I wrote another story :3 this one is LESBIANS which is silly..

I wrote another story :3 this one is LESBIANS which is silly because I have exactly 1 experience in my lesbian portfolio and it was nothing like this. any higher level lesbians out there, please let me know how I did, Thanks :3 Also it's like, essay length so I hope you have your reading glasses EDIT: So long I have to post it in too half, soooorry “I’ve never Squirted before” Interesting how a single statement can completely change the nature of an encounter. I struggle to recall the conversation before that point, it was mundane, polite small talk. Then I made an outrageously vulgar joke about squirting and rather than be appalled, as I would usually expect from the victims of my vocal exchanges, Jay replied with that. Intriguing. “Huh, well, has anyone ever tried to make you?”, I questioned as casually as I could manage. “Ha, obviously I’ve cum before!” Jay chuckled in response, “ I thought it was a case of you either were a squirter or you weren’t, right?” “Well, I wasn’t a squirter until I was, It’s, like, a different kind of orgasm, I could show you if you like?” As the words left my mouth I remember the feeling of instant regret. Why am I like this? I basically just met this woman, we were having a completely benign chat while sharing a wait for the bus into town. A total stranger who I not only made a crude joke about female ejaculation at, but then proceeded to casually suggest lesbian sex with no solicitation. I prepared myself for her to turn tail and walk away in awkward terror. “Hmm, are you free now?” Well, I wasn’t expecting that. The way she leaned towards me, cocking her head with a flirty smirk as she replied without skipping a beat. So much confidence. I Immediately felt my cheeks flush, my body leant itself away from her as if the force of her bravado were repulsing me. “U-uhu, uh, well, uh, I was going to uh..” I suddenly could get any words out. Like a switch being flipped, she’d gone from a stranger to someone I was very physically interested in. Jay, slightly shorter than me, possessed a delicate stature. Her shoulder-length brunette hair glimmered like spun gold in the warm morning sunlight. The depth of her honey-coloured eyes resembled glistening diamonds, peering through a sultry and captivating gaze. Adorning her face, a charming upturned button nose peppered with freckles sat well with her lips, which flushed with a confident smile. Gracefully, her slender neck extended to reveal a pair of uncovered shoulders, framing her ample and firm bosom. Uninhibited, her top allowed her breasts to move freely, their natural allure enhanced by subtle hints of her erect nipples. A trim midsection gracefully transitioned into narrow hips and slender legs. However, her posterior boasted a captivating plumpness that nearly burst through the confines of her form-fitting jeans as she cocked her hips. She was cute. Very cute, and I felt the part of me that likes to be on top get quite… hungry. This wouldn’t do, Jay was smirking, no doubt pleased with herself that she’d made me blush and splutter. I stood up straight and stepped towards her, “ I’ve got plans” “..Ohh”, she replied slightly deflated “With you”, My hand firmly sized her hip just below the waist, now she was the one blushing. It was a struggle to keep the confident smirk over the stupid grin that was trying to burst onto my face as she looked away shyly and giggled. “I am so fucking smooth!” I thought to myself. “Ahah, you aree-” She replied with a coy giggle. I said it out loud. Mentally sidestepping the desire to jump in front of the passing bus, I pulled her closer, harder than I meant too, bumping her waist against mine. Jay looked up at me, eyes wide with excitement, her beautiful cherry red lips hung in a pout, swollen and juicy like ripe fruit. She looked delicious. “Whose bed do you want to drench? Mine or yours?”, oh my god, I am bad at flirting. Confidence. It’s all about confidence. “M-my house is just..” I raised my free hand and gently raised her chin with my fingertips “Just where?” My whispered growl, if you call it that, had her softly panting. I’d been slowly bringing our faces closer, breath was so sweet and warm, it tickled my nostrils and fueled the revving engine of my lust. Our lips were all but touching, “Lead the way, if that’s what you want”. With a smacking kiss on her cheek, I released her from my hold and stepped back expectantly. She wobbled slightly, blinking in shock. Jay’s body language had completely flipped, shoulders tense and legs buckled in stark contrast to the confidence she’d poured out moments ago. I felt quite proud of myself and it no doubt added to the power of the predatory expression I had aimed at her. “Yes.. Okay.” Jay turned and gingerly started walking. I followed behind for a while in silence just within what would be her personal space, enjoying the view of her plump buttocks twisting in her straining jeans with