The Seductress

A JJ Submission

Author’s Note: Incase you are expecting a hardcore sex action down below I request you to kindly skip this one. This submission is meant for those who love to enjoy the slow and smooth love making.

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Hi, there readers. Wishing you all the very best arousal in this New Year & forever more. This time around Chennai is bubbling with people doing their last minute shopping for Pongal is only a few days around the Conner. Crowd, crowd every where traffic is bumper to bumper. Pongal in Tamil Nadu or Shankranthi as it is called in North India is a sign of getting rid of the old and incoming of the new in just about everything. Pity the people of down south in Tamil Nadu Supreme court has slapped hard against the famous JALLIKATTU to many its sad and to few its good. To us let’s try and get some good strong arousal leaving back the weak and poor arousal to the yesteryears.

Somehow Malathi the lesbian seductress storyline has always been a success this is from my own inference also it is evident from the feed backs and comments that some of the readers have been sending me. Therefore its right time we get back to the old lesbian cunning fox’s narration and enjoy a few more of her sexperiences. Here we go straight back to the sleepy little temple town of Chidambaram which thrives not only thru the famous Nataraja temple and Natiyanjali festival but also thru the famous University wherein our lady love works as a reader in the Dept., of English and listen to what she has to say. . . . . . . . . . . . .

I sat in my office and tried not to think about the last period I had just taught. I enjoy teaching that too English Literature, and this year students are bright, eager young faces was especially fun, a break from my regular routine of working in my field current year MA 1st students were a real good lot. One face was just too bright though. Rithika. Tall and slim, with long black hair re-bonding done recently also well maintained and she was a graceful figure in total, she was just too attentive, too nice, and too eager.

But eager for what, I wondered. Was she really looking at me with such hunger in her eyes? The boys swarmed around her, but she seemed uninterested in them. She never asked a question in class, but always found something relevant to ask afterwards. Sometimes I would stay ten or fifteen minutes after each session talking with her. She was bright and intelligent and oh so charming. I thought she was charming. Maybe she was just being naturally herself. Maybe she had no hidden desires for another woman. No, not just any other woman. Me.

"Malathi," I thought, "get that girl out of your head you cunning lesbian.

"Sitting back in English department rest room, I closed my eyes, but Rithika would not get out of my head. I imagined her out of class, wearing something casual and light, walking in the play ground area, the breeze blowing around her, catching her dress between those long legs and molding it to her body.

"Malathi," I said to myself again, "do not be thinking of that girl naked." Yes, think of her as just another student, not a woman with a name, but as a young girl with an infatuation. Just another young student of 22 years with full lips and bright eyes that looked at me so intently when I spoke in class but never seemed to catch mine for long in our talks afterwards. To me Rithika seemed like a young women standing in a field near the Agricultural department with the high grass moving in the breeze as she slipped the thin straps of her dress down to bare her breasts. Oh, such loveliness as I saw her nipples revealed to me.

My eyes shot open and I sat upright in my chair.

This was not good. I could not be imagining my student like this. No, no, no, no.
Not again Malathi enough is enough, you had enough with the female students studying under you.

But then as class ended and the students broke out aimlessly I found myself missing her. I liked Rithika. I liked her quick mind and the questions she asked and the talks we shared. I liked being her mentor, sharing my knowledge, expertise and experience with her. And then came time for 1st semester exams & the whole class reassembled and there she was looking so fresh and clean and pure. Surely she was not pure. A girl of 22 was bound to have had lots of opportunities to do anything she ever wanted to be, anything but pure. Still, she looked so sweet and demure.

Oh, fresh and clean and pure Rithika. I gave up telling myself not to think about her and let my fantasies run away with me. Later I was with her in the play ground, helping her out of that ridiculously sexy dress that was really nothing more than a simple casual cotton top and knee length thin skirt until Rithika wore it. I was leaning to kiss her, feeling the warmth of her bosom on mine as our arms found one another. Pulling her too me, my own breasts hot with passion and desire. My fingers would find their way into my panties, down down down until they touched my clit. Softly rolling it, I let my mind see Rithika easing her dress all the way off, then reaching to unbutton my blouse, peeling it off my shoulders, arms around me to unclasp my strapless bra.

Coffee, I decided. Coffee was nice and safe and there was nothing wrong with asking a student to have a cup of coffee. Besides, I was mature and confident. My career demanded it. I had to hold my own in a competitive world. At coffee, I could use all my skills and experience to see just what this girl was up to with her questions and attention. I had been with few women. Sexual experimentation. Fun. Touching the forbidden. Well, maybe pure Rithika had too. Maybe it was not such a big deal to seduce her at all, but then it was. I sighed as my fingers slipped inside of me, pleasing myself as I imagined Rithika touching me with her fair slender fingers. Would she be shy and demure as a lover, or raw and adventurous, ready for anything? Oh, the ugly wicked thoughts I enjoyed until our next meeting.

Asking her to coffee was so easy. She practically jumped at the chance. I began to feel more confident. I could make any overture to her seem most innocent. If she was not interested, what would a subtle comment be taken as but light, airy conversation? We arrived separately. I made sure to dress conservatively, professionally. My hair was pulled back, and I wore my reading glasses which I wound’ it normally do. Under my white blouse, I wore my contrasting black & lacy bra, thinking, if the moment was right, I might just brush the loose end of my sari aside and bend my back just the right way.

Rithika was charming as usual. She was dressed properly for a meeting with her instructor, crisp shorts and a sleeveless blouse. She wore her long hair pulled back, exposing the slim line of her throat so adorably. We sat across from each other at a café away from the University premises and talked of her studies and my career and things that someone about to enter it might expect to encounter. At one point, she laid her hand on the table, and I found a reason to lean forward and lay mine on hers as I made a point. I let it linger for a moment. I looked at her. She looked back, but did not move her hand. She didn't draw it away. She didn't do anything.

I was so frustrated. Was she interested or not? One moment I was sure she was. The next, I was sure she wasn't. I decided not to slip my sari loose end and bend my back for her and show off. It no longer felt like such a free and easy thing to do casually. This was not just some casual pick-up. I could not come on to her as I might if we had met in a social situation. No, I was her teacher and she was my student and even thought we were both adults, if I made sexual overtures to her that she was not eager for, it could end my teaching career. Just what I needed was NO RUMORS among anyone in and around the University. I am not interested to advertise that I am a lesbian. But I just wanted to make love to this one incredibly beautiful and smart and desirable woman. Taking my hand away, we finished our coffee and ran out of things to say. As we stood, she posed herself so disarmingly that I found there was no proper way to say goodbye other than to chance hug her. So I did. Nothing wrong with a hug. Women to women.

My God, to have Rithika in my arms. I didn't want to let go. My arms slipped around her and she came into them. I could feel her breasts moving on mine as we came together. I felt the softness of her under her clothes. Her cheek was warm on my own as we held onto one another. I never wanted to let go. But I knew I should. I broke it off a little sooner than I needed to. It had gone on longer than a goodbye hug should, but not long enough to be the parting of lovers. I wanted to give her something to think about.

