First Time Lesbian Massage Novels & Stories

,she sounds close to coming undone. "lay down I'm gonna lick you and play if you want",her heated gaze met mine and she laid down spreading her legs so I stripped and got down my face at her pussy. I touched her and she jumped but didn't push me away. I parted her and felt my pussy throb this is my first leisbian sex. "oh my",she moaned as I licked and found I loved the taste so I dug in and she started trembling and whimpering. Fuck it taste so good I inserted a finger to fuck her as I licked. She was thrashing and trying to move but I held her still.

“Not even alone.” I smiled quietly. “Your body just proved it still knows how. This was only the beginning, Lena. We have opened the door. Next week we will step through it further. We will explore how it feels when you take me inside you, when you control the pace, when pleasure is no longer something you have to perform or escape.” She let out a small, disbelieving laugh. “I actually believe you.” As she dressed and gathered her things, I remained seated, watching her with calm satisfaction. Another client had taken her first real step toward reclaiming her sexuality. The work was intimate, intense, and profoundly human.

“But, Claire, I’m a lesbian.” “And playing with one cock doesn’t somehow make you straight. Come on. It’s just for fun.” I took both of her hands and wrapped them around Forest’s cock. “Here, just like this.” And I started showing her how to slowly jerk him off. Her tiny hands couldn’t even wrap around how thick he was. “Oh wow. It’s so hard.” Marissa said with genuine surprise. “And so warm.”

I love having séx with straight girls. From the slightly-confused look they give me when I push their legs back and mount them, to the way their pússies gush as they frantically hump themselves against my clít in pursuit of their first lésbian orgasm; I love it all. The feeling I get when I first go clít to clít with a girl who previously considered herself straight is second-to-none. And tonight, I was on the hunt for that feeling.

The fingers massaged his hole, and he began begging for more. Impatient, Chelsea snatched the tube and hurriedly rubbed gel all over Arc's member and he slid down on it, a loud groan escaping his lips. He gingerly bounced on it, his eyes closed and mouth open, gasps leaving him. It was bliss. Chelsea's skin tingled as Arc's large hands grabbed him around the waist, radiating a sense of dominance. Chelsea loved it. Arc sat up and hugged him, and Chelsea's arms went around his neck and continued to relentlessly go up and down.

He was spotting a full erection and Rachel worried that Kira might be offended by it, but the masseuse simply smiled at him before returning her attention to Rachel’s pubic area. “I’ll take the upper part while you keep working her below,” said Derek authoritatively, establishing his dominance in this unexpected threesome. He rubbed the massage oil in his palm and began to rub her breasts in circular motions, leaving out the nipples even though his fingers kept hovering dangerously close to them but never touching them. By now, Kira had switched things up a notch, working her magic on Rachel’s clit and labia. She used Rachel’s wetness as lubrication to continue to massage her, creating a del

She ground into me as she moaned into his mouth and he stiffened now hard again into my bottom. With a shuddering heave and a muffled howl, she shoved somehow even more onto my fingers and orgasmed, gushing into my hand. It was better than I could ever have possibly imagined during all of our teasing talks. Feeling a woman shudder below my hand like that was as breathtaking as if I'd come myself. I was astonished realizing that. I had no idea. For the first time in my life, lesbians made perfect sense. * "Oh, I fuck married people all the time, you know? But never just husbands or wives. Only together. A girl has to have standards, you know."

She shouted and Emma and I repeated after her, each of us bringing our classes together to make a pleasant clinking sound. Before long, we’d been summoned to lay on the tables the massage therapists (that’s what Cleo told me they’re called) had set up. They dimmed the lights and gave us towels to change into so they didn’t get massage oils on our nice pajamas. I was a little self conscious, but more excited about the massage than I was nervous about being naked. The therapist instructed me to lay on my stomach and she covered my body with a fluffy blanket before I removed my towel and discarded it on the floor, thanking her for allowing me a little bit of modesty as this was my first massage

I kissed her and her tongue plunged in, sweeping my mouth of her essence. Mom paused, pulling back, "I want to explore you." I rolled off her thin body onto my back, spreading my legs. My body buzzing with the energy of anticipation. Amanda's hands caressed my skin with a feather touch, avoiding my nipples and pussy, for now, as she told me the story of her first lesbian encounter with her married English professor in college and how the husband found them naked and eating each other and joined in. The liquid lust flowed from my vagina. Mom leaned over me, her modest breasts hanging down. I touched her nipple, she purred, "It's my turn."

I explained nervously before meeting her crystal eyes "Why do you ask?" "Because I really want to kiss you right now." She stated, her voice wavering slightly My eyes went wide and I felt my palms beginning to sweat "Then do it." I didn't even recognize my own voice in the moment but before I could fully process what I had said her lips were on mine. It was a short, sweet kiss that sent an unfamiliar warmth throughout me. In an instant every confusing moment of my young love life made complete sense, I Teagan Miller was undeniably gay. Yes a full blown lesbian, you know the type that likes girls and often does something stupid like kiss their childhood bestfriend.