Archive-name: Samesex/3women.ff

Archive-author: Mickey Bee

Archive-title: Women Loving Women





                                  Part One



     I am a young, very successful professional woman, 5'3", 105 lbs.,

natural blonde and, I'm told, considered quite attractive. I have a nice

figure, which I work very hard to maintain and all-in-all, I consider

myself very fortunate. Except when it comes to men. With the exception of

two married men with whom I've had incredibly passionate affairs before we

went our separate ways, my love life and, consequently, my sex life, has

been one bad experience after another. Until now.



    I had my fill of men, both literally and figuratively, so, about a year

ago, I made a conscious decision to become celibate. I still dated,

frequently, but I no longer jumped into bed with my dates as quickly as I

did before. I felt I wanted the men in my life to be friends first, then,

if a true, loving friendship developed, sex would follow naturally. I'm

still waiting.



     Celibacy, by definition, has one inherent drawback: no sex, no relief.

Consequently, I became an incessant mastabateur. I found myself buying

(through anonymous mail order catalogs) a variety of dildoes and vibrators

which I began to use religiously.  But as much sexual relief as these

marvelous devices provided, I still craved the warmth and comfort of a

gentle, caring body next to mine.



     About six months ago, after a particularly horrendous episode with an

over-amorous date who tried to rape me, all of my anger and frustrations

suddenly boiled over and I found myself crying uncontrollably in, of all

places, the laundry room of my apartment building. One of my neighbors, a

striking Japanese woman whom I had seen often but never really knew, found

me and took me back to her apartment which she shared with another woman

I had also often seen. After about half an hour, I finally calmed down and,

embarrassed, I apologized to these two wonderfully caring and thoughtful

women, Neiko and Linda, thanking them profusely for their genuine concern

and comfort and I left to go back to my own apartment.



     The following night, Neiko knocked on my door to inquire how I was

feeling. She invited me back to her apartment for tea and conversation with

Linda and her boyfriend, Mark, and I gladly accepted. It was a delightful

evening with truly delightful people. I learned that both she and Linda

were registered nurses in the famous research hospital not far from our

building and Linda's boyfriend, Mark, a tall, extraordinarily handsome man,

was a resident in the same hospital. Mark had to leave early, but Neiko,

Linda and I talked long into the night about anything and everything. From

there, our friendship blossomed. And it was wonderful.  Occasionally, Mark

would join us for a pizza and I could easily appreciate Linda's attraction

to this man. But something else was going on; something I never would have

suspected or expected.



     We had joined a woman's health club together and after one

particularly grueling workout we all longed for the warmth and relaxation

of the sauna. The three of us marched into the sauna wrapped in our towels,

but once inside the incredibly hot room, Neiko and Linda unselfconsciously

shed their towels and stretched out, completely nude, on the long wooden

benches. Being ridiculously modest, I kept my towel on, but my eyes were

continually drawn to their exquisitely naked bodies. Stranger still, I

slowly realized that I was not only fascinated both by their beauty and

their warm, casual manners, but I was actually being attracted to them.

Sexually attracted.



     Neiko was petite and slender and practically flat-chested.  Her tiny

mounds were really no more than just puffy red areolas with exceedingly

large nipples. She had the tiniest waist which flared out into wonderfully

rounded hips and a flat, well defined stomach which sloped smoothly and

gently to the extremely sparse, straight black baby-fine pubic hair that

framed her pussy.  Linda, on the other hand, was a tall, Nordic, athletic

woman who, although not nearly as delicate as Neiko, had a perfectly shaped

figure with extremely large yet firm breasts, crowned, like Neiko's, with

very large nipples. As we talked, I'm sure they caught me staring, but

neither Neiko nor Linda, to their credit, indicated that to me. So as

casually and as nonchalantly as I could, I let my eyes sweep over their

glistening nakedness, getting increasingly more aroused and excited every

minute.



     As the weeks went on, I continued to date, with the usual,

predictable, negative results. I continued to be celibate and I continued

to masturbate, but with increased frequency and intensity. But the strange

thing that was happening was that the objects of my mastubatory fantasies

were Neiko and Linda; individually and together as I had seen them in the

sauna. My fantasies were, I'm sure, uniquely naive. As a girl in college I

had experienced some "flirtations" with several other girls which

culminated in an occasional bump and tickle incident, but I had never

experienced a truly fulfilling lesbian affair. So my fantasies involving

Neiko and Linda were extraordinarily arousing.