Later in the next meeting, at which we both acted reserved and aloof, she paused for a moment to ask one of her regular series of questions. She seemed shy. Why shy? I pretended I didn't have time to chat and suggested we meet again for coffee. She agreed with a vigorous nod of her head. "Tuesday afternoon?"

"Tuesday," she agreed, her pretty eyes rising to meet mine as she smiled.

Collecting my things, I hurried out to my car. What was I going to do with myself until Tuesday? Why hadn't I said Sunday, or Saturday or even right now? I gripped the wheel to stop myself from pulling up my sari and touching myself right there in the parking lot. Slowing my breathing, I relaxed and finally started the car, driving away for an appointment with nothing and no one and leaving a lovely young woman standing alone in an empty classroom.On Tuesday, I was planning to go home and change at lunch, slipping in to something less formal for our date. Oh, my, I was calling it a date. Bad Malathi. Someone should spank you for these thoughts.

But no. As it was, I was almost late for our afternoon coffee date. I pride myself on punctuality. And I was so glad that I was already at our table when she arrived. She took my breath away.It wasn't the same casual dress I had pictured in my fantasies, but it was awfully much like it. I was watching the door as she came out of the café proper and made her way across the outdoor garden. It was like watching her in slow motion. She reached up to sweep her hair back as she came out the door, and the long, free black hair floated for a moment before falling over her shoulder. Her dress was tidy long flowing frock to just below her knee, patterned and trimmed with white lace across the breast section. It came to a vee above her breasts, and there began a line of buttons that ran all the way down. While it was not tight, it did follow the curves of her figure, hugging the fullness of her breasts and narrowing at her waist before flaring at her hips. She walked lightly, in sandals, long legs striding sensuously, long hair streaming, her long dress flowing around those legs. The dress moved as her body moved, sweeping over her as her skin moved under it.

Oh my, Malathi. What the hell are you going to do now?

Suddenly, she was slipping into a chair next to me. Not across the table, as she had last time, but next to me. I could smell her. She was clean and fresh and oh so desirable. Her greeting was breathy and breezy, light. She smiled as she said hello."I am so glad we have this chance to talk more," she said. Somehow, she managed to lean over as she did, shoulders raised so that her breasts were pushed together. When she let her shoulders drop, I saw them move back under the pattern of her dress, conforming on to their own shape and the light confines of that dress. It was not cold, but her nipples were standing up.

We talked for about an hour this time. I had another meeting to attend before the end of the day, so I had to break it off far sooner than I would have liked. When, toward the end, I once more laid my hand lightly over her wrist as she laid it on the table, she turned her hand up, taking my own wrist in her fingers. We sat there, pretending we were not holding hands in public for about five minutes, somehow managing to talk about the most insane things. And of course, we weren't really holding hands. I had my fingers around her wrist. She had hers around mine. Nothing wrong with that, is there?

"Malathi Mam," she said finally, as I had made my excuses to leave and finally removed my hand from her arm, "would you like to come over for dinner on Friday to my place?"

I didn't know what to say. Dinner? With Rithika? At her rented house? Just the two of us? Why wait until Friday?

"I'd love to," I heard myself saying. Rithika asked the waiter for a pen and was scrawling her address and phone number on a napkin. I noticed her tongue stuck out a little as she fought the pen across the rough surface. We stood, and she handed me the napkin. Trying not to be too obvious, Rithika had to reach back behind her to adjust her dress where it had stuck to her bottom. I smiled. Then she was in my arms again, her fresh body pressing to mine. It was amazing to feel her moving under her dress. I was sure she was not wearing anything else at all and I wished that I was as free to dress that way as she. Once more, the hug lasted longer than it needed to, but not long enough. "See you about eight then," she said as we each began to let go. Her lips almost touched my cheek, but I was not sure. I let her precede me out. That dress swished and swayed as did her hips. It bounced as she did.

It seemed like Friday would never come. I was busy all week until Friday afternoon. Then suddenly, it seemed I had nothing to do at all. The hours dragged until it was time for me to go home and get ready for our dinner.

I took a long bath, luxuriating in the water until it was lukewarm. I shaved my legs, trimmed a bit higher up and then washed my hair in the shower to wash the week's worries away. I dried my hair, leaving it down, and put on just a hint of make-up, then padded around and poked through my closet. What would be just the right thing to wear? I could show up in nothing at all and remove any of the suspense, but it might make getting from my car to her door awkward. I laughed at the very thought of it. I settled on a grape sari and white blouse, something a little sheer to wear over a black lacy bra. My panties matched. As if anyone was going to see them.

On the way to her place, I stopped and got a bottle of whisky from an old ex-service man near my house. Rithika had told me she would be making something light, so I chose two bottles of KF beer since we will have a choice to make when it comes to the drink. The old man smiled wickedly at me & seemed impressed with how I looked, it seemed. He was very anxious to help with my stocks to the car.

And then I was parking in front of her rented house in Marriyappa Nagar. I found it hard to get out. I sat behind the wheel again, thinking this was just a nice dinner between professional colleagues. That was all it was. Two friends with common interests in their careers and futures. Finally, I got out, carefully holding the bottles of beer & whisky and suddenly thinking that two bottles was far too much. Her place was on the second floor, away from the road and overlooking a green paddy field in the back. It took me moment or two get on to the second floor. Malathi, it’s very bad you are horny enough to rush up the steps challenging your age.

I rang the bell and waited, trying to find a way to carry these bottles and look nonchalant and airy. It took her a minute to answer the door as she had been in the kitchen. Her hair was pulled back and her pretty face was a little flushed from her cooking, but she looked so adorable. Once again, she wore a sleeveless salwar top, but this one was a very low cut and the top button was undone. Below it she wore a inskirt or a petticoat as it was called, quiet short to show off her long legs. She was barefoot. In a moment, she was ushering me in and hugging me again, molding her body to mine in a friendly greeting that lasted a bit longer than friendship. I could not hug her back as I had bottles in either of my hand. It was all her, pulling me to her, pressing her softness to mine.

Rithika laughed and welcomed me in, taking the bottles and scurrying away to the kitchen to put it in the fridge. I followed, asking her if I could help in any way, so she handed me a KF bottle and began to dig around for an opener in one of her drawers. She reached up to hold her hair back as she did, leaning over, and her top gaped from below. Without meaning to, I saw up under it to her breasts hanging down as she bent to find the bottle opener. I tore my eyes away just in time as she came up with the Spanish knife and handed it to me. Our fingers brushed together for an instant, then she turned away to get down two glasses from the cabinet. Her little skirt stretched over her bottom as she reached up for them. Was there nothing this girl could do that didn't flaunt her body to me?

"Dinner will be ready in about 15 minutes," she purred. "Let's take our beer out on the balcony." Setting a timer on the microwave oven, she turned and led the way.

