Julie’s first kiss with a girl wasn’t her last. Our first kiss on the sofa in the wine bar lasted more than a few seconds. I broke our lip-lock, smiled, and relished the taste of her lips. I didn’t want to attract a crowd. She was blushing and smiled back. “That was, mmm, nice,” she whispered, “I want more.” She leaned into me and frenched me again. God her lips were divine. I felt her up as we kissed, squeezing her breasts through her devilishly sexy dress as our tongues touched. Our lips parted. Another drink of wine. The waitress came over shortly after and asked if we needed refills. In unison, we both said, “just the check please.”
Twenty minutes later I had her pinned to the wall just inside my door. Our heels, both off, my lips on her neck, and my hands, well, everywhere. I licked down her chest, to the top edge of her dress, teasing her perfect breasts with my lips and tongue. Her hands moved through my hair, her sounds were seductive, and her skin tasted like lavender. We moved to the bedroom. On the bed we kissed, for a long time. The only sounds were the sounds of our lips touching, the soft smack of new kisses. I rolled us over so that I was on top. The way her tongue rolled into my mouth instantly made me wet. I pulled away, smiled, and licked her lips with just the tip of my tongue. She giggled, reached up with her hands and pulled me back down, my lips onto hers. We kissed, again. Our bodies were sliding across each other, still in our dresses, but not for long. I began kissing down her neck, soft and slow. My hands squeezed her breasts through her dress, and then I reached for the straps. She helped and wiggled her arms through them; I began to pull it down.
As the dress began to peel away, I kissed and licked down her gorgeous body. Underneath her dress was the sexiest purple bra I had ever seen. I wish I had one that was that sexy. It was darker than lavender, but certainly complimented the taste of her skin. I traced my tongue along the edge of her perfect C cups. She more than liked it. “Don’t stop,” she whispered. I loved her whisper. So sensual, seductive, almost forbidden.
I slid her dress down more. My face, lips, and tongue followed it down her perfectly shaped body. I got to her navel and teased it with my tongue. She loved that. My feet were hanging off the bed, so I stood up, and peeled the rest of her dress off, sliding it down her freshly shaved legs. She was so soft, so smooth. While I was standing, I broke free from my own dress, unhooked my bra, and let it fall to the floor. My nipples were small, and hard. I looked upon her, her lacey panties matched her bra, so fucking sexy. She gazed up at me and motioned me to come closer. I crawled on top of her, wearing only a pink thong. I kissed along the top edge of the purple lace, looked up at her, and made my way higher. Past her belly button, across her perfectly flat tummy, I nibbled my way higher. To the bottom edge of the middle of the front of her bra, across the fabric, I kissed her chest. I licked my way up her neck, to her sexually inviting lips. We made out. My tits pressed onto her body. As we kissed my hands worked their way around her back and unhooked her bra. It didn’t take her long to help me remove it. I tossed it aside.
My hands groped her breasts as I slid my tongue inside her mouth. I squeezed, hard. My left hand fondled her right nipple while my right hand moved down her body. She was moaning with pleasure. I gave her bright pink a soft pinch, making it more erect. “Harder,” she whispered. I obliged. She let out the sexiest of moans. My right hand wandered farther down and began to touch her through the lace. Soft at first, and then a little harder. We kissed a little longer, until I had to taste more of her. My lips broke free from hers, and I traced my tongue up her seductively sexy breasts. I took her nipple in my mouth, sucking it. “That feels fucking amazing,” she whispered. I loved her whispers. Like someone could hear us, so taboo. I kissed down her body again, this time not so slowly. I got to her panties and she was already pushing them down. I slid them off her. While I was kissing up her inner thigh, making my way to her forbidden places, I sneakily wiggled out of my silky thong.
I licked higher, teasing her high upper thigh with my tongue. My lips found the end of her thigh, I kissed the crevice between her thigh and vagina. She was smooth everywhere. Her breathing got heavier, and faster. I stopped. Only for a few seconds. Smiled at her; and resumed. The anticipation was driving us both wild. Her hands were running through my hair as I nibbled my way around her nether regions. She spread her legs a little more, revealing her delicate little flower. I teased the edge with my tongue. She sighed the sexiest of sighs. Then, I kissed her, no more teasing, lips to lips, my tongue slipped inside her, just a little. I made out with her pussy for a few seconds, savoring her sweet taste, her perfect smell, and her seductive sounds. I looked up and she had one hand on my head and the other was squeezing her left breast. She squeezed it, moaned, and ran her right hand through my hair. I kissed her again, deeper, pushing my tongue farther inside her. She pressed down on my head and began to breathe harder. I moved my face a little farther north and found her clit. I teased it at first, and then flicked it with my tongue. That sent her over the edge. Both her hands were on my head now, pushing me into her. “Fuck that feels good, don’t stop, please don’t stop.” Those were the first words she said above a whisper all night.
One of my fingers slipped inside her as I softly kissed her clit. I moved it in and out, slowly. She moaned with immense pleasure. The wetness of her pussy made in easy to slide in a second finger. I must’ve found her magic spot, because she let out a super sexy shriek. I fingered her faster and kept making out with her clit. Her wetness on my fingers and the taste of her had me more than turned on. Her breathing got faster so my fingers moved faster. She began to shake. “Oh my god, you’re going to make me cum,” she exclaimed.
“Good,” I replied, and slipped a third finger inside her. That was all it took. My mouth was no longer on her clit, I fingered her faster and deeper, and then…her body made a violent tremble. I stopped fingering her, and just teased her with my fingers. She kept shaking, her breath rapid, and then it slowed. She began to calm down. “I want you,” she said. I climbed up to her, and she kissed me, tasting herself off my cherry colored lips. We both sat up, our lips remaining locked, and she began to grope me. Her hands squeezed my tits as we made out. She whispered into my ear, “that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had,” and then she gave my nipple a soft pinch. “Can I return the favor?” she eagerly asked. Breaking our kiss, I looked her in the eyes, smiled, and pushed her hand from my breast, downward, to my clit. “You can do whatever you want.” I smiled and we kissed again. And what did she do to me, find out for yourself [here](https://sexualcompass.com/2019/11/08/the-best-sex-ive-ever-had-and-it-was-with-another-girl/)
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read both parts,very enjoyable and very sexually charged!