“Uhhhh, just a sec.” Nicole considered what she knew as she jiggled her ass above the toilet getting the last drips of wetness off her. What should I do? Where did the condoms come from? How drunk was I last night? Is this why I have this aftertaste in my mouth? Am I gay now? Why does my ass hurt? Is the woman pretty? Does she have bigger boobs than I do?
Nicole was torn and also curious as to what had happened last night. She had never done anything of a lesbian nature. Feeling that whatever happened last night happened and she couldn't change it, Nicole decided to just go with the flow.
“You were incredible last night,” the mystery woman said. “I hope you had fun too. You certainly seemed to be enjoying yourself.”
In a desperate attempt to seem like she had a recollection of what happened, Nicole just agreed and sat on the cold porcelain toilet. Her pussy was sore from whatever happened the night before and it irritated her when she urinated.
“It was a new experience for me, that's for sure,” she finally said, trying to be convincing.
“Are you coming in here or not?” the mystery woman asked in a playful tone.
Nicole stood up and took a deep breath. She closed her eyes collecting her thoughts. She breathed out, pulling herself together and opened the shower door.
As she stepped into the shower the woman faced away from her. She had long blonde hair and a nice shape to her. Her ass was firm and rounded like a teardrop. The small tattoo on the small of her back was petite and feminine. She stood about 5 foot 5 inches tall and had olive-toned skin.
“Can you wash my back? I'd appreciate it,” she said, handing Nicole the puff cloth. “After all,” she said slyly, “it’s your fault I hurt it. “
Nicole, felt lost and confused. She crossed a line she wasn't sure she was ready for. Mostly she felt uncomfortable but still curious. She couldn't help but stare admiringly at the woman's body while slowly rubbing her back with the cloth and watching the bubbles trickle down to her ass with the warm water. Nicole felt a sense of closeness and moved the woman’s wet hair to the side and pressed against her body.
The woman turned her face to Nicole and leaned against her body. “Hello again lover,” she whispered.
Nicole saw her face again for the first time. She had a very pretty face. Nicole felt compelled to wrap her arms around and wash her perky, small breasts with the puff cloth and soap. The feel of the slippery flesh against hers became more arousing as the seconds passed.
Nicole understood how she could have been attracted to this woman the previous night. She had a deep sensuality to her. Maybe there was more to this. She could never stay in a long-term relationship with a man. She always seemed to be able to talk to women more easily than men. But, she did LOVE the feel of a man's hard cock inside of her. That was one thing she could never do without.
They kissed gently as the woman leaned her head back, letting Nicole feel her breasts. She tasted the inside of Nicole’s mouth with the tip of her tongue. Nicole seemed almost to mold to her. As the heat rose, her inner desires and the unknown boundaries excited her in more ways than she had ever imagined possible. Thoughts of another woman's body rubbing against hers. Thoughts of a knowing woman suckling her pussy the way men can’t. The images shot through her mind, as she kissed this beautiful woman.
The woman's nipples were erect and the water trickled off the tips like a waterfall. Nicole's fingers followed the colors and textures of the mystery woman's breasts and nipples. She breathed a long drawn-out moan of pleasure.
Nicole ran her finger against the woman's nipples and was aroused by the deepened moaning. She noticed the moaning was coming from both of them. This made it clear that the feelings they had were mutual. Nicole had never touched another woman like this before but it seemed almost natural to her. As the woman reached back to grasp Nicole's ass, Nicole slowly moved her hand down the front of her crossing a boundary she hadn't crossed before, at least not while she was sober. She knew what her own pussy felt like and having a man touch her made her almost cum from a simple flick of a finger.
She felt the small patch of hair and twisted it in her fingers and kissed her shoulder. Nicole began to salivate as she pictured plunging her finger into the woman's slick pussy, how she could rub the folds of flesh between her fingers and feel her clit swell. She was being sucked into this real life fantasy.
At first she wasn't sure what she felt so she grabbed it again. Either this woman had something stuck inside of her or Nicole had her hand on a rather large penis.
The woman moaned in pleasure and Nicole grasped harder. The woman turned around and Nicole gasped as she looked down to see an enormous erect penis pointed at her.
“What the fuck is that?” Nicole shouted.
“Well it's clearly a penis,” the woman answered, obviously amused. “Don't you remember? It was in every orifice you have last night…you didn't seem to mind then.”
“Good lord! I must have really been drunk last night. What happened?”
They both dried off and Nicole sat listening to Samantha, Sam for short. It seemed Sam was a she-male and a friend of the groom.
“Last night I sat talking to you at the bar. You were drinking and picked me up at the wedding. I told you I was a she-male and you dared me to show you my penis. You led me to the room and had every kind of carnal pleasure known to man…or woman…with me.”
Nicole’s pounding headache returned and she felt extremely ill. “Please tell me nobody knows about this. My family wouldn't understand,” Nicole begged.
“Well you hiked up my skirt and gave me a blow-job in the cab after leaving the reception…” Sam paused seeing Nicole sweating. “But only your sister and some guy named William saw it.”
* * * * *
The Pits
The crowd was enormous and violent, while the music blasted at a deafening level. It was by far the best Linkin Park concert I'd been to that year.
I glanced over into the mosh pit below me and couldn't believe my eyes. What a goddess! I had to get a closer look. So I thought, “What the Hell?” and dove off the bleachers and into the crowd.