each step. “Are you nervous?” I asked, looking back over her shoulder with a grin she replied, “Nope, I think you’re full of shit!” This was very fun, like a little battle of wills. I must confess, she was a worthy adversary. I considered that if I wasn’t careful I could easily end up lying on her bed having a clit ground against my tongue and all manner of toys stuck skillfully inside me. Or something like that, I didn’t know if she had any toys at the time but I have a dirty imagination when it comes to such things. Regardless, I resolved not to submit to the temptation of my own perverse imagination, SHE would be the one whose face would be sat on. I took an extra step forward and tried to grab her butt with my tiny hands, it didn’t have quite the effect I was going for. Rather than grab a cheek, my hand slapped and cupped between them. My fingers bunched at the base of her arse and pressed into her anus through her jeans, that made her squeak. Rolling with it, I put my mouth next to her ear, “You should be careful, once I’ve got you going you’re going to be completely at. my. Mercy” That got her, she didn’t reply for what felt like an eternity while I ruminated on exactly how much of an overstep that was. Then I felt her roll her hips back. As her jean-covered privates slipped into my palm, I gripped them gently and flicked my tongue over her ear. I swear I could feel the softness of her swollen vulva straining against her tight trousers, my fingers sinking slightly between the lips as I teased them back and forth. I had butterflies in my pants, I couldn’t wait to have her naked pussy to myself. Suddenly we were at her door. With her hand on the key, Jay looked over her shoulder at me with a moment of nervous hesitation. I smiled back feeling like the big bad wolf. Wordlessly she opened the door and I stepped in after her, immediately guiding her body against the wall of her hallway. Pinning her slender frame with my body, our lips met in a hard, passionate kiss. Her lips were so soft, like pillows wrapped in rose petals, and it took little convincing by my own lips before they opened and I could taste her tongue. Our arms frantically grabbed at each other. I seized her head and face with my hands as our tongues danced and writhed into eachothers mouths, she grabbed and pulled at the back of my top and the waist of my skirt. The sensation of her body sensually gyrating against mine made my heart race, she was so warm and soft. Anywhere our body’s touched felt like cool bed sheets in summer, I wanted to wrap myself in her completely. I raised her thigh with a firm hand on her bum and drove mine into her groin, rocking it against her pussy as I sucked her silky tongue into my mouth like an ice-lolly. Her eyes were closed and she was humming sweet moans absentmindedly, running her hands up the back of my shirt. I caught a glance of an old woman, in the street staring at us through the open door, quickly turned and carried on walking when she caught my eye and I just kicked the door shut. I’d wanted to have her in bed, I had planned a whole thing very clinically on the walk there, that all was quickly going out the window. Gripping her lower lip tenderly in my teeth, I pulled my body away from hers just enough that I could place a hand on her tummy. She half opened her eye’s, looking slightly dazed from the aggressive kissing, her tongue slid out to lick my upper lip, she must have been enjoying the kissing as much as I was. I failed to fight the urge to kiss her again, pressing our breasts together hard and swallowing her tongue as I unbuttoned her jeans then slipped my hand down inside them. From all that kissing and grinding, I shouldn’t have been surprised at how wet she was, yet the moment the tip of my finger dipped between the lips of her vulva and was drenched in her thick cream, my chest burst with excitement. I had to have her, I had to taste her. Now. Jay must have seen the desperate excitement in my expression, she looked excited too. I practically dragged her up the stairs, leading us the wrong way to a bathroom before doubling back and tossing her on the bed, Jay giggling all the way. I dove on top of her, grinding my leg into her pussy again while I pulled her top up over those beautiful breasts. They dropped out with a jiggle and, with her top over her face, I couldn’t help but grab a handful. I took a second to admire them, smaller than mine but tight and plump, cute pinky-brown nipples standing invitingly erect atop pillowy mounds of silky flesh. She felt as springy as freshly baked bread and I needed to have a taste, clamping my lips around one of those delicious nipples and sucking like I’d gone feral. Maybe I had. Her nipple tasted slightly sweet, the sensation of that soft, bubbly skin on my tongue was intolerably moorish. The pleasured shrieks and writhing only made me suck harder as we playfully wrestled. Jays hand on the back of my head gently gripped my hair while I fed until I