I poured two glasses and carried them both as I followed her out. Barefoot, she moved with a steady easy & grace. Often, I have noticed, tall girls develop a kind of hunched posture as if they were trying to make themselves seem shorter, but Rithika walked with her shoulders back and in light steps.

She leaned over the rail and inhaled deeply of the evening air. Turning to me again, she took her glass of KF and sat in one of the two cushioned chairs on the balcony. I took the other and relaxed back. This was nice. Just two friends having beer in the fine evening air. She asked about my week and it gave us something to talk about as dinner cooked. She got up once to refill our glasses. When the timer rang, she sprang up again and rolled with that hip-swaying easy gait of hers back to the kitchen, telling me to stay where I was. In a moment she was back with two little light weight wooden stools that she set next to our chairs. She set them quickly, and then moved off to bring our meal.

When she returned, another of the buttons of her blouse seemed to have come undone. So had her hair. It lay beautifully over her shoulders and over her breasts. She smiled, her back arched as she carried our plates. She set one down on my table, then slipped back into her own chair and set down her plate.

Dinner was delicious, a mixture of rice and chicken with little vegetables and light seasonings called popularly as chicken briyani. She had to rise again to get the second bottle of KF and I was startled to realize we had finished one already even before dinner was finished. We talked of her week during dinner, just the little things she had done, with me asking questions here and there. She was enjoying her studies and thought she was learning a lot.

When we finished eating, she quickly cleaned up the dishes and asked me if I thought we should open the whisky. I was feeling a little giddy already, but I took a small messure with plain water when she offered it to me and poured herself the same quantity. We took them out to the balcony again. Once more she stood leaning against the rail, her whisky in her left hand and her right, the one closest to me, clutching the rail. I moved to stand next to her, letting my fingers brush lightly over hers. She turned her hand immediately, taking mine in hers as we both looked out into the star studded sky. Neither of us spoke for a time as we watched the stars shining magnificently and held hands and sipped our whisky. I waited for her, she waited for me.

Finally, I raised her hand to my lips and kissed her fingers softly. We both had to turn so I could, and our bodies moved within inches of each other. Rithika seemed intent on watching my lips touch her fingers, but she was breathing deeply. I kissed up her arm, light, dry kisses on her inner arm. She held it up for me. I kissed higher, along the lines of her upper arm, to the edge of her salwar top. Rithika was taller than me, but I was still wearing my platform heels and that made us close to the same height. I kissed over her shoulder, still holding her arm as she held it up for me to adore. Then my lips were on that delicate, slender neck, my nose brushing her hair away, my lips nipping at her skin, my tongue moving over her.

Rithika was murmuring softly, little sounds of happiness as she arched her neck, the movement bringing her body into mine, her soft breasts falling to mine. Her arm then went around me and she paused to set down her whisky. Then I was in her arms and we were kissing. Sweet, soft kisses, exploring one another's lips, mouths, tongues. I set my whisky down too and put my arms around her. I held her to me and just enjoyed being in her arms.

Neither of us wanted to be the first to let go, so we stayed like that for a very long time. Finally, I reached back to take her hand and moved away, breathing deeply.

"Rithika," I started, not sure what to say. I wanted to tell her that I wanted her desperately. She kissed me again, as if she didn't know what to say either. This time, she kissed my face, my neck and shoulders.

"Malathi, Mam," she whispered, "I want you so much." I moved to her, in her arms, letting her kiss me, caress me. It felt so wonderful to be touched by her. With a deep breath, she moved away, taking my hand in hers and leading me to her bedroom. Our bodies were in close contact the entire way, we paused to kiss, Rithika turning to press to me again, then away to lead me on. Her bed was suddenly before us, and she let go of me long enough to draw back the covers, then we sank to it, lying gently on the cool surface, still holding one another and kissing once again.

I had to be bold. We had come down with me on top of her, resting over her body. I drew back, resting on one arm, lolling to one side, still pressed to her. I reached for her, moving to unbutton her blouse. Rithika arched her back, offering herself, making it easier. My fingers pushed away the material and I lowered my lips to kiss the tops of her breasts over her thin bra. I could see the outline of her nipples through it. It was sexy and sheer and I knew she had worn it for me. Reaching around her back, I unclasped it and drew it from her body, finally exposing her to me. Finally, after all those sweet fantasies, the very woman herself was in my arms. I lowered my lips to her stiff nipples, kissing one & then the other, literally worshipping her.

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

Widows

Hello there buddies, a mid week quickie from your one and only JJ over & over again on the lesbian lust. Now is that lesbian love only for girls and young women, frankly speaking it’s a clear NO. Everyone would agree with me that it is a very safe sex for the young widows and the divorcees. The society in which we live is still a retarded one where these two categories of females while seen with men going around the city will have its own problems. As we have been exploring the hostel and youthful girl’s experiences this narration shall be devoted to the less privileged. Both the characters below come from the conservative families of south India who have come out of their homes in order to earn and secure their future also to be independent.

First kiss one-quarter inch. She had selected a thin lacy bra and knew her nipples would protrude through them and her nylon blouse. "I am young at heart and love to wear sexy clothes so what if my nipples show?" she said. Kavaya was only 29 when she lost her husband in a motorcycle accident in Chennai she had no children either.

She was excited as she watched the passengers coming through the doorway and threw up both hands and called Mythili's name when she spotted her. Mythili carried a light brown shoulder bag also extended her arms to greet Kavaya.

Kavaya felt her breasts crushing against Mythili's soft breast and wondered if Mythili was noticing it also.

"I had forgotten that you came from a family of hugging people," Mythili said, "My family showed very little affection toward each other, so I missed out on kisses and touching." Kavaya's eyes were focused on Mythili's soft full smiling lips as she said, "Oh, yes, my hubby hugged me all the time and I guess that's where I learned to enjoy hugging." Kavaya then realized that hugging another woman was very enjoyable, almost as pleasant as hugging a man, and much less complicated.

They got settled in call taxi and Kavaya realized that her loose end of the sari had slipped up her shoulder. She started to pull it down but said, "I don't need to do that since there are no men to look expect for the driver who can’t afford to look back at me." Mythili said, "Leave it down. Give the world a treat." Kavaya glanced over and saw that Mythili had let her sari slip several inches down & her cleavage was looking great.

Once they were home and Mythili changed after a quick shower into her regular home wear nighty. Kavaya noticed that Mythili also wore very revealing nighty and made a comment about it. "I see that you like to wear sexy & reveling casuals also." Mythili blushed and smiled as she responded, "I guess that means that you like sexy things too?" Kavaya laughed, "You bet I do. I may be an old lady but I still want this old body to look as sexy as possible."

After dinner they were sharing a third glass of milk in the living room and Kavaya sat beside Mythili on the sofa. Their feet kept on a large footstool. Both of them had changed into thin knee length nighties with only panties and bra underneath which reveled their feelings. Their shoulders touched and they rocked against each other when something funny was said.

