Date: Thu, 8 Jun 2006 16:25:17 -0400 (EDT)
From: Bec
Subject: Lesbian Seduction

You stand alone in the empty hotel room, staring down at the
perfume-coated note couriered to you just yesterday. "I can no longer
stand the suspense... come to room 514 of the Intercontinental Hotel
tomorrow, 6pm". The note is signed simply "Bec", with a heart next to
it.  While this seemed like a great idea at the time, you are now
tingling with nerves, your stomach decidedly in knots from the
uncertainty. This has been a fantasy for so long, but do you even wish to
fulfill it? You have dressed for the occasion... after a quick shower
following class, you dressed in a cute short black skirt, and a
flower-patterned blouse made with very thin fabric. You take in the
surroundings of the room... to the back at the hotel, it is away from the
street, and hence quite tranquil. The bed is already turned down (rather
presumptious, you think), and a bottle of champagne sits chilling in a
cooler next to the bed. As your nerves take a turn for the worse, you
turn around and decide its time to leave... you're not ready for this,
not yet. Just as your hand grabs the doorknob, though, you hear a key
enter from the other side of the door, and the knob turns to open the
door in your hand.

You suck in your breath as I swing the door open, a quizzical look on my
face... I am obviously puzzled to see you standing right there. This look
soon disappears, and it is now my turn to suck in my breath, and swallow
nervously. "My  God, that picture you sent me doesn't do you justice."
My eyes follow you from head to toe... "I mean you're gorgeous... really
beautiful... really!" You are flattered by how taken aback I am by your
stunning looks, and your cheeks blush a deep red. As I gingerly move past
you, into the room, I put my purse down on the coffee table. You take in
my evening dress... long, blonde hair pinned up, and a knee-length
off-white cotton dress that shows off my tan. You remain speechless, as I
again approach you... this time less shyly, and give you a big hug... "It
is so amazing to meet you....", I say smiling.. "I never imagined this
day would come! We need a drink." I grab you by the hand, and lead you
into the room onto the couch. As I take out the champagne, I turn on the
TV, and leave the channel resting on Muchmusic for background noise. You
take me in as I wrestle with the cork on the bottle, covering it with a
cloth before finally popping it so it doesn't fly across the room. I
pour some champagne in two classes, and then mix in some cassis from a
bottle I brought with me... explaining that this is a kir royale, a French
aperitif. You smile whimsically as you take the glass, realizing that
your chance to elude this encounter has well past.

I settle in on the couch next to you, and we begin to chat. The alcohol
eases both of our nerves, and soon we are chatting like long lost
friends, about everything from boys, to shopping, to this really dumb
punk band we are watching on Muchmusic. As we talk, we instinctively move
closer to each other, until soon our knees are pressed against each
other, and I have flung my arm behind you, to rest it along with sofa.
Before either of us realize, our glass is finished. Another one, then two
follows, and we are starting to get quite dizzy...

Soon, we realize the clock on the bedside table reads 9pm. You bolt up,
mentioning something about having to meet some friends for drinks. The
disappointment is evident in my face as I follow you to the door. You
look so hot, I could eat you from head to toe...

"I thought you were curious about what its like to be with another
woman?", I ask, with a sly smile.

"Yeah...", you stammer, "but not tonight... I'm kinda nervous... after
all, I've got to meet some friends..."

I keep approaching you, until you are cornered between the door and the
wall. I stand but an inch from you, so you can feel my breath on your
face as I talk.

"You already told me that... I don't really care about them though...",
my voice trails off, as I run a finger up your bare arm, sending shivers
down your spine.

"Ever since you walked in the room, I've been imagining what a great
kisser you are... You're not going to leave without letting me find out?"

My lips ever so slowly approach yours, as you grunt... "Ungh ungh..."

As my lips press against your soft, full lips, you close your eyes,
relishing the sensation of kissing a girl for the first time. You can
taste the berry scent of my lipstick on your lips, and my lust overdrive
is very evident in my eyes.

"That was..." you begin, but I mash my mouth over yours hard, causing you
to shriek with surprise. You can feel my tongue pushing against your
lips, literally begging to be sucked into your mouth. Overcome with
desire, and almost as if by natural instict developed by years of kissing
boys, your lips part, allowing my tongue to flood your mouth, seeking out
your tongue. My hands move up to cup your face, as our tongues battle
back and forth. I decide at this point that there is no way you are
leaving this room tonight, even if I have to tie you to the bed!

I pull away from you, relishing the shocked but turned on look on your
face. I slowly lick my lips, as my hands reaches out to push down the
straps of each side of your blouse. Your eyes follow my movements, as if
watching a movie in slow motion. You can hardly believe that this is
happening to you, and is not some figment of your fantasy. I pull down on
the blouse, so your rather large breasts pop out over top. As I pull in
to kiss you again, My hands begin to massage your voluminous breasts very
softly. I don't go for your nipple right away... rather, I rub the under
part of the breast, as if weighing it in my hands, and then softly trail
my fingers over your nipples, on way to massage and touch the upper part
of your breast.

