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And From Nowhere She Came – a Lesbian Erotic Story

2 June, 2018 (03:35) | Lesbian Sex Stories | By: admin

by Helen Smith (helensmith@fetish-mate.com)

***

When a friendship heats up it can take you to places 
you never thought you'd go! (FF, rom)

***

"No worries, it happens," I told her outside the 
playschool. That was the first time we met. Her son and 
my daughter had had a fight, just a kiddie thing, 
nothing to worry about. 

She invited me for coffee and I accepted readily. We 
chatted and laughed the whole morning. I noticed a 
thrill running through me every time we stood close or 
accidentally brushed past each other, I put it down to 
the relief and fun of finding a friend in a new area.

Every morning we dropped the kids off and went to 
Caroline's for coffee, it was a great friendship. We 
spent our time helping each other with the mundane 
tasks around the house and garden, and shared the car 
for the weekly shop. I loved the feeling I had when we 
were together. And the feeling was growing; it was 
almost a feeling of excited anticipation. Anticipation 
of what I wasn't sure!

One particular morning, whilst sharing coffee and chat, 
seemed to be the turning point. The sun was shining and 
the kids were running in and out of the garden. 
Caroline's twin tub was slogging its heart out with the 
pressure of the family's wash day. So hard was it 
working that it began its weekly dance across the 
kitchen floor. 

With laughing eyes Caroline shouted to me to sit on it 
to keep it still. I jumped up into the machine with 
tears of laughter and added my weight to the washing, 
this seemed to do the job but the vibrations were 
having the desired results. Caroline picked up on this 
immediately and told me to budge up and give her a bit 
of room. 

The closeness sent shivers through my body. We giggled 
like a couple of teenage girls and made the obligatory 
remarks about wishing our husbands could give us as 
much pleasure. It was at this childish, giggly moment 
that our eyes met. For a fleeting moment we were 
silent, for a split second intense.

The intensity was shattered by the kids tearing through 
the kitchen on their mission for toys. The looks 
between us turned from a deep meaningful moment to more 
of a 'come on then' glint and the scene for the next 
few months was set!

The days rolled into weeks and the weeks into months. 
Every opportunity we chatted and spent time together, 
at every opportunity we touched. It could be the 
briefest of touches, brushing an arm, a hug hello or 
goodbye, standing close in the kitchen making tea...the 
closer we stood or sat the more intense the feeling. 
Until one day after spending hours digging over the 
garden in the rain, covered in mud we had the perfect 
excuse to jump in the shower.

We laughed standing in the kitchen like a pair of 
drowned rats, stripping down to our undies and 
shivering as the rain dripped from our hair down our 
backs and over our breasts. Caroline's nipples 
protruded through her bra, they were so hard, so 
inviting. She took my hand and led me through to the 
shower room, my heart leapt and I felt a warm rush 
through my body.

We stepped into the shower, the water was hot and the 
room already steamy. She looked beautiful, the water 
pouring over her hair and gently cascading over her 
body. Her breasts, so perfectly round and pert. A trim 
waist with a flat stomach, leading to her soft blonde 
pussy hair. I so wanted to touch her. She pulled me 
closer and the hot water hit me. We kissed, a small 
gentle kiss, and then we giggled again. Nerves playing 
their part!

We took the soap between both our hands and slowly 
lathered it up, I could resist no longer. I ran my 
hands over her shoulders and down over her breasts, her 
nipples jumped into life and she let out a quiet moan. 
Our mouths met again and this time it was a long 
lingering kiss whilst our hands explored each other's 
breasts and waists.

The pressure was on, we knew we didn't have long to 
spend in this ecstasy, Caroline's husband and children 
would be home very soon and mine would be expecting me.

I dropped to my knees, the water pouring off her body 
and over my head. My tongue ran down her body and 
across her tanned flat stomach. She grabbed my 
shoulders and shuddered with delight. She parted her 
legs in anticipation, I could see her lips swollen and 
moist and ready, she smelt so hot.

I worked my way down with my tongue, slowly, until I 
was breathing hot breath over her lips. She opened her 
legs further to let me in. With the tip of my tongue I 
flicked at her clit, she lent against the wall and 
steadied herself by holding the shelf. Her juices began 
to flow and her taste filled my mouth. I ran my tongue 
the full length of her pussy, her lips so swollen now 
and her clit as hard as rock. I knew it wouldn't be 
long before she came.

I slipped my fingers into her, she moaned and pushed 
her hips towards me to gain the full length of my 
slender fingers. I increased the pressure on her clit 
and for a split second she fell silent before she let 
out a scream of pleasure and a gush of warm cum down my 
fingers.

I looked up and smiled with a glint of satisfaction in 
my eyes and she smiled back with a small chuckle.

After a few minutes of kissing a stroking we washed and 
stepped out of the shower and back into our lives of 
domesticity.

Life carried on as normal including my sex life with my 
husband but I could feel the difference in their touch, 
hers being so much softer, not softer in a submissive 
type of way... just softer somehow. I'm sure he never 
noticed my mind being elsewhere!

Caroline and I shared as much time as possible together 
without it seeming too obvious. Some days we had time 
to kiss and touch each other in the intimate fashion we 
so desired but others were filled with frustration due 
to our husbands or children being there. 

The frustration sometimes working for us, leading to 
sexual anticipation and urgent moments stolen in quiet 
corners, cumming silently with her hand over my mouth 
or with her face pressed into a pillow whilst she was 
bent over the bed that we were upstairs stripping for 
the wash!

Our husbands never really hit it off which made it 
quite difficult to spend time together during the 
weekends and I believe they were becoming suspicions. 
Nothing was ever said to either one of us but things 
weren't as comfortable as they had been. 

Then without any previous mention of it Caroline told 
me her husband wanted to return to his hometown in 
Scotland and they were gone within weeks. No forwarding 
address or phone number, no long goodbyes for us.

The hot tightening in my stomach remained with me for 
years when I thought about our days of sexual 
electricity and I thank her still for my first girl on 
girl experience it's led to so much fun in my life...Oh 
how much I could have missed out on ;-)

Helen Smith
www.fetish-mate.com

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