Kavaya commented about Mythili's pretty figure and they shared many complements. Their feet began to rub together and Kavaya began to tickle Mythili's feet with her toes. Soon they were moving their legs in this tickling game and their nighties drew up to the side exposing naked legs almost to their panties.

After a pause Mythili laid her head on Kavaya's shoulder and said, "I am enjoying being with you. I get so lonely for companionship." Kavaya touched her face on Mythili's head and then placed her arm around her shoulders and drew her close in a hug. Mythili responded by turning more toward Kavaya and brought her arm over and placed her hand just under her breast. Their cheeks were touching and Kavaya slowly turned her face toward Mythili. Soon her lips were lightly brushing Mythili's cheek as she whispered to her lovely woman friend.

Mythili turned her face more toward Kavaya and whispered. You are the first woman; that ever hugged me. That's the reason I may have looked a little shocked when you kissed me at the airport."

Kavaya drew her head back another inch and gazed at Mythili's pretty lips. "Did I offend you by hugging you?" Mythili blushed a little and then said," Oh, no. I wasn't offended in the least. In fact, it made me think you really liked me enough to hug me."

Kavaya smiled and said, "I'm glad I didn't offend you or scare you by hugging you, but I really do like you, and you had better be warned that I might try to kiss or hug you more in future."

Both women paused and gazed at the other ones lips that were only a few inches apart. Kayava's lips formed a soft smile as she moved to close the distance between her warm lips and those of her woman friend. Mythili moved her face closer to Kavaya and their soft sweet lips gently touched in a deliberate kiss. The kiss lasted only a few seconds as each one pulled back slightly. They fondly gazed at the other pair of lips so sweetly smiling of their pleasure from the kiss. With mutual consent they brought their willing lips back together for their first kiss with passion. Lips clung to lips. Heads slightly tilted and each felt the delight of feeling their lips slipping and opening against the lips of another woman.

When their lips slowly parted, each woman knew that a new door had opened. The agony they experienced from lack of sex will end by default & a door to the heavenly pleasure is close to them. Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ

A JJ submission:

Hi, readers JJ is back with a lesbian threesome delight, now just plain lesbian vanilla will bore us down and some of my readers wanted some more variety to be added. I had below tried a small but right out of the oven hot 3some. Read this as we have the hostel as a back stage its here now in an independent house three girls have fun.

Sharimila sat in her bed that night.

The rain came down and pattered on the window pane. Sadly Sharmila wanted nothing more than to be back in the arms of her lover Jaya.

They had recently parted ways after a long fight over Sharimila's desires.She went down to the living room where she picked up the phone.

A few rings later and she was talking to Kalyani.

Kalyani was her best friend and from time to time wanted nothing more than to show Sharmila how good of a friend she was.

Sharmila talked to Kalyani and convinced Kalyani to come over to help ease the pain of her breakup with her lover Jaya.Kalyani showed up in a little black dress that accented her little figure and ample breasts. Her black hair was hanging loosely on her shoulders, soft and shiny in the soft light of the room.

She carried a large bag with her. Smiling Kalyani looked at Sharmila and said, "I'm here to make you feel better" Sharmila smiled and was glad to see her.Followed by Kalyani there was a knock on the door.

It was Lavanya knocking. Sharmila's friend from work. "I hope you don't mind me coming over too" Lavanya said. "Kalyani told me you were all down in the dumps". Sharmila smiled and replied " No it's nice to have friends like you two." Lavanya was looking great as well with soft long hair pulled back from her face loosely in a bunch. Sharmila noticed she had on a pretty dress that shown her body so nicely.

Sharmila invited the girls in and went to get glasses for the whisky Kalyani brought over. From the kitchen she could hear the girls giggling and settling in for the visit. Lavanya opened the whisky and poured each of them a glass with some soda.

After a while, and a few drinks later Kalyani suggested they watch a video to lighten the mood. She popped in a Lesbian video.

The three girls watched and became very aroused by the screen. Sharmila sat with her panties beginning to become soaked with her hot juices. Feeling kind of lonely Sharmila sighed wishing that Jaya were there.

Kalyani noticed Sharmila getting depressed and walked over to her.

She sat down and said "Sharmila honey I'm going to make you forget about Jaya tonight, now, and forever."Kalyani sensing Sharmila's needs leaned in to kiss her on the lips. Sharmila's lips parted and tasted the sweet tongue on hers. The taste of whisky lingered on her lips even after the kiss.

Sharmila was in awe and leaned in for more. Lavanya sat down next to Sharmila and joined in on the kiss. The three women kissed passionately and lustfully. It made each of them want more than they knew.

Kalyani leaned out of the kiss to reach for the whisky bottle. She then lead the two girls to Sharmila's bedroom where the fun began. Kalyani poured two glasses more of whisky out and set them down. Lavanya took Sharmila to the bed and sat her down. Kalyani grabbed one of the glasses and handed it to Lavanya. She took a sip and kissed Sharmila.

Sharmila shuttered with passion and desires making her even hotter and wanting even more. Kalyani took off her clothes and Sharmila's as well.

Lavanya was lying next to Sharmila naked with her hair flowing to her breasts. Sharmila's ample breasts longed for touch as well as her pussy. She ached and whined for pleasure. Kalyani poured whisky on Sharmila's naked body and began to make Lavanya lick her breasts and kiss her.Kalyani leaned in to pour some more on her pussy.

The cool drink made Sharmila's pussy scream with desire. Kalyani licked her way down to her pussy. She teased her clit with a finger and spread her legs gently. Kalyani leaned down and poured whisky onto Sharmila's hot pussy already mixing with her juices she ran her tongue on her clit and began to finger Sharmila.

Sharmila moaned out with great pleasure and Kalyani continued to lick her pussy frantically. As she did Lavanya brought out a Dildo from Kalyani's bag. She went around Kalyani and inserted a finger in her hot cunt and licked it a little. She then took the Dildo and began to insert it into Kalyani's hot cunt.Kalyani began to lick faster and frantically move her fingers on Sharmila's Clit as Lavanya fucked her with the Dildo.

Sharmila began to moan and cry out she was coming. As Kalyani road the dildo they came together in a hot passionate kiss. Sharmila then leaned over and looked into the bag to find a strap on and asked Lavanya if she has ever been fucked by a man?

She leaned over like a dog crying "No but I want to be." Sharmila strapped on the dick and Kalyani lubed it up. Kalyani played with Lavanya's cunt to get her ready. moaning in pleasure Sharmila entered Lavanya and began to fuck her wildly and hard.

Ramming the Huge cock into Lavanya she screamed with pleasure and bucked wildly.Kalyani got under Lavanya demanding she lick her cunt while she was fucked like a dog. Lavanya leaned in eating every inch of Kalyani's hot pussy.

