Author: littledragonfly6363

So, I’m a woman who considers herself bisexual. I’ve never had an opportunity to explore this side of me as much as I’ve imagined it to no end. That was until…I met Trudy [33] on a dating app. Instantly hit it off.

Let me describe Trudy. Gorgeous blonde hair cascaded playfully past her shoulders. She had an incredible body, but I wouldn’t know to what extent until our second date… Her smile was coy but cheeky. And her personality was bold and enchanting. I was enchanted and 5every time she glanced at me. I could feel myself begin to throb as I began to imagine undressing her as we sat across from each other.

I also want to add – we were both coming into this as never having dated/slept with a woman, but having had many desires to. Knowing it was a first for both of us made it even more exciting.

Our first date consisted of going to a cafe and seeing if we vibed – we did. By the end of this date, we were staring into each other’s eyes and kissing passionately in the street. God, I knew as I tasted the softness of her lips, that I needed more. From the look in her eyes, this first taste had been driving her wild too… Read more »

Without further ado, lets get right to it. On this particular day, I woke up feeling a bit weird and very turned on. I tried to shake off the feeling, knew that I wouldn’t be able to find that release whilst I was at home (as I was staying with my sister and her very thin walls). So, I decided I’d walk it off, enjoy the sunshine, make the most of summer.

As I was walking in the sunshine, I felt divine and so sexy. I was wearing a dress that exposed my breasts and legs, two of my best features. I caught several men checking me out as I strode to the park. This only continued to fuel my ego and confidence, I felt unstoppable. I could feel myself getting turned on thinking about seducing a stranger. Almost immediately, I felt my pussy begin to throb.

I sat down on a tree branch bench in an open field, my legs dangling off either side. I was completely alone. I sat with my hands in my lap, over my skirt and began rubbing my crotch. I was gently pressing my thumb over my pelvic bone. Even through clothes, I could feel how wet I was becoming and how much I wanted to dip my fingers in. Read more »