A Start

I felt excited thinking about my new friend Victoria stopping by for a visit. I had invited her over so that we could get to know each other better. I am very attracted to her, though I don't know if she feels the same about me. I felt a little out of control with anticipation of her imminent arrival. I had cleaned up a little, taken a shower and gotten dressed in a way that I hoped would interest her and draw her to me. I even put on a little perfume; just a hint. I felt femme, but that isn't always me. I wanted Vic to see me as feminine today for some reason, so I dressed the part, in a royal blue blouse with little square, black buttons and some black pants that were tight at the top and flared out at the bottom. I stayed barefoot, which is my way at home.

I was fussing with some flowers when the doorbell rang. My heart skipped a beat, and I took a deep breath, exhaled and went to greet Vic. I opened the door and there she stood, smiling, looking, I must say, quite radiant. She has short black hair, cut like a boy, parted on the side. She was wearing a gray T-shirt and black jeans, looking really more masculine than I had remembered her, though I had only seen her in her work clothes, as we had met in a café having lunch near each of our jobs.

'Come in, Victoria, and if you don't mind taking off your shoes; this is a barefoot and slipper environment.'

'Thanks, Rae...please call me Vic. My full name is too...well, Victorian.'

'You are funny. Welcome to my humble place.'

'It is lovely here; so comfortable.'

'Well, I want you to be comfortable here. Make yourself at home. Coffee or something?'

'Coffee would be great, thanks, Rae. And I will make myself at home by using your bathroom, if I could.'

'Of course. Right through there,' I said pointing.

Vic walked toward the bathroom and I watched her move away from me. She was confident and very sexy in that confidence. I stared at her back and had to catch myself from moving too far into a reverie from which I may not return soon enough. For me, backs are a constant source of erotic desire. Backs, bottoms, the backs of legs...they illicit powerful feelings in me. The source of that emotion is not really clear to me. I accept it and embrace it, and as I write, I ponder it's origin, but for now, I will just enjoy my thoughts as Vic steps into the bathroom.

She leaves the door slightly open as she sits, talking to me with a relaxed familiarity, as if we were old friends.

'I like your place, Rae.'

'Thanks.'

'It's very comfortable feeling.'

'Yes, I like it here.'

I gazed over towards her, wanting badly to look, but not wanting to be caught looking 'too much'. Our eyes locked and I may have become a goner at that point. I smiled nervously, and my sense of wanting to be in control gave itself over to letting her guide the interaction. I felt slightly lost, but so willing, and in that willingness, I realized that something had shifted for me in relation to this other person, and really, to myself. It felt good, and unknown, but also good because it was unknown.

I listened as she finished and pulled her pants up. She came back buttoning her jeans as she walked. I couldn't help but gaze down, thinking she was flirting wildly with me, but wanting to be discreet. I looked back at her face and she was smiling. I smiled back.

'I don't have to button up, Rae.'

'No, I don't suppose you do. I'm glad you are relaxed with me.'

'I feel more than relaxed.' With this she proceeded to unbutton her jeans.

'That's nice. I'm really glad.'

Vic stood there, her pants undone. I looked down to see she was wearing sheer green panties. I could see the top of her fur and my heart was beating fast.

'Glad...?'

'Incredibly excited is a better way of putting it, Vic.'

'I am too. I've been thinking about this for a while.'

'Have you?'

'Yes, Rae, I have...'

Vic pulled her pants down to mid-thigh, and put her right hand inside her panties. She ran her fingers over her mound very slowly, looking down at herself and her play. She seemed far away, in her own place, and I was there with her, but as an observer. I backed up to the island in my kitchen and set my elbows on the high counter. My hands held my breasts while I watched Vic masturbating. She let head drop more and her dark hair had fallen in front of her face partially hiding it. She looked androgynous and unbelievably sexy to me and I squeezed my nipples hard.

Vic shifted out of her trance and looked up and smiled at me, then leaned down to remove her jeans completely.

'Take your panties off, Vic, and come closer to me. I want to be near you.'

She pulled her panties down to her knees, then let them drop to the floor, watching me. I continued tugging on my nipples and gazed at her puss, the thick lips framed in black hair. I felt catatonic, like I was d**gged. She approached me and came to within a foot of me. Our eyes met. I closed mine and inhaled deeply. My cunny throbbed. I pulled my hands away from my breasts.