She licked as Kalyani in turn reached for the other dildo and began to fuck Sharmila with it. All three girls moaned and cried frantically cumming over and over until they could take no more. Tired they all fell asleep on the bed. Comments & feed back please to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ

Happy Anniversary

A JJ Submission:


Hi, readers yet again your JJ is back with a lesbian delight and this time around it’s a three some fun that happens on a lesbian anniversary. These girls stay in a rented house in Anna Nagar East close to the 14 shops; initially they were in the hostel and when privacy became an issue after their marriage at the hostel they decided to go in for a independent house in one of the posh locality of Chennai.

Jayashri had rushed home from work to put the finishing touches on her gift. She had taken the last hour off and beaten the traffic home, knowing the Bhavani wouldn't be back until well after five.It was now 5:15. The rose pedals were strewn over the bed, the candles were lit, and she was clean shaven. Jayashri stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around her moist skin, and began primping her hair. Her dark hair fell just beyond her shoulders. They fell in waves, cascading around her face and barely touching her nipples. She applied only the most necessary make-up -eye liner and eye shadow, a little blush, and a dark burgundy lipstick. She dropped the towel and slipped on a black satin nighty that she had purchased for the anniversary. She exited the bathroom and made her way across the bedroom.

Jayashri nearly bounced down the stairs when she noticed that the time was nearing 5:30, when Bhavani would be home. She quickly walked to the kitchen and removed the bottle of wine and the two glasses that she had chilled from the freezer. As she heard the door open, she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten Bhavani's gift upstairs, and then smiled to herself when she realized that it didn't really matter.Where Jayashri is a trim 64kgs, 5' 6" perfect woman, with a huge size breast, Bhavani was most definitely a bombshell. She has stunning legs and a jaw dropping bust. She was always well kept, and always very fair. As she came into Jayashri's view, Jayashri noted that she was wearing a 3/4th pants, matching black cotton top which left her belly button exposed. Her hair was slightly longer than Jayashri's and it was always kept straight, parting only at her shoulders. To Jayashri, she looked like a porn-star.

"Happy Anniversary!" Jayashri boasted.

"And the same to you, love."

Bhavani noticed the wine bottle and the chilled glasses. She knew that they would skip dinner tonight.The two shared the wine with a bit of small talk, the usual chatter of family life, but it didn't take too long for the amorous Jayanthi to persuade Bhavani to follow her upstairs for the rest of the evening.

The entered the bedroom, which was now glowing by the dim light of the candles. They kissed slowly, tasting each other with each small whip of their tongues. Still standing, Jayashri began clawing at Bhavani's over jacket, and it soon slid to the floor. The two were now engaged with one another. Bhavani's hands had made their way to Jayashri's ass, warmly gripping it through the soft folds of the satin gown. Jayashri slid her hands into Bhavani's hair, holding her lover's head back as she nibbled upon her neck seductively.Jayashri, a little more in control, moved the couple over toward the bed and broke their nestling by lightly pushing Bhavani onto it's flowered surface.

"I've got a surprise for you."

Jayashri said. Her eyes betrayed a hint of mischief.

"But first, I want you to strip for me.

"Bhavani knew this game, and gladly obliged. She quickly removed her dress, allowing Jayashri to see the beauty of her golden skin. She teased Jayashri with the removal of her top before letting it fall to the floor. Finally, she unclipped her bra and slid off her panties, stretching out naked on the bed.Jayashri gazed at her friend and lover. She felt moistness in her sex and she slid a hand down to her pelvis in a seductive action. Keeping her eyes on Bhavani, she crossed the bed to her night-stand and brought out the present.

The doubled headed sex toy was made of a transparent pink slicon and stood nearly a feet long. Both ends of the toy were shaped like a penis, shafts rippling with vein-like shapes and ends aching for usage.Jayashri kept her gaze on Bhavani as she began licking the tip of one side. With her other hand, Jayashri was beginning to rub her clean shaven pussy through her nighty and Bhavani could see how excited she had become.Bhavani leaned over and pulled Jayashri toward her. Her mouth met Jayashri's, and her hands were rubbing Jayashri's breasts, feeling her aroused nipples through the thin material. Jayashri climbed on top of Bhavani, straddling her and brushing her hand down her thigh, towards her slit. The two began to kiss passionately, each accepting the other's tongue. Jayashri had now begun to rub at Bhavani's pussy, feeling the warm wet skin react to her every motion. Bhavani, still below her, was starting to loosen the straps on the nightly, allowing Jayashri to expose her breasts. Jayashri paused for a moment to remove the nightly, tossing it off the bed. In its place, she grabbed the vibe they had left near them and pressed it up to Bhavani's welcoming pussy.

Bhavani moaned as she felt the slicon breach her folds. Her hands moved to caress her own nipples, and she felt Jayashri's lips move to her neck..Jayashri was slowly inserting the dildo into Bhavani when she moved her head down towards Bhavani's thigh. She gazed at the pink pussy, but she could tease Bhavani no longer. She began licking the fair arrow that lead towards her lover's clit. Bhavani reacted by slowly bucking, allowing the pink toy to squeeze further into her. Suddenly, Bhavani felt Jayashri's tongue penetrate her folds as well. Jayashri's breathe was hot on her pussy, and it felt good on her exposed clit. Jayashri was lapping away while she continued pushing the slicon vibe in further and further. This was almost too much for Bhavani, who was now bucking at full force. Bhavani pinched her hardened nipples as she began to scream with delight. Jayashri, reacting to her friend's movements, plowed harder with the toy and continued her licking. She knew that Bhavani was close to climaxing as Bhavani screamed 'Oh God. Oh my fucking God!'With that, Bhavani's moans slowed, and her body, now sticky with sweat, began to go limp. Jayashri slowed her pace, and finally removed the toy. She saw Bhavani looking down at her and she licked the hard tip of the pink toy, letting its juices run along her lips.

"Should I get your present now?" Bhavani inquired.

Jayashri, for a moment, was puzzled.

Bhavani had always been a bit dull when it came to sex. She had guessed that her night would end with a good pussy licking, maybe receiving the other end of the dildo if she was lucky."Come on in, honey.

" Bhavani beckoned to the room next door.

Jayashri turned to face the bedroom door where she saw a sexy bitch with artificial brown hair The olive skinned woman was gorgeous. She was shorter than Jayashri, maybe 5'4", with short, sexy legs, and what must have been a 38 bust. Her round face was cute, but given the circumstances she was a goddamn Vanitha. The woman walked through the doorway and up to the bed. She placed her face close to Jayashri's and said, "There's not much point in having a two headed toy if you only use it on one girl.

