Then Allison mustered her courage and said, “If I were a boy, I’d ask you whether I could kiss you good night.”
“And if I were a boy I’d ask you the same thing. But since we’re both girls…. (another pause) Well, I’ve heard that… girls can kiss each other too.”
Then Allison approached Lucy, who did not back away or protest.
The kiss started off feathery light and tentative, but gradually turned into a real kiss, and then into a passionate kiss. As Allison kissed Lucy, she was conscious of so many things. How soft Lucy’s lips were, how tender, how her face wasn’t scratchy, how nice she smelled. How she felt that Lucy’s waist went in as they embraced, how she could feel their breasts squishing against each others’ breasts even though they were both wearing tops and bras.
Allison then felt that her nipples were getting hard, and her heart was beating faster and faster. She Imagined an electric current radiating from her lips to every corner of her body. Then the electric current turned into a soft glow that she imagined enveloped both girls.
As they continued kissing, Allison reflected that her mother had been right. Kissing a girl was better. Well, at least kissing Lucy was better than any kiss with any boy she’d ever kissed. But Allison also decided this didn’t mean she wasn’t straight. It only meant that girls are soft, sweet, smell great, and kiss much, much better.
As the kiss continued, Allison decided she knew she’d also have to try going further than a simple kiss for her mother to accept that she really was straight. So as they kissed, Allison’s hands and lips wandered around Lucy’s face and neck, her ears and eyes. She ran her hands through Lucy’s gorgeous hair at the same time Lucy was doing the same things to her hair.
Allison also decided that even making out like this probably wouldn’t be sufficient to make her mother satisfied that she really was straight. She knew her mother, and decided she wouldn’t stop pressuring until Allison made love with Lucy. Or at least started to.
Allison then realized that Lucy surely was facing the same pressure — orders, really – from her own mother, and probably was thinking the same thoughts…. Allison started to wonder whether she should…. Well, get it over with! And how far she would have to go before her mother accepted that she really was straight.
The more Allison thought about it, the more she decided that since she had to do it, why not get it over with? Especially since Nova almost certainly was in the same position, and thinking similar thoughts.
Allison had never had sex with a boy on a first date, and she didn’t want Lucy to think she was a slut. But somehow, with a girl everything seemed different. Wasn’t a slut only a name for a girl who slept with lots of boys? But, especially since both girls were under orders from their mothers — “for the sake of the family, for the sake of the family business” being a slut wasn’t an issue.
Conflicted, Allison decided to go no further this evening. This had been her first date with a girl and her first kiss with a girl. It was more than enough.
Then Lucy broke their kiss and asked, “How was your first girl kiss?”
Allison answered instinctively, which for her meant honestly and candidly. “Wonderful. It was the best kiss I’ve ever had. By far. And how was it for you?”
“Also the best. The best in so many ways. To be honest, my nipples got hard, really hard, and I’m getting a bit…wet. I’ve never gotten wet from a kiss before.”
Allison then realized she also was getting wet, and that this was also a new kissing experience for her. So, ever the honest and candid girl, she asked what was on her mind: “We’re both getting hard nipples and wet from just a kiss. I wonder what more serious making out with a girl would be like? We don’t have to go all the way. We could just start and then decide to stop….?”
“Yes, since we’re both straight girls we could stop any time.”
“At any time! Shall we find out if we like it?”
“Yes. Let’s go inside. Please!”
They walked hand-in-hand into Allison’s bedroom. They grabbed each other with a passion neither had ever shown with a boy, and kissed furiously. Then they maintained eye contact as they started to take off each other’s clothes. Nova began removing Allison’s clothes, slowly, sensuously, one piece at a time while her kisses explored each new area she found.
Soon they were down to lingerie. Allison gasped at the beauty standing before her, as did Lucy. Allison was happy she had dressed so sexily. And delighted Lucy had done the same thing. They first unhooked each other’s bra, an action that made them both tremble with anticipation. Panties came off soon afterwards.
Nova reached for Allison but Allison quickly stepped out of her grasp, saying, “This will be for you. Let me show you how I feel about you and the things happening to us.”
Allison led Nova to her bed, and gently laid her down in the center. Allison got the roses Nova has given her, and covered her date with handfuls of rose petals. She kissed Nova gently and then more passionately. She made a slow track of kisses over almost every inch of Nova’s body, removing the rose petals, exploring the spot, with her lips, and caressing with her hands. Nova’s heart beat rapidly as the anticipation of Allison reaching her final destination grew larger and more imminent.