'Unbutton me, Vic.'

I opened my eyes to see her reach for my blouse and, starting at the top, slowly unbutton it. One after the other she undid me.

'Take my blouse off me now.'

I dropped my arms to my side and let her strip me. My blouse dropped to the floor. I looked down at my breasts and Vic's closeness to me. I wanted her and let her know.

'Suck me and kiss me, please.'

She looked at me intently, opened her mouth slightly, and wet her dry lips. Seeing her tongue lick her mouth sent little electric shocks to the tips of my breasts. She leaned over and licked one nipple, then the other. They grew beneath her tongue. I stared down and watched while she opened her mouth and took as much of my breast into her mouth as she could and sucked hard. I was in heaven. I squeezed my thighs together and threw my head back. She took the cue and kissed my neck all over, something I love.

She smelled fabulous, and it felt great to have her so close. My hand wandered down to my mound and I lightly caressed myself through my pants while she kissed me. She rubbed up against me, like a cat, and I could feel the wet hair of her now on the back of my hand. She was very seductive and I liked that she went after what she wanted, all the time taking measure of what she imagined, correctly, were my desires.

Vic continued rubbing against my hand, lightly humping, then grinding. I let her go, loving the sensation of her taking her own pleasure against while faces and necks entwined, kissing, licking, smelling.

I reached my other hand down and unzipped my pants and pushed them down my thighs. I wore no panties that day and my wet vulva was now near Vic's. I put my hands around her, pulling her closer and pushed the waist of her pants and panties down. My hands held her small bottom and I thrust my pelvis to meet her, our mounds rubbing together.

'Oh god, Rae...'

My tongue slid into her warm mouth and I tasted her. We kissed passionately, grinding and teasing, our tongues entwined, sliding in and out of each other's mouths. My hands moved to the crack of her ass and I let my index finger trail along it feeling her, probing ever so lightly, taking my time.

Vic tried to open her legs more, but they were held by her pants. I sensed her frustration and wanted her to struggle a little and let me take the lead. My finger opened her cheeks some more and the tip of it touched her little opening and she moaned. I brought my hand to my mouth, lubricating my finger and returned it to her warm crack, sliding it over the hole.

'Ohhh...'

'Do you enjoy what I'm doing, Vic?'

'Oh, yes...'

I dropped to my knees and pulled her pants down. She stepped out of them, welcoming the freedom. I held her panties, still mid-thigh, and brought her puss to my mouth. I kissed the wet lips softly. Vic wiggled and thrust her mound into my face. I pulled my head away, teasing her, then tugged her by her panties to meet me again. My tongue came out licked the entire length of her slit form bottom to top. Then again...and again. She tasted incredible and I held her at bay while I drank from her.

Her hands held my head in place and I got the impression she didn't want me to stop for a while. But then...

'Rae...I love this..so much...but I don't want to stand anymore...could we...?'

I slid her panties to the floor and she stepped out of them. I stood up, kissing her mouth wetly, letting her taste herself on my mouth, surely on of my favorite things. She licked hungrily and pushed her tongue into my mouth fully. I opened wide and let her kiss me. She was delightful.

'Of course, but I want something.'

'What's that?'

'Just give yourself over and you will see. And know that I would never give you pain without permission or do anything you didn't care for. Do you know that?'

'Yes, I feel that from you. I am yours today...'

I lead her over to my large sectional and invited her to sit down. In a drawer in the coffee table I removed a blindfold, black velvet with scarlet trim. I placed it over her head and covered her eyes.

'Take off your shirt and place your hands on your knees.'

She did. She was wearing a green mesh bra to match her panties. 'So ordered', I thought. She had small breasts. Her large nipples were visible through the sheer material. My hand reached up and touched one of her breasts lightly. I heard her breathing get deeper and I touched her nipple with my index finger.

I leaned in and whispered to her.

'I would very much like to lick you there, Vic.'

Her nipple hardened as I continued to run my finger gently around it, teasing.

'My, my, you do seem to like that...'

'Yes...'

I pinched her nipple, not hard, but firmly. She let out a moan. It seemed involuntary. My other hand moved up and did the same to her other breast.

