Love me some girl chat time

Hubby and I used to read personals for giggles. One time we came across a woman for women for discovery. He just skimmed it but it did catch my attention.

The next day I found the ad again to read in full. She was a woman in her 50s, divorced with an adult daughter, she didn't date and was curious about girl on girl sex. She'd never done that.

I was in my 40s and in okay shape for my age, I'd be considered attractive. My experience had only been light experimentation with girls in college and thats it. I too was curious but only about a girl licking my pussy; I had no desire to return the favor. So that scenario wasn't likely.

Not sure why exactly but I messaged this woman. She lived about an hour away so we decided we'd chat on the phone to be sure we were real and maybe plan lunch a few times, take it slow to see if we were on the same page.

She sent a pic and gotta say she looked older. She wasn't ugly or pretty, just kind of old lady-ish. But we planned to lunch the next week.

I was nervous and spent time trying to look nice. When we met, I was kind of surprised she looked really plain, kind of frumpy. Her primary friendships were her mother, sisters and daughter. Her primary hobbies were quilting and bingo. I think you get the picture? She probably went from a young newlywed to acting like she was her mother's age.

I hadn't sent her a photo (didn't want to risk the exposure) I accurately described myself but she kept saying how pretty I was and how young I looked. That I probably wouldn't be interested.

It was kind of sad, she sounded hopeless and lonely but honestly I began to see the possibility to live my own fantasy. She repeated she'd never been with a woman but then got quiet. She felt self-conscious talking about it in public. She lived nearby and while we said take it slow, could we talk at her house. Her daughter lived with her but wouldn't be home for a couple hours. I worried for a half a second she was an axe murderer but then felt pretty sure it was not a weird set up and I followed her to her house.

She lived in a modest little bungalow and the decor looked like she did her shopping on home shopping channel. No surprise I was right. She told me she had been divorced for a long time, she was on disability (nothing serious) so she had her hobbies and volunteer work but not much opportunity to date or make friends. Her daughter, also single, moved in so both could save on living expenses.

When I asked her to expand on her ideal situation, she said there was no way I'd go for it but she'd tell me anyway. I told her I wasn't looking for a relationship, hence, no men but I was kind of looking for a playful friend with benefits. I wasn't really into women but it didn't threaten my marriage but could be a bit exciting. I wouldn't risk asking any of my girlfriends.

She said she'd always been curious how a woman's pussy tasted and she thought breasts were sexy, and surprised me saying she didn't really need the person to reciprocate! Honestly I'm not sure she was being sincere, I think she was trying not to risk scaring me off. She said she didn't feel comfortable being nude, especially in front of men and she'd want the lights off. She said she'd considered messaging a female dominant but was afraid she'd want her to do disgusting things.

I asked what she envisioned the first sexual experience being like and she said she'd want to have some wine and the lights down. She was anxious to kiss another woman, undress me slowly, play with my breasts, suck my nipples. Then she'd want totally naked, have me lay down and she'd kiss me more, fondle my breasts and she'd want to lick my pussy. If it was how she hoped, she'd lick me as long as I'd let her but I didn't need to do a thing to her.

Looking her over she seemed sincere. I did not find her sexually attractive at all. But on the other hand it was just what I'd like, having my pussy eaten but not touching the other girl's pussy.

She poured more wine and asked could we kiss. I hesitated but figured if not now, when and nodded. It was kind of like my first makeout session when I was 12. Her kisses were unsure but probing, she didn't want to stop and I felt her hands moving to my breasts but over my top. I didn't stop her but I had to figure out how far I'd go.

Soon my blouse was open and she was cupping my breasts and telling me how pretty my bra was. She kissed me more, fondled me a bit clumsily and gotta admit I was getting aroused and unhooked the front of my bra. She exposed and started fondling my nipples. Before long she was sucking them almost more like a baby than in an erotic way but I have sensitive nipples. It felt good.

