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Marsha couldn’t help but hold tighter to this woman as she thought about being with another woman. She wasn’t a lesbian or anything, but the thought had crossed her mind before. Like when one of her male friends was making love to her and she needed something to fantasize about other than the guy’s hairy ass.
Suddenly Erica grasped her ass and kissed her on the neck right below the ear.
WOW!
She slowly moved her hand around the front and grabbed hard onto the sock. Erica whispered into her ear, “Let’s get out of here.” Then bit on her earlobe.
Oh man, what do I do? she thought, ideas racing through her mind.
Back at her place, Marsha set out some wine, turned the lights down and put on some soft music just like all her boyfriends had done. Also, it gave her time to think of how to explain to Erica about what was going on. She glanced over and saw the firelight faintly flickering on Erica’s face making her look that much more attractive. How the hell am I going to pull this off? she thought to herself. I am going to tell her I was curious about dressing and acting like a man. And that I am so sexually motivated by her that I want to…no, I can’t.
She handed Erica a glass of wine. Sitting down across from her, Marsha smiled shyly.
“Uh, Erica, uh, I’d like—,” she stuttered.
“Don’t be shy, Mark. I’m a big girl,” Erica said as she slid off the couch and sat in front of Marsha between her legs. She set her hands on Marsha’s legs, and moved them slowly up to her sides. Gently grasping Marsha's neck, she motioned her to come closer until their mouths met. She slightly parted her mouth, barely tracing Marsha’s lips with the tip of her tongue. They were so soft. Marsha was almost euphoric with pleasure as she opened her eyes.
“I need to tell you something,” she said as Erica leaned her back in the chair.
Marsha couldn’t move as Erica slowly kissed her neck and licked the perspiration beading up around her neckline. There was no turning back now. Intense excitement built up inside her. Erica slowly unbuttoned the shirt exposing Marsha's breasts. Looking surprised, Erica wickedly smiled. She was amazed at the way Marsha's breasts firmed to her attentions and buried her face into the cleavage and pulled the bra up with her teeth.
Marsha’s chest heaved with every deep breath, and she couldn’t help but want Erica to continue. Every touch sent electric shocks straight down to the scalding fire burning between her thighs. Ecstasy drove all thought from Marsha's mind.
“Please, release me!” she begged. The intensity just kept building.
“Lie down and close your eyes,” Erica asked.
Erica could see what she needed and lay Marsha down on the rug. She pulled her shirt and pants off. Erica painstakingly massaged Marsha’s body starting at her chest, caressing her breasts. When she gently rubbed on Marsha's tight nipples, Marsha felt tingling sensations down to her bucking pelvis. As Erica removed her anticipation-soaked panties Marsha couldn’t control her thrusting. She needed to explode from this pent-up sexual frenzy.
Erica moved her hands in a circular motion towards Marsha’s pubis and slipped her finger between the outer lips of her vagina. The juices were beckoning her to explore deeper so she slid her index finger inside. Marsha moaned deeply, raising her hips to pull Erica's finger in deeper and her muscles drew it in and held on tightly. She grabbed onto the carpet beneath her and clenched tightly as another finger was forced into her. Erica moved her fingers in a tight rotating movement, stroking against Marsha’s engorged clitoris. Marsha's pussy was so supersensitive that nothing else even mattered—her entire focus was on that one spot.
Erica reached underneath her ass, picked up her pelvis and dove face first into her muff, forcing her tongue inside. Marsha melted. It was as if honey were poured onto her pussy. Erica spread her fingers apart exposing her clitoris, then lashed it with her tongue. The way she licked the hood and length of her clit made Marsha almost pass out from the desperate need to climax. Erica slid her finger deep into Marsha's wetness and, finding her G spot, plunged repeatedly harder and deeper against it. The glorious and riveting pulses rushing through her body only added to the intensity of her orgasm when Marsha finally let go and shook uncontrollably.
Marsha’s legs were like Jell-O, so weak and limber from all the tension released. Her shaking was still very apparent and uncontrollable. She was still lying on the rug with only the light from the fire shining on her glistening sweat when she said, “My god, I’ve never been with a woman. I don’t know what to do but if you tell me…is there anything I can do for you?” She really wanted Erica to show her. “What do you want me to do?”
When Erica didn't respond, Marsha rolled over to Erica and kissed her and moved down her body to her skirt. She slowly pulled up her skirt to her crotch and saw something distinctly peculiar: men's underwear wrapped with an Ace bandage. Confused she looked up at Erica with a “HUH” on her face.
While Marsha lay there, Erica took off her wig—she was really Eric. Actually he made a pretty woman and not that bad-looking a guy.
“You know, the next time someone asks you out don’t be so hesitant.”
“I thought there was something familiar about you,” Marsha said.
“Next time you shouldn’t wear boots with a long skirt.”
* * * * *
The Plane Ride
Debra was trying unsuccessfully to put her briefcase into the upper compartment, struggling obviously, when Jim stepped up beside her.
“These things can be a bitch. Let me move mine out of the way then yours will fit in there.”
“Why thank you,” she said, checking out his ass as he reached up to put her bag away.
“I'm sorry. I always bring more than I need for these long trips, thinking I’ll get some work done. Hello, by the way. I'm Jim.”
“Debra. Nice meeting you.” She shook his strong hand noticing his long, thick fingers.