     About a week after the sauna incident, I was returning a suitcase I

had borrowed from Neiko. After knocking on the door and getting no answer,

I let myself into their apartment with the keys we had exchanged. I stopped

at the door and called their names. Still getting no response, I put the

suitcase down and was about to leave when I heard music coming from Neiko's

bedroom. I thought she had left the stereo on so I naturally went back to

the bedroom to turn it off. The moment I entered the bedroom, I saw Neiko

and Linda, nearly nude, on the bed, making love. To say I was shocked would

be a gross understatement. I was amazed.  Flabbergasted. Speechless. Yet

instantly and incredibly aroused.  My first instinct was to leave as

quietly as I could; but I was transfixed. I couldn't tear myself away from

the sight of my two beautiful friends lovingly entwined in each other's

arms.



     Linda was lying on her back while Neiko, wearing a black garterbelt

and black stockings, was lying on top, between Linda's legs which were

wrapped around her thighs. Linda's arms encircled Neiko's back, hugging her

tightly as Neiko's hands lovingly caressed Linda's face. And they were

kissing passionately, moaning softly, delighting in each other's lips.



     I have no idea how long I stood there watching, it was probably only

seconds, but, sensing my presence, they suddenly stopped kissing and both

looked in my direction. I was so embarrassed I could have died right then

and there. I stammered an apology or something, I don't remember what, and

they smiled at me. Linda said something like "now you know" and Neiko added

something like "I hope you don't mind." I just shook my head. I was so

torn; I desperately wanted to leave, to collect my thoughts, but I

couldn't. And then Neiko said, very softly, "please, Amelia, why don't you

join us."



     I couldn't answer. My heart was racing, my mouth was absolutely dry

and I could feel my whole body shaking. Sensing my conflict, my

overwhelming apprehension and desire, Linda and Neiko got off the bed and

moved across the room to me. I can vividly recall how gracefully Neiko

moved and how sensuously Linda's large breasts swayed as they approached.

Their bodies glistened with a patina of perspiration and I quickly noticed

how stiff and erect their nipples were. I also noticed that unlike in the

sauna, Neiko's pussy was now shaved clean and smooth.



     Linda and Neiko both took my hands in theirs and held them gently as

we spoke. Linda told me that she and Neiko often talked about how beautiful

and sexy they thought I was and they wondered if I was bisexual. I told

them about my few fumbling experiences, but that I really didn't consider

myself bisexual. Then, smiling warmly, Linda took my hand she holding and

brought it to her breast, pressing my hand against her warm, damp flesh and

said, in a whisper, that there was nothing frightening about touching

another woman's body, it was the most natural and beautiful thing in the

world.  Then, still guiding my hand, she slowly moved it around her breast,

underneath it to feel its weight and firmness, then up to her swollen

nipple to feel its firm, spongy resilience. "It feels so nice, so warm, so

smooth, doesn't it," she whispered? And it did, it really did.



     I had a catch in my throat and couldn't answer; closing my eyes, I

barely shook my head in response. I was so suddenly excited and aroused, my

legs became weak and rubbery. I could feel my own nipples growing and

hardening beneath my clothes just as I could feel a familiar wetness

seeping out between my legs and soaking my panties. Linda removed her hands

from mine and raised them to my face, but my fingers remained on her

breast, nervously stroking her long, rigid nipple. And then, while Neiko

gently squeezed my hand, Linda slowly leaned in and kissed me.



     The touch of her mouth on mine was absolutely electrifying.  Linda's

lips were so incredibly soft, her breath so sweet and her touch so tender,

it was so different, so unlike any man's kiss. And I wanted more. I pressed

my own mouth firmly against hers, kissing her back, tentatively at first

and then more passionately. I could feel her lips part slightly and then

felt the tip of her wet tongue slowly wash over my lips. Following her

lead, I opened my mouth slightly and allowed her tongue to enter, gingerly

touching it with my own tongue, absorbing her warmth and wetness. After a

second or two, Linda pulled away and smiled. "We want to make love to you,"

she whispered and I nodded; I knew, at that precise moment, I was

irrevocably committed.