"Vanitha slid open her lips and let her tongue caress Jayashri's lips. Jayashri hungrily took the tongue into her mouth and leaned back, allowing Vanitha to lay on top of her. As the two kissed intently, Bhavani slid closer to Jayashri and began probing her pussy with her fingers. Bhavani extended her tongue and raked it upon Jayashri's neck, every so often making small bites on the exposed skin. Jayashri felt Bhavani's warm fingers gently stroking her sex. She continued kissing Vanitha, needing the woman's firm breasts. Bhavani's kisses on her neck were driving her crazy, but she couldn't resist. Vanitha titled her head back and began her descent upon Jayashri's breasts. The pink nipples were hot and erect as she took one between her teeth and began sucking lustily on it. She stopped only to pull on the nipple with her teeth sharply, and then flick it quickly with her tongue. As she did this, she massaged Jayashri's other nipple expertly, rolling it between her forefinger and her thumb.

Bhavani had begun making her way down to Jayashri's pink lips. She had been fingering Jayashri, but now she needed to taste her. As her nose grazed Jayashri's thigh she extend her tongue. It licked the moistened skin as she tried to push her tongue into her friend's pink pussy. Her fingers moved rhythmically, and her tongue strokes darted in and out with ease. She kept this up for not too long before going after Jayashri's clit directly. She seized the mound, hearing Jayashri's moans turn into whimpers. She had never earned this response before, but Jayashri's near violent bucking was proof of her ecstasy. Her bucking grew and grew until Jayashri gave out a long moan, signaling her climax.. Tremors flooded her and her body began to relax.With that, Vanitha rolled off of Jayashri and onto her back. She had assumed that Jayashri would collapse and that Bhavani, the more timid of the two, would follow in suit. She slid her hand down her panties and began to push her index finger into her wet slit. She used her other hand to manipulate her breast, slowly rolling her nipple, as she had for Jayashri. She was about to plunge a second finger into her pussy when she felt a licking above her navel. Bhavani was kissing the belly of the seductress, slowly leading herself to the woman's exposed breast.

Vanitha looked over at Jayashri, who had began pulling at her panties with her teeth. Jayashri slowly removed it and Vanitha rose her legs in the air, allowing Jayashri to pull the panties off of her legs, leaving Vanitha naked. Bhavani had noticed Jayashri's attempts and now positioned herself at the base of the circular bed, along with Jayashri, both facing Vanitha's now exposed pussy. The woman laid there, legs widely spread, pawing at her clit with one hand, with the other near her mouth, sucking on her index finger. Her large breasts lay on her chest like silky pillows. Her dark nipples were hard. Vanitha's golden-brown hair lay strewn about her head. She was irresistible.Bhavani and Jayashri both dove towards the pink lips at the end of Vanitha's thighs. The two women began licking the inner folds of Vanitha's pussy. Jayashri attacked the clit, wildly thrashing her tongue against the wet mound while spreading it further open with her fingers. She was lying on her stomach, her other hand placed firmly at her own entrance, rubbing it strongly in a circular motion.Bhavani, also lying on her stomach, was concentrating on the entrance to Vanitha's hot slit. She had two fingers quickly sliding in and out of the pussy while she carefully licked beneath Jayashri's tongue. She, too, had found her own slit, and was pushing two fingers from her other hand into her wet cave.

Vanitha rolled her left nipple with her right hand, propping her right breast toward her mouth, where she licked and bit at it. She knew that the two women licking her would quickly lead her to an orgasm and she was enjoying every second of it. Every moment was flowing over her body, sending shockwaves over herself. She felt as if her whole body would convulse at once. Her moans quickened and her climax came like a blinding light. She turned her head and saw the pink dildo. Grabbing it, she licked the tip and inserted one end into her dripping pussy. Jayashri pushed her further up on the bed and positioned herself to take the other tip. Vanitha plunged the toy into herself, taking six, and then seven inches all at once. She felt Jayashri's hands grab at her thighs as the woman slid the other end of the pink stick into her own gaping pussy. They began slowly grinding each end of the dildo, taking in more and more slicon with each stroke. Jayashri had positioned one leg underneath Vanitha. Her leg was sticky with the sweat from Vanitha's back. Her toes had now reached Vanitha's silky hair. Their pussies were almost touching. Jayashri felt as if she couldn't get enough of the toy, and with a final push she felt the juiced of Vanitha's pussy on her own. Bhavani turned her pussy towards Vanitha's mouth, laying on top of the beauty.

She bent over Vanitha's body and pressed her face towards the meeting of the dildo. She began to stroke Jayashri's clit as she licked Vanitha's. Vanitha moaned excitedly as she took Bhavani's pussy in her mouth. She removed her hands from Jayashri's thighs, letting the her keep up with the grinding, and fervently fingered the pussy in front of her as she licked away at it.Jayashri kept grinding against Vanitha's pussy and the dildo, feeling the push and pull of the slicon inside her combined with the heat of Vanitha's sex. She looked down at Bhavani just as she was removing her tongue from Vanitha's clit and placing it on her own.

With that sensation, Jayashri burst into a screaming orgasm, which was quickly followed by the other two. Jayashri lay on the bed, exhausted from the threesome she had just enjoyed. She slowly slid off the dildo and removed it from Vanitha as well. Bhavani had turned around, now facing the head of the bed, and Vanitha cooed softly.

Jayashri and Bhavani leaned over Vanitha to kiss, and the three shared the taste of each other one last time before drifting into sleep. Hope you enjoyed reading the submission its now time for commkents and feedback to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ

Lust or Love

Hi, everyone your JJ is back with a small midweek special submission of the lesbian love. Here is a Malathi the lesbian English professor in the University at Chidambaram left alone and keeps thinking of the special moments that she has spent with her lover. It too sad to see her as tears run down her chubby cheeks. . . .

I look at you, really look at you. You're pretty, not gorgeous, not beautiful, but very pretty. You're smart and ambitious; only 32, in demand as a consultant in the BPO industry and also on track for a full professorship. And you're oh, so sweet. Maybe the sweetest person I have ever met. I've never heard you say anything nasty, I've never seen you less than patient with a student, I've never met anyone who's met you and doesn't like and admire you. I think I could, maybe do, love you.

"Are you tired? I can leave."

I hear myself saying. You laugh."Don't be silly, I asked you to stay. No, I'm just ready for a little quiet, a little downtime, a little intimate conversation."At the word intimate, my heart skips a beat and I feel myself warming a little, between my legs. You hold up the bottle of Chardonnay and tilt your head. I nod and hold my glass out. You fill mine about halfway and then your own. We both take a sip. You put your glass on the hearth.I feel you looking at me and I look down, then back up. You're smiling."You know that I'm very attracted to you, don't you." You right hand reaches out and gently strokes my knee. Your flesh to my flesh. I feel goose bumps all over me; I feel 16 and I also feel very aroused."No" I say very simply. You smile."Well, I am and I think you're attracted to me, too. Aren't you?"I feel the blush start at my breasts and move up to the top of my head. What's the matter with me, no one has made me blush since I was 12. Even that summer in Madras when I thought I was in love. Maybe that's the difference, then I thought I was in love, now...I stammer, not knowing what to say and you move closer to me. You hand now is gently rubbing the thigh under my skirt. I blurt out"I think I am, but I just don't know if this is what I want or should have or..." and my thoughts and my voice trail off. I'm at a crossroads.