After all the rose petals were removed, Allison kissed Nova on the lips and said, “Enjoy what I want to share with you.” She began her journey down. When she reached Nova’s breasts she started at their bases and slowly kissed circles around each one higher than the last. Nova could hardly wait for her to reach her nipples.
As Allison started to play with another girl’s breasts for the first time she thought, “No wonder guys love breasts so much. I guess boys aren’t so dumb. In fact, maybe they’re smarter than girls in this one way?”
Nova groaned and embraced Allison tightly. Before she could do anything else, Allison escaped and continued her journey downward. Kissing the outside of Nova’s legs down to her toes, she then moved to the inside of Nova’s legs. Then she began the slow journey upwards leaving a wet trail with her tongue. Nova was writing in anticipation.
Allison finally reached Nova’s landing strip. She began to blow gently on Nova’s pussy lips, trailing her finger along the folds. She whispered “You have such a beautiful flower. I can hardly wait to taste your nectar. But I’m going to start with the stem of your beautiful flower.”
Nova felt Allison’s fingers barely touching her large clit. The sensations shooting through her body were different from any she had ever felt before. Allison lowered her head and began kissing the flower stem.
Nova moaned and begged for more as she reached for Allison’s head, trying to position it in the right place. Allison began kissing her final destination gently, when suddenly she started sucking on the excited stem of that beautiful flower. Nova screamed in ecstasy as she came over and over. Allison continued her loving attention, playing with Nova’s clit as she took her repeatedly to the heights of ecstasy. After many minutes and countless orgasms Nova passed out.
When she awoke Allison was gently kissing her. Hugging her, wrapped around her. Holding Nova’s face against her large breasts.
Nova whispered, “Oh My God! I’ve never passed out before when I came. You’re so sweet, generous and giving. Thank you more than I can find the words to say. I’m going to return the favor.”
Allison laughed and said, “You’re welcome. Just so you know, I came too as you were coming. Twice. I think we should both rest for a while. Then I’ll be happy to have you return the… not a favor, but a delight and a privilege.”
Afterwards, and after both girls just held each other and listened to each others’ heartbeat, Allison finally spoke: “I came more than I’ve ever come with a boy. By far. More times, longer, and harder. It was all heavenly.”
“For me too. It was not just better. It was so much better that it was a different kind of experience altogether. And I feel completely satisfied. As if everything is right in my world.”
“Me too. I feel so content, so much that everything seems perfect. No wonder most guys will do almost anything to make love with a woman. Especially with a woman as beautiful and sexy as you. With a guy, by contrast…..” she trailed off as Lucy smiled, shook her head, and then laughed at the thought of having sex with a guy.”
“I wonder whether I’ll ever want to have sex with a guy again? After experiencing such a gorgeous sex goddess… I don’t think so.” And if I did, I’ll bet I could only come if I remember making love with you.”
“If I ever do have sex with a guy again, which I won’t, I’m sure I’ll think about you. And wish I was with you instead.”
“I hate to say it, but our mothers were right.”
“I know. So right. Darn it! Do we have to tell them it was great?”
“That it was beyond wonderful.”
“That it was incredible….”
“No, we don’t have to tell them how much we liked it. Not for a while, anyway. Why don’t we just say we kissed, and the kissing was very nice, and that we’d like to keep dating each other.”
“But of course we’ll have mind-blowing sex at the end of our dates!”
“For sure. The best sex ever. Secretly, at least for a while. Sexually we’ll have a secret affair similar to the affair our mothers have had.”
“Except that their secret affair has been going on for maybe 30 years.”
“I wonder whether they’re lesbians or bi?”
“I don’t know and don’t want to ask. Or even think about it. But I’m sure my mother loves my father. But… what kind of love is it?”
“My parents also love each other, I’m also sure of it. But is it romantic love? Or the love between friends, between long-term companions? How does it compare with the love they have for each other?
“I sure don’t know. But I’ll bet our mothers’ situation happened a lot to women of their generation. We’re so lucky we don’t have to marry men to be our “beards”.
“It’s so ironic that two women — the most feminine combination possible – used to have to have “beards.” “
“For sure. If we get married, we can have the marriage our mothers couldn’t have. We’ll be the incredible, awesome, lesbian couple they couldn’t be.”
“The happy, cozy, with so much in common, super-intimate, and sex-crazed-pussy-loving married lesbian couple they couldn’t be!”
(laughter from both girls)
As they kissed again each girl thought, “If we do get married, we know the sex and romance will be wonderful. And probably the other parts of our marriage too…! Who am I kidding… of course we’ll get married!”