     Still holding my hand, Neiko led me to the bed, turned me around and

the two of them began undressing me. While Linda pulled my tank-top over my

head, Neiko deftly unbuttoned my jeans, pulled them over my hips and slid

them down my legs. On her hands and knees in front of me, she slipped off

my shoes and helped me out of my jeans. I stood between them, stripped down

to my bra and soaked panties, discarding my modesty as quickly as my

clothes. In a daze, I freely allowed Linda to unclasp the front closure of

my bra and peel the lace away from my breasts. My nipples, although not

anywhere near as large as Linda's or Neiko's, were rock hard, jutting out

from my swollen areolas like two ripe cherries. Still on her knees in front

of me, Neiko reached up and slowly eased my panties down my legs. I

willingly stepped out of them and stood there, completely and unashamedly

naked as their eyes drifted all over my body.



     They eased me down on the bed, fluffing a pillow under my head and

then laid down on either side of me, pressing their bodies against mine.

Their warmth and their softness and their tenderness were magnificent. My

excitement was so intense, it is difficult even now for me to recall

exactly what transpired. I felt as if I was consumed by a fog of pure,

exquisite pleasure unlike any I had ever experienced. I know we kissed.

Long and deep and passionately; first Linda, then Neiko and then the

three of us together, painting each other's mouths and lips and tongues

with hot, sweet saliva. And as we kissed, their delicate, practiced hands

moved sensually over my body, exciting every nerve fiber their fingers

trailed over, from my thighs to my neck and face and then slowly down to my

thighs again.



     They had eased my thighs apart and each wrapped their legs around

mine, pressing and rubbing their wet pussies against my flesh as we

continued to kiss. Their hands found my breasts and squeezed and stroked

and fondled and massaged them in unison. I could barely breathe and talking

was absolutely impossible. My cunt was inflamed and throbbing deep within

my womb, and I could feel my juices flowing like a slow lava stream down my

thighs.  I have no idea how long we continued like that, but all too soon,

I felt, they pulled their lips from mine. Hungrily, I tried to reclaim

their mouths, but Linda smiled, whispering words of comfort, and helped me

up, shifting our bodies. Linda moved to the edge of the bed and sat up,

cradling my head and upper body in her arms above her lap. My cheek pressed

against her soft, smooth belly while her enormous breasts swayed above my

face.  This was going beyond my wildest fantasies and the feelings I had

were so exquisite, I prayed it would go on forever.



     With my free hand, I reached up and touched Linda's breast, gently

stroking its full, sloping underside. As I did, I could feel Neiko's hands

on my breasts again, sliding up and squeezing my nipples between her

fingers. Except for my clitoris, which one lover described as a "hair

trigger", my nipples are especially sensitive. And Neiko knew exactly how

to touch them. She rolled them between her fingers, gently tugging and

pulling them upwards. I moaned loudly, twisting away, but Neiko kept a firm

grip on my engorged buds and pinched them again. My whole body shuddered

and I lost my breath. No doubt encouraged by my reaction, Neiko slid her

hand down my breast, and, squeezing it upward, sucked my nipple deep into

her mouth. My tit just melted into her mouth and she lapped and licked and

sucked my sensitive nipple as no man ever had. I squeezed Linda's breast

harder, trying to share my pleasure and joy. She moaned softly and leaned

forward, pressing her long, stiff, fleshy nipple against my lips. Eagerly,

I parted my lips and drew her thumb-like nipple deep into my mouth, wildly

sucking it, making her groan with unrestrained pleasure. I could feel her

nipple pulsate on my tongue and I swirled my tongue around it even more

frantically.



     As Neiko sucked me, I continued sucking this beautiful woman's tit

like a starving baby. And then it happened; a strange, hot, sweet liquid

suddenly coated my tongue. Thinking I drawn blood, I quickly pulled my face

away and looked at Linda's nipple and then at her face. Her eyes were

closed and she had the sweetest smile on her face. When I could speak, I

stammered something like "did I hurt you?" Linda just shook her head and

giggled. "No," she whispered, "I'm lactating.  That was milk." I was

stunned. Then Neiko lifted her face from my tit and giggled, too. It was

then that I noticed that while she was sucking my nipple, she was squeezing

her own and there was a tiny droplet of white milk on the tip of her nipple

as well. "We're both lactating," Neiko gushed, "it's one of the greatest

joys of being a woman, don't you think?"



