and I grinned to myself.

“Is that good, Eva?” I asked softly, giving her breast another squeeze. She moaned again, but didn’t answer me. “You need to tell me, or I’ll stop,” I threatened, running just the backs of my fingernails over the soft flesh.

“No, don’t stop,” she whimpered. I just smirked and continued to tease her for another few seconds, running my nails over her hardened nipple with the lightest touch. “Oh god, please,” she moaned, begging me with those green eyes.

The begging was priceless to me. It was so sexy to hear that from her, and I knew instantly that I wanted to hear more from her. I pulled away from her completely, getting off the bed to unbutton my blouse slowly. “Please what?” I asked, just to tease.

“Just touch me,” she whined, clearly displeased that the contact had stopped. I got my shirt off and climbed back on to the bed, straddling her slim waist this time. “I wanna touch you everywhere,” I said in a much more husky voice than usual. My hands were itching to touch her, I needed to hear her moan again.

I pulled my hair over one shoulder and moved in toward her neck, kissing the sensitive skin there gently and moving to grab that perfect handful of breast again, loving the sound of her moans as I massaged her. I pulled back suddenly, moving my free hand to her other breast, pulling the thin lace away and moving my mouth down to that sensitive nub. I moved my tongue over her perky nipple, letting my fingers manipulate the other one.

She filled the room with sweet music, her moans and sighs sent thrills through me, making me moan softly with her. my lips wrapped around her nipple, sucking gently and listening to her get louder. I needed to feel how wet I was making her.

I shifted, moving between her legs, pushing them open with a knee so I could settle between them comfortably. Then I slid my hand slowly down her body and to the crotch of the lacy thong she was wearing.

She gasped and I knew I needed to hear her scream. Her pleasure was addicting, I needed more. I kissed my way down her body through the lacy teddy she was dressed in, all the way down to her legs, where I gently kissed her inner thigh, all too close to that sweetness I could all but taste. I looked up at her to see her biting her lip in anticipation and I didn’t want to tease her anymore. I wanted to taste her, drive her crazy.

I pulled the thong off, wasting no time getting the flimsy material out of my way. As soon as it was off, I settled myself between her legs, spreading them as wide as they’d go and nimbly reached out with my tongue to caress her clit. I had to hold her down on the bed with a grin. Encouraged by that, I moved in again, more aggressively this time as Eva got louder.

She squirmed against the bed, and I held her in place as well as I could, pushing my fingers into her and listening with pleasure to her ecstasy. My neighbors were going to wonder about me, but I didn’t care. She was shaking and practically screaming my name. I could barely hold back the impulse to touch myself and come with her, but I was determined, her first and then it was my turn.

And it didn’t take long. The faster I went, the louder she got and the more she moved, thrusting her hips against my face and hand until she started bucking wildly, her voice rising to a wordless shriek of pleasure. I felt the contractions of her orgasm around my finger and I kept it going until they slowed, until the noise settled back to her panting for breath.

That was when I moved back up her body, covering her petite form with my own and watching her face with satisfaction. She looked so utterly content, and I hated to ruin that, but it was my turn and I was aching for some attention. I kissed her, hard, letting her taste herself on my lips before pulling away, noting with satisfaction how she followed me, not wanting to lose the kiss.

I quickly stripped out of my remaining clothes before moving over her again, a grin on my face. “My turn,” I told her, tugging the cords the bound her to the bed to set her free. She shyly bit her lip and reached around me to grab my ass and pull me closer. Seeing her shyness and yet having her know what I wanted was the sexiest thing, and I moved until I was just so over her face, right within reach of her tongue.

The first tentative lick made my jaw drop and my entire body go rigid. “Shit,” I breathed, bracing myself against the wall. If she was a screamer, I was definitely a talker.

“Fuck, you’re good,” I told her as she continued in that gentle, almost tentative way. She seemed to like teasing me that way, being so gentle it made me want to scream in frustration. If felt so good I didn’t care, though. Not until I started to feel the pleasure building in the pit of my stomach and knew that I needed something more if I was going to come.

“Fuck, Eva, fuck me harder,” I practically growled at her, pushing my hips down into her face. She complied, pushing her tongue into me and wiggling it in a way that made curse louder, dragging one hand through my hair roughly, the other supporting me still against the wall.

“Oh. God. Oh. Fuck!” I could feel myself so close to the edge of my orgasm at this point that I was trembling, struggling to stay on my knees and not just sit completely on her face. “Harder!”

She did, and it pushed me over the edge, sending tremors throughout my entire body. “Fuckfuckfuckfuck!” I couldn’t stop myself from shaking, pushing my hips closer to her mouth and she kept it moving, keeping the sensation going. I felt her fingers join in, rubbing my clit hard and I felt another wave of pleasure crash over me. “Don’t stop!” I shreiked, practically crying from the pleasure.

And she didn’t, not until I was hoarse and ready to collapse. I moved off of her and did collapse, actually, my limbs too shaky to hold me up any longer. Eva rolled closer to me, her lace-covered body, feeling so good after everything else. “Was it what you expected?” she asked me, her lips so close to my ear I could feel her breath on me, and it sent an shiver of pleasure down my spine.

“Fuck yeah,” was my reply. “Better, even. You are so fucking amazing. This was the best birthday present ever.”

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