First time
Hello readers, this is your one and only JJ back with a lesbian erotica it’s amazing to have got so many feed back for my last submission Tantra of Lesbian Love, the feed back is what keeps me going to post more and more. Anyway thank you very much. Going back as submitted before this is also a lesbian set in the back drop of the temple town called Chindambram few hundred kms form Chennai obviously this is the first lesbian experience of the English tutor Malathi who works at the university she was in her late 30’s and always raring to go for the gold. When I came to know that she was bi-female one of those days when I was totally tired of eating her pussy it was still early in the night and both of us had our share of orgasm. Both of us were naked and our nakedness was covered a bed spread and my 7 inch cock was slowly going limp and I knew Malathi would never leave me to sleep that early, she was like a hot bitch fooling around cock and I was playing with her semi hard nipples. Jus to keep me awake and to get back my full form I told her to reveal her first bi-experience and thereafter she started to tell me her first time I knew she love to talk and narrate the incident very well since she her self was a English tutor thereby my cock would limp back for the next round of wild and rough unification of eternal bliss and she narrated thus, her first time was with Maggie her colleague and it was a time when her hubby was loosing interest in fucking her due to which both of them knew the marriage would break sooner or later and then Malathi started to tell. It was in winter of 97 when one night Malathi could not take anything more and decided to drop into Maggie’s house which was in the university staff quarters. I never knew when I drifted to sleep while telling Maggie of the quarrel with my husband and when I came out of sleep it felt strange to wake up in Maggie’s arms, it felt strange to wake up in anyone’s arms. The last six months’ worth of mornings had found me either on the sofa in the hall, the floor. She smiled and rubbed at her eyes, “Good morning, sweet Mala.” Something about her voice was inviting, so instead of bolting like my guts warned me, I snuggled a little closer. I forced a bit of smile and answered, “That’s something I’ve never been called.” Her fingers brushed back my thick black hair. I felt her breasts touch mine and her dark blue eyes softened. “I supposed that’s right,” she said. Tiny crows’ feet appeared when her smile faded. “But I happen to think you’re beautiful in the morning.” Her fingers slid around my hip to the small of my back so that the heel of her hand pulled me a bit closer. “Actually, I think you’re beautiful all the time.” My face burned with shame. I knew I wasn’t beautiful. Even my husband had quit saying that shortly after our wedding day. My hands, clasped between my knees, suddenly felt like they were made of clay. Looking away, I slid one hand up between us and then under the big pillow I was resting on. The back of my hand slid over her nipple and I felt it swell suddenly at my touch. She smiled again, and slid a bit closer. “Would you be offended if I kissed you, Mala?” she asked very softly. My thighs shivered as my eyes met hers. One of her nipples rubbed across one of mine, and it tightened so quickly that I felt my lips part. I was breathless, my heart racing until I could hear the blood rushing through my ears. She moved her mouth to mine slowly, tenderly. Every muscle in my body tightened when her lips barely whispered against mine. Her perfume filled my head with the scent of jasmine she had pinned to her long black hair last night as the tip of her tongue dabbed against the inner edge of my upper lip. “Relax, Malathi,” she whispered, “It’s only a kiss.” My mouth watered in anticipation and I let my tongue slip out to meet hers. I think I whimpered at the incredible softness of her lips against mine. Her tongue curled against my lips as she pulled her body closer. Somehow my hand found her hip as I suckled butterfly gently at her mouth. It lasted only a few moments, but I was panting when she pulled her mouth from mine. I realized with a shudder that my body wanted this woman’s touch, this woman’s taste, this woman’s pleasure after the terrible relationship with my hubby. She smiled again and whispered into my mouth, her hands cupping each side of my face, “It’s just a kiss, Mala.” Now her lips were sucking at mine again. I felt helpless as I opened my mouth for her, silently begging for another taste of her tongue. Finally, she pushed into my mouth, slowly possessing it. The fingers of one of her hands slid back through my thick black hair so that she cupped the back of my head. My body tensed and waited for her to crush me against her, but instead, she simply held me allowing our bodies to slowly meld. She pulled my nightie up over my hips as her thigh nudged between mine. “Relax, Malathi,” she whispered against my cheek. “Just relax.” She nuzzled down into the hollow of my throat and my back arched. My head rolled back and I moaned, “Maggie…” “Just relax.” My hips moved down and flexed so that her thigh was pressed against the rising humidity of my sex. “Maggie,” I gasped. She didn’t answer, but tightened her fingers in my hair so that my head moved back farther. Her tongue swirled hot and thick against my throat and an odd choking sound tore from my throat. “Relax, Mala,” she murmured into my throat. “Let it happen.” My tummy began to tighten, almost as if it were coiling, and my hips rocked in tiny circles. The pressure of her thigh against my pussy was electric. I clawed at the pillow with one hand even as the other slid down to grab at her ass. A cool sweat broke out across my upper back and I ground my teeth together. The pulsing from my clit crushed my lungs so that I couldn’t exhale.