'Ohhh...'

I pulled her nipples towards me and her body came also.

'Sit still, please.'

I pulled again. She remained in place. I could hear her breathing quicken. I kissed her neck and licked her ear, sucking the lobe.

'Ohhh...'

I pinched her nipples harder. I closed my eyes and I was in another place. I continued squeezing and fondling her nipples, alternating between being rough and being gentle. With my eyes closed, we were both blind to the other, reveling in pure feel. I could hear Vic breathing heavily, losing control, giving herself over to the moment. Her breasts felt divine, the tips hard and responsive. I could sit here all day caressing this beautiful woman, but there was more I wished for. I opened my eyes and brought my face to hers.

'You are so lovely, Vic, and I am very excited being with you. I feel quite beside myself today..'

I reached around her lovely back, taking my time, caressing the expanse, and unhooked her brassiere. She put her arms out and I pulled it away. She had beautiful breasts and I cupped them, then pinched her nipples lightly. She liked that; I could tell.

'Rae, please don't stop...'

"No, I won't, sweetheart; why would I do that...now lie back and stretch out on my sofa.' She did and I sat next to her, at her waist, running my fingers over her breasts and stomach. She raised her arms over her head, and I leaned over and took her nipple in my mouth, licking and sucking it. I got off the sofa and kneeled on the floor, kissing her warm tummy and moving my mouth toward her slit. She opened her legs and I moved to the end of the sofa and sat looking at her vulva, the black curls surrounding the lips, so wet and gorgeous.

'Masturbate for me, Vic. I want to watch you.'

My own hand had wandered to my thighs and I was feeling myself, opening my legs a little. I moved my hand higher and slid my middle finger in. I moved it in and out very slowly, then rubbed my swollen bud which was bathed in my juices. I squeezed it, then let go. I watched as one of Vic's hands moved to her breast. She pulled on the hard nipple, then continued over her tummy towards her bush. She tugged on the hairs, knowing that she was teasing me, knowing what I wanted to see. She smiled slyly and I squeezed my clit again hard.

Vic's middle finger moved into the wet folds, and she rolled and pinched her clitoris a little before her finger disappeared into her slit. She fingered herself, giving herself pleasure and thrusting her pelvis up to meet her hand. She opened her legs a little more, showing herself to me. She looked lovely, and in her own little world. I was very turned on. I watched intently as she slid her index and middle fingers into herself, humping the palm of her hand. She brought her fingers out and rubbed her bud in steady rhythmic circles. I watched...and listened. Her breaths increased and were becoming louder and I could hear her wetness beneath her fingers like a steady, delicious beat. I started to do to myself what she was doing, copying her play and being her twin in this encounter. I must admit, I was mesmerized, so far away, watching with such pleasure as Vic took me on her journey.

Then she opened her legs wider, placing one foot on the floor and slinging the other leg over the back of the sofa. She continued rubbing and slid her finger inside herself and brought it out so incredibly slowly, letting me see her thoughts and desires. She raised her arms over her head and pushed her pelvis up a little, inviting me closer. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. She was so open, her wet flower on display and glistening, the beautiful folds and her clit waiting for me. She humped the air, her mouth open, her breathing hard. I leaned over and kissed her thighs. She was so warm. My mouth moved towards her slit and when I reached it I put my full tongue into her, and my mouth covered her vulva.

'Oh god, Rae!'

I sucked hard, my tongue deep inside her, tasting her while she thrust to meet me. My tongue came out and I licked her clit again and again, softly sucking it, then flicking it, then softly running my tongue over it. Vic was so excited and I knew she was close. I brought my hand to her and inserted my thumb into the wetness, with two fingers sliding between her open cheeks to touch the little opening there. It was very wet there, her juices having flowed down into her crack. She continued thrusting against my hand and I slid my thumb out to deny and tease her.

'Oh no, no...please...'

I slid my thumb back in deep and my middle finger probed her tight little star and she came, pushing hard against me, her breathing deep. Her hands came down to hold mine at her center. I watched as the waves of her orgasm ran through her. I looked at her face, her pleasure palpable, her skin moist and blushing. Her mouth turned into a smile; she looked so beautiful. I reached over and slid the blindfold off and looked into her eyes, while my fingers played in her wet places.