While I usually write my experiences this is my first attempt at non-fiction, although I wish it were true. Special thanks to my new friend Jane for giving me ample inspiration. ?
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“What exactly is a bap?” I hear a familiar accent amongst the usual crowd of britons as I wait in line at the café. A soft spoken girl shyly listens to the server explain a simple sandwich and hurriedly makes her order before shuffling off to the pickup window.
“It took me a while to pickup the slang, don’t sweat it.” I offer as I catch up with her in line. I’ve been living in the UK for a year now and am now finding my own Canadian accent foreign. Hearing this young woman has caused a pang of unexpected homesickness. She smiles at me, “oh my gosh thank you,” she sighs back in relief, “I’m finding myself more lost than I thought I would be in an English speaking country.” We both giggle at the truth behind that.
“So where are you from?” I inquire to pass time while we wait for our orders.
“I’m American,” she offers as we collect our food, “I landed this morning so I’m just trying to shake off the jet lag with a coffee and some food.” She flashes a cute smile as she takes her order.
“Welcome,” I smile back at her, “would you like to join me for lunch? I can maybe offer some advice for your travels.” She smiles and nods as we search for an empty seat in the park. “I’m Sammy,” I say extending my hand for a shake. “Jane.” She replies gently grasping my hand to return the gesture. My heart flutters at her touch. We grab a seat in the shade of a large oak tree and unwrap our food to the sounds of birds and happy dogs.
I take a minute to admire my new friend’s effortless beauty as we sit and enjoy our coffees. Her straight dark hair flutters around her face and across her glasses. “There’s always a good breeze here,” I say through a shy giggle as she ties her hair back with a ponytail. Her cute nose piercing catches a ray of sun and her beautiful deep brown eyes have me staring.
“I’m quite used to shifting weather, I’m from the west coast.” She replies.
“Are you just visiting here then?” I ask, trying to build a picture of this mystery woman.
“Yes actually I’ve decided to take an extended trip to the UK, I’ve always wanted to visit and the timing was perfect for me.”
“You’re traveling alone?”
“I am,” she responds nervously, “I’m a bit overwhelmed by it all but I just needed to get away.”
I can empathize with her desire to escape and think to myself how I can help her on her journey. “I know this is forward but why don’t I show you around? I’m not working this week and I know how hard it can be to meet people, I’d be happy to be your personal tour guide!”
“That would be amazing!” She beams back to me, her mesmerizing smile flashing through her soft, pink lips, her hand reaches for mine.
“Great, then it’s a date.” I reply back trepidatiously taking her hand lightly in my fingers, hoping maybe she would eventually see me more than just her friendly tour guide. We make plans to meet for drinks later after she tries to nap off a bit of jet lag and I head back to my flat, as nervous energy takes over my body.
Tap, tap tap. The knocker raps against the wood of my door. My heart leaps into my throat. I’m not imagining things, there was a spark right? My thoughts race as I tread nervously to the door.
My heart stops.
There she stands. Striking. Her athletic figure accentuated by her skin tight crop underneath a cute denim jacket. Her curves hugged perfectly by high waisted jeans, her soft skin calling to me through the fray.
I can feel myself blushing as I stutter awkward compliments at her that she laughs off. A glimmer in her eyes catches me as it gives way to a pensive stare. I lean in for a friendly hug but she pushes back. My back reaches the wall as she gently wraps her arms around my neck. Her lips meet mine as she takes hold of me for a long, sweet kiss. My heart is beating out of my chest as we break apart and I look at her in disbelief and excitement, a look of raw passion sweeps across her as she bites her lip.
“Hi Jane!” I chuckle to break the silence.
“I’m sorry so sor-“ I cut her off as I embrace her again for a deep kiss. Our tongues now intertwined as we stumble back toward my sofa. I pull her jacket off as she sits back and i climb on top, straddling her as I take her face in my hands and kiss harder.
It’s on.
She reaches behind me and runs her hands along my bare skin. I feel the linen of my backless halter dress sliding up my thighs, held only in place by the soft waist tie. Reaching for my hips she pulls me in tightly as my fingers drape through her hair and my tongue plays delicately with hers.
We lock eyes.
A moment to catch our breath ends with a cunning smile. I stand before her and untie my dress, letting it cascade down my body to the floor. My nipples harden as the air catches my braless bosom. The damp fabric of my cheeky panties shows my arousal. I take her hand to raise her to her feet. Kissing her neck softly I begin to explore her with my hands.
I unclasp her jeans.
She holds my hand before I can slide them off. “I have a confession.” She says shyly sitting back down. I sit next to her, my legs draped across her thighs. “I’ve never been with a woman.” I smile as I reassuringly tell her that we can stop if she’d like and I would only do what she was comfortable with. “That’s the thing I don’t want to stop, I’m just nervous.” She kissed me with such confidence earlier that I never thought I was her first. I’m unsure of what she really wants.
She stands up as my legs slide off hers. Facing away from me she pulls her top over her head and unclasps her bra. Letting it slide slowly off her hand she turns her head to me and smiles nervously. I hear the zipper of her jeans and she quickly shimmies out of them, taking her panties down with them.
I’m stunned.
I run my hands along her hips, up her side and through her hair. As I notice a cute dolphin tattoo on her thigh, she takes a step back to me, still facing away. I place a gentle, tingling kiss at the small of her back, letting my lips run along her skin across her firm, round bum. My hands turning her slowly to me as I feel her breathing intensify.
“Is this ok?” I ask as I continue to kiss around to her stomach and down her oblique. “Yes.” She whispers back as my warm breath meets her pubis. I look up to make sure she’s ok. Smiling back she places her hand on my head and gently guides it toward her glistening labia. I kiss around her pussy and let my tongue wander, my fingers coming up to join.
“Mmmmmmm oh my.”
She moans softly as I trace my tongue around her clit. My fingers spreading her to allow direct access. With my fingers playing at her opening she pushes me back into the couch and straddles me, my hand remaining in place as she grinds slowly on my fingers. Kissing deeply I let my finger slide in and she gasps with pleasure.
Grinding quicker now as she pulls my head in close to her chest. I take a nipple into my mouth and suck gently while allowing my teeth to graze. Her pace quickens with a second finger sliding in, my palm pressed firmly into her clit. I take her other breast in my free hand and run her nipple between my fingers. She moans louder now.
“I am going to cum.”
She moans as her eyes look to me nervously. “Yes babe cum for me” I moan back, biting my lip in anticipation. My fingers reaching deeply into her wetness as I feel the ribbed wall of her pussy start to tighten. She begins to writhe on me as her orgasm overtakes. She is lost in bliss now.
“Oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” She screams as she spasms on top of me. I pull her in closely as her orgasm subsides, kissing her chest and neck. She’s out of breath now, heaving. Running my hand around the back of her neck I feel her sweat as I pull her in for a deep kiss.
“That was amazing,” she says “I’ve been waiting for so long for this to happen to me.” I smile and blush and reply “I’m honoured to be your first, sweetie.” Another soft kiss tells me she was really appreciative.
“How about that drink?” I offer as she sinks into the sofa. I take in every inch of her nakedness before getting dressed again.
“I’d love that,” she says, “and maybe you can show me more after?”
I smile excitedly.
“Definitely.” I say as I slip my dress back on. Tonight is going to be better than I could have hoped for.
To be continued…
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