I really don't know.I think I love you, but I don't know if I want to touch you and have you touch me back. I can feel my nipples growing hard and lengthening. I feel myself swelling and opening...my breath becoming shorter. I can smell myself as my wetness seeps into my panties. My body seems to have made up its mind, but I, me, Sandy, I just don't know.You sense my ambivalence, my longing, my fear. I see passion in your eyes, but I see compassion, too. You are soooo sweet...

"I understand; sometimes it's so hard to know, but maybe this will help.

"You move to the left a little and rest your back against a chair, facing me. Your hand goes to your white cotton blouse and you unbutton it and then take it off. Your breasts are encased in a lacy bra, creamy and perfect against the white material. They push up and try to spill over the fabric. You take my breath away and for the longest time, I'm absolutely still and then sigh deeply. You smile and reach behind you; you shrug your shoulders and they fall loose. They're perfect like you. They stand out, pert, creamy orbs without any sag. You have pink aureoles that stand out like little breasts and long elegant nipples, almost purple. I want to take them in my mouth."You're perfect..." I start to say, but again you cut me off.

"Shhhhhhh. Just watch for now.

"You stand up and unbutton your skirt; it drops to the floor, then you push your panties down, until they, too, fall around your ankles. Kicking them aside, you sit back down, legs slightly bent and spread wide. I'm stunned. Both by the beauty of your nakedness and the wantonness of your pose. My breasts ache. I feel my clitoris straining upward. My panties are soaked, I can feel the matted hair between my legs. I want to touch myself, to touch you, but I'm afraid to move."Let me show you how you make me feel. If I make you feel the same way, then..."Your hands go to your breasts and start slowly to caress them, kneading the flesh, your fingers circling the aureoles and then pulling at your nipples, stretching them, pinching them. I hear your sighs, I see your eyes close and your head roll back. Your tongue licks your lips as your hands continue to play.I glance down, between your legs and I see that your lips are swollen, purple looking. They have opened you completely to my gaze and I stare in fascination at that darkly pink and mysterious flesh. Your clitoris is much larger than mine; swollen and out of it's hood, it looks like an angry little finger, pointing at me. Telling me that I'm responsible for your urgent need. As that thought sinks in, I feel the fire building in me, growing higher and higher. I long to touch myself...I long to touch you...Your right hand starts its move down, across your tummy, your pelvis. Your fingers comb through your dark pubic hair and continue down, cupping your mons. You rub yourself and you groan in pleasure, your head still back and your eyes still closed.

Your throat looks so lovely, alabaster, shimmering in the fire light.Your fingers are now playing between the lips of your pussy, penetrating you. Running up to circle your clitoris and back down, to fill the ache inside of you. Then your left hand joins the other, you rub yourself with both and then start flicking your clitoris with the index finger of your left hand. Your right hand is now almost all the way inside of you, moving in and out faster and faster. Your head is back and your breath is rapid, ragged, your moaning is now almost as continual sound. I think you're about to cum.I suddenly realize that I'm starting to climax, without having touched myself or touched you, I feel an orgasm send spasms through my body, and for a couple of seconds, I lose track of where I am and who I am.

There is only the sensation and you, pleasing yourself and pleasing me.My orgasm passes and slowly I become aware of you, looking at me smiling at me. You right hand plays gently between your legs, your left is on your breast, your breathing also, slowly returning to normal. Finally, you look and me and say"Still have doubts?" that little smile playing across your lips.I stand up and walk to you; you stand to meet me. My arms enfold you and our mouths meet and open. I feel your tongue exploring the inside of my mouth and at the same time I inhale your intoxicating scent, mixed parts perfume, lust, satisfaction...temporary satisfaction.Later, in your bed, after your tongue has explored every part of me, your hands and fingers have searched every opening in my body, bringing me, time after time, to the brink and finally allowing me to explode, I'm quiescent.

My head rests on your breast, my body molding itself to yours. I wonder why I resisted for so long. This was lust, but it's more than that, it's also love, mostly love and I'm content. I hear you sigh as if to confirm my feeling and I let go and drift off to sleep, dreaming of you and me and love... Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ

Everyone has a secret fantasy:

A JJ Submission:


Hi, hello and welcome to the Indian lesbian story submission site. This is your JJ going to narrate yet another lesbian tale. This about a rich educated house wife aged 30 years with a appealing structure that would give any impotent man the best of arousal and orgasm in his pants merely staring at my lovely vital stats and glowing fair skin. Born with a golden spoon educated at Chennai, and a drop out of final year English Litt., Master of Arts. She has everything life and does not long or carve for anything. She was married off to a wealthy business (man a builder to be specific), from a B’ class city in Tamil Nadu called Kumbakonam. It was in an area called Pallakarai on the bank of the river Cauvery. Does everyone really have a secret fantasy? Let’s see what the fantasy will of a blessed female like Priya.

I am just an ordinary housewife married to a good husband with two wonderful children. We have a nice house and all our needs are met. A peaceful and happy family with all the goodness thereof.

Today started out like any other day. My husband got up and went to work and our children all went to school. I am married for the past 8 years and my sex life was a satisfactory one. My friend who lives a couple streets away from our house whom I happened to meet her in a wedding reception 5 years back and from there on we got along great as we were more or less in the same age group also similar type of family. This morning Dhanaya came over after her family had gone on their way as well. We take turns going to each other's house once a week, have a cup of tea or coffee and visit. We then spend the rest of the day mostly chit chatting exchanging recipes shopping for festivals and also helping the other one clean and do small jobs around our house. We have so much fun and get much more done than we could by cleaning alone. These things were done only to kill the loneliness and pass away time until our children and husbands return home. Both of us are sticklers for a clean & healthy living.

After we had our tea followed by small gossiping and chit chatting we started cleaning. After cleaning the ground floor hall we locked the main door and I wanted to do the master bedroom because I had stripped the sheets off of the bed and needed help to replace them seldom do I get the maid to clean our bedroom. I had never had Dhanaya help me in my bedroom before. The king size bed was even hard for one adult to make up. We went up to the master bedroom after we finished the hall and started making the bed. We had been laughing and playing around, like throwing pillows at one another or pushing playfully. Dhanaya came to my side of the bed; I expected she was going to help me draw the sheets tight so that I could get them over the final corner of the mattress. She came close to me and looked into my eyes. "Aren't you going to pull?" I asked playfully. She searched my eyes in a way that was very different than ever before. My grip on the sheets loosened as we silently looked into each others' eyes. I let the sheets go and stood up to face her. I searched her face for an answer to the butterflies I now had in my stomach. The anticipation turned mere seconds into minutes. Dhanaya and I silently faced each other.