     I was in no condition to think. I gasped "oh, my God" and lifted

myself from Linda, looking first at their beautiful faces and then their

breasts which they were both now holding. I looked at Neiko and suddenly

found myself muttering, "I want to see.  Show me."



     Both Linda and Neiko were only too happy to oblige. Shifting positions

again, Neiko sat upright against the headboard and Linda knelt down next to

her. I positioned myself on Neiko's other side and watched as Neiko stroked

Linda's head and guided her to her fascinatingly long, thick nipple. I held

my own breasts, in empathy, I suppose, and stroked my tender nipples with

my thumbs.



     As Neiko continued to lovingly stroke Linda's thick blonde hair, Linda

held Neiko's tiny mound in her hand, opened her mouth and placed the flat

of her tongue against the underside of Neiko's swollen nipple. Then,

squeezing Neiko's puffy red areola between her thumb and forefinger, she

began milking her nipple slowly and rhythmically while tenderly lapping and

licking the tip of it.  Then slowly, very slowly, Linda lowered her lips

over the other woman's nipple and drew it deep into her mouth.  Linda's

cheeks hollowed as she sucked and Neiko just closed her eyes and sighed.



     It was immediately obvious that these two women had done this many

times before. They knew each other's nuances and responded accordingly.  As

Linda continued to coax Neiko's nipple with her fingers and mouth, Neiko

spread her stockinged legs and slid her long, slender fingers along her

smooth, hairless slit, rubbing her elongated clit in concert with Linda's

sucking, milking movements.



     Watching them, I was so turned on, I began squeezing and kneading my

nipples so hard they began to throb painfully. And then I saw it; Neiko's

milk, a thin white stream, snaking down from the corner of Linda's suckling

mouth.



     I couldn't stand it any longer. My face went to Nieko's breast, my

lips to her other turgid nipple and I drew it deep into my mouth, sucking

it feverishly. In a matter of moments she began flowing, squirting jets of

hot, salty-sweet, creamy liquid against my throat, filling my mouth. Nieko

groaned and gasped as Linda and I both sucked her tits wantonly.



     A few moments later, Linda pulled away and I had Neiko all to myself.

With complete abandon, I drew her entire tit into my mouth and continued

sucking and milking her blazing nipple and then, almost simultaneously, our

hands found each other's sopping cunts. Neiko's delicate fingers barely

flicked over my throbbing clit sending bolts of electrifying sensations

through my entire body. I completely lost my breath and had to pull away

from her breast just to draw a taste of air into my burning lungs. But

Neiko didn't stop. Her magic fingers continued to electrify my clit. And

then I felt Linda between my thighs, lowering her face to my cunt. A second

later, her soft-stiff tongue replaced Neiko's fingers, licking, sucking,

flicking, swirling around my clit.



     My hips had a life of their own, bucking and gyrating uncontrollably

against Linda's hungry mouth. I don't know how she held me down. Her

fingers pried my cunt lips open and she plunged her stiff, wet tongue into

my hole, screwing it deeper and deeper into me. Neiko shifted, pulling

herself up, covering my mouth with kisses as she squeezed and kneaded my

tits. She kept saying "come, baby, come, baby, come." I was on the edge. I

was never so turned on, never so hot in my entire life. I could feel my

orgasm building like a rumbling volcano deep within me. I screamed, I

gasped, I held my breath...and then I came. Once.  Twice. And then a third

time like a shuddering explosion, losing myself completely to wave after

delicious, exquisite wave of indescribable pleasure. And still Linda lapped

my cunt as if it was her last meal. My clit was unbearably sensitive;

even her hot breath on it made my entire body shake and quiver.



     Totally drained, I had to pull away. I had to catch my breath. I had

to regain some semblance of consciousness. I begged Linda to stop. And then

I begged her for more. And yes, more was to come. This was only the

beginning.



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