I remove my mouth from yours, our faces wet from each others saliva built
up by our passionate kissing. I move my mouth down to your neck, softly
kissing and licking along the sensitive neckbone, eliciting a soft moan
from your mouth.  My mouth trails down further, licking my way down your
chest, in between your breasts. I look up at you, and your eyes are
closed, clearly enjoying the passion of your first time. My mouth just
inches from your hard, protruding nipple, I mischiviously ask you about
that date with your friends. You open your mouth to reply, but I close my
hot mouth over your sensitive nipple, twirling my tongue around it, as my
other free hand massages your other breast, and softly tweaks the nipple.
You bite your lip with an "unghhhhh...." I alternate between each
delicious breast, enjoying its fullness as I softly suck and bite your
nipples.

Your are overwhelmed by the sensations you are experiencing, and rip off
your blouse to allow me full access... you grab my blond hair in one
hand, twisting it and pulling me harder into your obviously sensitive
breasts. I realize that my mascara is running, but I couldn't care a
less... Your legs start to buckle, and you feel like you might fall down
in your passionate state.

You spring back to consciousness, as my hands swiftly pull down the
little black skirt you are wearing, revealing the flimsiest of  red silk
panties... obviously dampened by your arousal. I begin to kiss my way
down your belly, stopping to run my tongue in and around your belly
button... you are ticklish, and this makes your squirm. As I begin to
pull down your wet, dripping panties, you become very self conscious, as
if you fear being totally naked in front of me makes you a dyke or
something. You left hand moves down to stop me.... "Please no, not
that...."

This seems so silly to me, as looking at your lust-induced facial
expression, it is so obvious you want me. Rather, I humour you, and
instead put my face between your legs, to lick you through your wet,
almost see through panties. You gasp, and loudly moan ... "ahhhhhh......
", as you feel my tongue working away on your pussy lips through the
flimsy fabric. I reach up and grab around your hips, as if determined not
to let you escape and run out that door, just inches away. Your knees
begin to buckle, and you exclaim "oh!" as I guide you down into a
kneeling position, sitting on my face as I lie beneath you. My saliva is
making the fabric even more see through, and I can see your clit
protruding through it... obviously aroused. I clamp my mouth over it, and
suck hard, causing you to cry out an fall forward onto your elbows. Now
only your ass is on my face, and it seems like you are fucking my face,
grinding your hips back and forth, and squirming on the hotel room floor.

I can tell that all I have to do is insert a couple fingers into you to
make you cum. Instead, I decide to tease you. I pull away from you, and
sit up in the other corner of the hallway. You sit down also, with an
obviously confused, and very frustrated look on your face. I lick my
lips, as I peel off my dress, very slowly. You marvel at my breasts, much
smaller than yours, but with nipples protruding out at least an inch. I
kick my dress off, and then slowly ease my panties down around my ankles.
You can see that I have shaved my pussy into a neat little airstrip.

I lie down on my back in the hallway. You notice that we can hear
footsteps outside the door, mere feet away. People laughing, going out
for dinner. If only they had an idea of the carnal lust unravelling  on
the other side of the door.

I motion for you to position yourself again, sitting on my face. Your
dying to cum, so you glady oblige. You're surprised, however, when I
reach up with my two hands, grab you by the head, and begin to guide your
face towards my wet, glistening pussy.

"Wait.... no! I'm not ready for that!", you protest. I keep pulling your
head down, until I can clamp it in between my knees. Meanwhile, my tongue
reaches out and flicks at your clit, causing you emit another frustrated
groan.

"If you want to cum, you better start licking me too..." I command. You
sigh with great frustration. My tongue again flicks your clit... "God... I
want to make you cum..."

The need to orgasm is too great, and you decide to abandon your
inhibitions. Tentatively, you move your head down until your mouth is
inches from my wet pussy. What will it taste like, you wonder? Will I
like it? What will I do to her? Finally, you feel my mouth clamp over
your clit, and suck it hard. One hand pulls your head down to guide it to
my pussy, as the other begins to massage yout butt cheeks. You stick your
tongue out, and softly run it along my pussy lips. You are amazed by how
nice it tastes... not like everyone said it tastes like. You duplicate
what I am doing to you, and clamp your mouth over my clit, as your tongue
playfully dances across it. Our bodies begin heaving together in passion,
loud moans and groans as we mash our selves together in a passionate 69.
No, you are not the most experienced lover, but your enthusiasm more than
compensates. I feel myself going over the edge, and wrap my legs tightly
around your head to hold it in place as I fuck it hard. As I bgein to
insert two fingers into your pussy, you scream loud into my pussy and
begin to cum... ungghhhhh... ohhhhh..... ahhhhh! We scream in unison as a
powerful orgasm sweeps through our bodies simultaneously.

You fall off of me, almost limp from the heat of the moment. As we curl
up together, I lean over and lick my juices off your face, like a little
cat. We then kiss deeply and passionately, our breasts mashing together.
We don't move from the floor for another hour, spent by our lovemaking.

Not bad for your first time...

Kisses

Bec