Her hand moved down and she was rubbing between my legs. I realized I was definitely wet. Unzipping my jeans she marveled at my matching bra and panties! Honestly I always dress that way but gotta admit I probably made a point of being sure to look good.

She gestured to the hallway then led me to her bedroom. She grabbed up my blouse and bra nervously saying just in case my daughter comes home! I sat on the foot of her bed and she was instantly taking off my jeans. I laid back and she just looked at me, began squeezing my breasts and rubbing my pussy over my panties then kissing me again. She was smiling like I hadn't seen her smile.

She lay down beside me and took a nipple into her mouth and just sucked as she rubbed my clit over my panties. She moved to suck my other nipple deep in her mouth. Then she kneeled on the floor between my legs. I didn't sit up, I just lay there and let her slip my panties off. I spread my legs wide and she ran her finger all over my vulva and said she hadn't thought if I'd be shaved or not! Embarrassed she said she didn't shave but quickly added but I wouldn't care about that..

She looked at my pussy a long time stroking the outer lips, then inside and over my clit. She pressed her nose against me making me jump and told me I smelled good, like she imagined. She lightly licked my inner lips and clit, making me sigh. I didn't realize how tense I was!

She continued to lick lightly and said I tasted like she had hoped and then dove in. I didn't move other than my hips bucking up when I was cumming. I pulled her head tight against my pussy. She just kept lapping up every bit. I tried to move her aside thinking she needed a break but she pressed in licking and sucking again. I'm not sure how long I laid there nor how many orgasms I had but I believe she'd have gone all night. Suddenly she stopped and said "the time!" in a panicked voice. My daughter will be home, you have to leave!

It surprised me. Being a woman I didn't think she'd feel awkward having a woman over but she clearly did not want to deal with it so I got dressed. She was nervous but watched me dress, taking in every inch of my body.

I went to the bathroom to freshen up. She was asking if I was almost done then hustled me out the door saying she'd email me so we meet again. To be honest I didn't expect to hear from her again but the next day she emailed. She was apologizing over and over, she felt bad because her daughter didn't come home for another hour. She asked if I was okay, if I had any regrets, did I want to do it again, did I want to come back to her house or go elsewhere. She was saying everything to be agreeable and nothing I might reject. And she really wanted to know when she could see me again.

I replied No problems, I wasn't offended. No, no regrets about continuous orgasms! I preferred meeting at her house. Honestly I didn't think the daughter was a problem but I get it. We made plans but I'd come over earlier after she confirmed her daughter had arrived at work (an hour away).

I went over the following week and it was much the same except she couldn't wait to get my clothes off and get into my pussy. I almost felt like I was getting raw. I made a joke and she fell over herself apologizing. She'd stop for a while but immediately went for my boobs. She asked if I was ok with her keeping her clothes on and honestly I really didn't care.

Early afternoon she offered drinks and I took a premixed margarita. The alcohol kicked in pretty quickly and when we went back to her bed she asked if she could just explore a little, she really wasn't that familiar with pussies. I spread my legs and said go for it.

She lay between my legs and poked around making remarks like it's so pink or soft or smells so good or I didn't think it would taste so good. I wasn't saying much; I mean what was there to say? She asked if there was anything I wanted her to do and I said I couldn't think of a thing. She spent the afternoon probing, looking, licking and sucking.

The next week we talked about anal play and she was excited to try licking my ass. I didn't have much experience there and was surprised how good it felt especially with her rubbing my clit.

By the following week I was beginning to get bored. When I started lightly asking her about more extreme stuff she was agreeing to try but I wasn't even sure I actually wanted to and worried I was coercing her only out of boredom I stopped responding to her emails. She kept asking what she did wrong. I didn't' respond and finally stopped reading her messages.

I felt a little guilty about that and sometimes I've even regretted ending it but overall it just didn't feel right. It felt like I was just using her. I mean I was, but she was using me too, right? Anyways I hope she enjoyed what she got but our road had come to a dead end.

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