released her with a pop and helped myself to another taste of her mouth. We snogged and wrestled for a while longer, pulling each other's clothes. She’d playfully try and roll on-top but I never let her, each time she’d throw a bratty smirk at me. This may have been the most fun I’d ever had being on top, it’s surprising how relaxing it is when your partner is smaller than you. Pinning a leg between both of mine, I plunged my hand down her trousers and felt her wetness again. Jay froze from the sudden escalation, arching her back with a gasp. She looked so unbelievably cute under me, eyes wide and lusty, soft lips pouting and open. A little moment of calm before the storm, my fingers circling her generously slick clit. I pulled my hand out of her pants and stuck wet fingers into her mouth, she sucked them clean without breaking eye contact. I wasn’t even bothered by the sensory hell of her tongue on my fingertips, I’d just fed her her own cum and she didn’t care, What else could I do with her? “Do you taste good?” I purred, slipping my digits deeper to fondle her tongue. She nodded. I coiled my fingers back down into her crotch, this time dipping two of them into her soaked hole. Jay inhaled deeply as my fingers pressed and slid out against her G-spot, scooping a drizzle of her cunt honey as they went. My breasts rolled out as I pulled my top over my head, then I smeared Jay’s dribbling cream over my nipple as she watched, “Have some more” I said, pulling her head into my chest. Like a kitten lapping milk, she hungrily licked and sucked my breast, cleaning every trace of her pussy from them, suckingling on me long after with her soft, timid lips. My hand was buried into her slit again and I gently tickled her little bean as she savoured my titty, “Good Girl” I whispered into her ear, briefly wanking her faster to emphasise my position. I had her exactly where I wanted. Her pussy was drenched, the gusset of her panties was a slick and sticky mess and her vulva was so swollen with arousal it felt like I was swirling my fingers in half melted ice cream. Releasing my nipple from the heaven that was her mouth, I ran my fingers down the side of her tummy and motioned for her to take her trousers off. Embarrassingly, I couldn’t help but thrust my hips and grin like an over excited idiot while she sheepishly peeled off those tight jeans. Jay had firm, slender thighs to match the rest of her, pale flawless skin slipping free like white-chocolate truffles from a wrapper. Atop her legs, adorable blue polkadot girl-shorts pressed wet fabric snuggly into her pussy and shapely bottom. It was all too much and I lunged at her with teeth bared, playfully sinking them into the top of her thigh as I swung my leg over her chest and bore my weight onto her chest. Her face ended up under my equally wet groin, her mouth smushed into the stick wet gusset of my panties while I humped her and groped and chewed her legs like a monkey. I could smell her naughty scent now, sweet as flowers on a spring breeze. Like a wasp I sucked her wet short fabric, honing my mouth around the print of her swollen clit while she writhed beneath me and moaned into my pussy. I’d managed to stay so composed up until that point, oh well. I sat up and looked over my shoulder to check on Jay, replacing my mouth with a rapidly buzzing finger. Her eyes were just visible under my butt, frantic and rolling. Her face was briefly relieved of my smothering gusset, she managed a single deep breath before I pulled my panties aside and smushed my overflowing slit back onto her like a face mask, grinding and bucking my clit over her soft lips and outstretched tongue. Enough playing, I tepidly pulled her shorts off, delighting at the string of thick pussy cream which trailed from her soaked slit. Her pussy was beautiful, clean shaven, I could only liken it to a blossoming pink rose smushed into the world's juiciest peach. Watching her buck and wriggle her pretty little mound, slender legs writhing, desperate for stimulation, I’d never wished to own a penis harder than then. Shit, I don’t have a penis… Almost every time I’d ever squirted it was from a good dicking in the right way, What was I going to do? Burying two fingers of one hand inside her while tickling her clit with the other, I bought myself some time to think. It was tricky, however, Jay’s tongue was remarkably skilled. When she wasn’t battling to gasp in air through the sticky sealed grasp of my cunt, her lips and tongue were deftly lapping, circling and sucking the ever living shit out of my sensitive nubbin or delving deep into the sticky honey flowing from my fuck hole. It was a conscious effort not to cum all over her face, but I held on. I had a sudden idea. Still digging around her pussy, I looked at her through my legs as I raised my butt up. Her face was slick and shiny with cum and spit, her tongue linked to my face consuming fuck-hole by a string of my cream. “ Do you have any toys?” I asked