A Lesbian Tryst Is Often Delightfully Unexpected!

Sometimes you’re just in the mood for something different like a lesbian tryst.

I’m between boyfriends (perfect time for a little lesbian tryst), and yet still get horny, obviously. Masturbation is great, but sometimes you just need another person. I wasn’t expecting to get a call from an old friend that passing through town. Honestly, I hadn’t seen her in years. I was looking forward to meeting up with her and catching up on what we’d both been up to. We met at a restaurant and then she came back to my place to talk and have some wine. She’d married and divorced and was taking some time off to travel a bit. We met up on her way to a new job she drove across the country for.

She confided in me she’d had some wild times, even with other women. She asked me if I’d had any lesbian tryst and I said no. She asked me if I’d like to try. If I’d be open to such experimentation. Normally, I’d pass, but I was between boyfriends, a bit lonely, curious. I was feeling a bit adventurous and said yes, I just might. She leaned over and kissed me. It was different than kissing a man, it was so soft, so gentle. Not that men can’t be gentle, they can, but it was just, I don’t know, different. I liked it. Her hand fell to my thigh and idly grazed up and down. I didn’t stop her.

She made her way to the hem of my skirt and her fingers went underneath it.

They slowly and delicately eased their way up my thigh. I slightly parted my legs for her access. Then, I felt her fingertips touch the crotch of my panties. I grew quite moist as I felt her touch me. She traced the outside of my pussy lips through the panties as she kissed me again. I soon felt her fingers going up and then under the fabric of the panties and then pulling them down. It was now skin against skin. She opened my wet lips with her fingers, seeking out my clit. It had grown hard and was standing out. She lightly circled her middle fingertip on it and applied pressure as she did so. The lesbian tryst was incredible.

Even better than when I masturbate myself. I swear, only a woman truly knows how to touch another woman. Since she has the exact same equipment that I do. I bucked my hips slightly so her hand had full access to my wet cunt. I palm fucked her hand, making it glistening wet with the juices that were pouring out of me. She slid two fingers into my cunt and worked my clit with her thumb. She knew just how to touch me to drive me wild. Then, she knelt down on the floor in front of me and I placed my legs over her shoulders. She buried her face between my thighs and just licked up and down my wet slit.

I wondered what a lesbian tryst was like, it was far better than I’d imagined.

Better than outdoor exposure. Her tongue flickered hungrily over my clit, practically making me writhe with pleasure. Her way of eating my pussy was superior to the way any man had previously. I was panting like a bitch in heat as she worked her mouth over my wet cunt, licking me. She sucked on it and I could feel a huge orgasm welling up within me and she sped up her actions. All of a sudden I arched my back and cried out in ecstasy. She brought me to an explosive climax right there on my love seat in my living room. I sure never would have expected this lesbian tryst yesterday, but it was a lovely surprise.

She licked me clean and then came back up and sat back down beside me. She asked if I’d liked my first lesbian tryst. I’d barely caught my breath, but nodded my head yes. We had some more wine and chatted some more before she said she had to be going. I asked her if she’d like me to return the favor, but she said I could “the next time.” I wasn’t sure when I’d next see her, but I was already looking forward to it.

 

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