I wanted her to say it. Some time ago she had shared with me a fantasy that she would like to see what it would be like to be with another woman, just once. You know, if this beautiful woman appeared out of nowhere had sex with you and then disappeared never to reappear or tell anyone. No one gets hurt and life goes on as usual. I admitted to her that even I had from time to time thought about the same thing. At the time, we laughed and did not really take each other seriously because, hey, what is the likelihood of a beautiful woman popping out of nowhere for the sole purpose of having a same sex encounter only to disappear into the clouds? I could tell by the look in her eyes that this was exactly what she was thinking and I wanted her to say it.

The suspense of silence was killing me. The lighthearted mood changed and I returned her deep gaze. Contrary to our original same sex requirements, this is not something I would have ever considered if this person were not my very close best friend. We have been through so much together and we trust each other completely. There isn't anything that we can't share with one another and know completely that no one else will ever hear about it. You know what both of us were from Chennai and even she had married a local TNEB engineer to have made it to Kumbakonam.

Well I returned her searching gaze and I could tell that she knew I knew what was on her mind. She reached up and stroked my cheek and moved my long hair away from my face. My eyes closed. I felt her lips brush mine and I returned her kiss. At first just little kisses but then our lips parted and our tongues gently touched. I am not one to do something crazy and neither is my friend Dhanaya. She was a responsible married women with families don't normally step outside of the 'routine'. This was why my head really began to spin. I was seriously abandoning the routine at this very moment and was excited at the prospect of it.

At first all kinds of thoughts were running through my mind. Neither one of us had ever been with anyone other than our husbands, though we came the Cosmopolitan city of Chennai. I was admitting to myself how attractive I thought Dhanaya was and how I had occasionally thought of this very thing happening with her. I opened my eyes and looked into hers. Her sweet look reassured me of her deep care for me. I smiled. I knew that this is what I wanted to do and she did too. We had loved each other as friends for so long. Today we would express it in our own private way.

We softly embraced and enjoyed the warmth of each other's mouths and tongues. Passionately, but gently, we kissed, long searching kisses that made my heart pound and the butterflies in my stomach swirl even more so. Any inhibition we had about what we were doing melted away into blues. As we pressed our bodies closer we lost track of all reality and moved toward our fantasies. Our minds soul hearts and bodies were starting to move as one and focus on the pleasure of experiencing something new, a special love for a dear friend, something we had never dreamed could or would happen. Something that previously had only existed in the back of our minds as a very far distant.

I stepped back and looked at her. I have always thought she was very pretty, but now I found myself enchanted with her beauty. I touched her silky flowing hair. My fingers lightly caressed the smooth fair skin of her face, her forehead, her eyelids, her lips, her cheeks. Cupping her face in my hands I kissed her. As my kisses left her lips and moved to her face and down her neck, Dhanaya tilted her head back and allowed a deep breath to escape her throat. My tongue traced a warm path from the hollow of her neck back up to her chin. What remaining inhibitions I had were gone. I was comfortable and eager to experience this fantasy with my dear friend Dhanaya. I would never have guessed that I would have the carving or desire that I did at this very moment to see her naked body. I wanted to explore her body with my eyes and hands in a way I would have never thought possible. I kissed her neck and unbuttoned the first button of her salwar top. Dhanaya placed her hands on my waist in a way that reassured me. As if to say that she understood my need because she shared it with me. I methodically relieved her dress in anticipation and she was left with her strapless black bra. I bent down and kissed her chest between her supple breasts. I gently slid her bra off of her shoulders to better expose her breast and her breasts pushed forward and were now free, her bra fell to the floor I stared at her ample firm beautifully formed breasts and reached out to touch them. I wanted so badly to touch them. Her silky skin was warm and soft. I cupped her breasts in my hands and then bent down and kissed her nipples. Dhanaya drew herself closer to me as I circled each nipple with my tongue and sucked them into my mouth.I wanted to see her completely naked, totally uninhibited. I placed my hands on her thin waist and slid my fingers into the band of her bottoms. Dhanaya put her hands on my shoulders like a dance partner. I began untie and push the bottom from her hips and she gently helped to help them off. My fingers slid into the band of her panties on the way down so that they were removed also. I guided them to the floor and she stepped out of them.

We now stood facing each other again but she was now totally naked. I had seen her in petticoat and blouse many times before so I knew she had a good body, but this, what I saw now, was so much more than a good body. I saw her with new eyes. I saw her in a way that I had never seen her before. I took in everything. Her pretty slight feet with perfectly manicured toenails, her thin ankles and shapely toned legs, her neatly trimmed pubic area, perfectly shaped thighs, tiny waist, large, but not too large firm breasts, perfectly proportioned neck, I saw not an ounce of fat or bulge on her. Her hair fell like cascades down past her shoulders covering one of her breasts. My fingers lightly brushed her skin as I moved her hair back so that I could look at her without even so much as her hair covering her beautiful body.

Dhanaya closed the space between us. Softly looking into my eyes she took my hand and raised it to her bare breast. I lovingly caressed it with my fingers. I placed my hands on her bare waist and she started removing my clothes. I wanted her to do as she pleased; I closed my eyes to savor the feeling of what she was doing to me. I wanted to enjoy every moment. Dhanaya kissed and licked my face and lips. I returned her sweet kisses with passion. My head and heart were floating with her every touch, kiss, and caress. As she kissed my face she moved around to my ear and started to kiss and lick it. Her breath was hot and sent shivers all through me. I shuddered as her warm, wet tongue moved around my ear and then slowly entered it. Dhanaya's tongue penetrating my ear sent sensual shivers throughout my body. I loved her penetrating me and wanted more.Dhanaya began licking down my neck from my ear. She moved down to my shoulder and into the curve of my neck and throat. She grasped the bottom of my nighty which I usually wear while at home and fluidly pulled it up over my head and off and then let it drop to the floor. She guided me down onto the bed; her hands cradled my head and gently lowered it. I moved to undo my bra, but she stopped me. She touched my breasts through my bra and then pulled my bra down to expose my modest but shapely breasts. She fondled me, using her finger tips to slowly trace around my hard nipples. She leaned down and started kissing my hard nipple while caressing my other breast. Her tongue circled it and then she began to suck and lightly nibble and pull at it. My body began reacting to her attention almost immediately. Her wet eager mouth and her warm breath felt so good on my skin that I did not want her to stop.

I reached up and stroked her hair and enjoyed the pleasure her soft mouth was giving me. Soon she stopped and pulled back. I arched my back so that she could reach behind me and unfasten my lacy bra. She did so and pulled it away from my body and discarded it on the floor. Dhanaya fondled both of my breasts, massaging them in a slow and deliberate manner. Focusing her attention on one, she lowered her head and began to lick and suck my nipple. My fingers entangled in her soft black hair as I pulled her head closer and her eager mouth tenderly sucked my breast in with more intensity. I pressed myself toward her as she tugged and pulled at my nipple with her mouth. Dhanaya moved steadily down my body placing tender hot kisses along the middle of my stomach down to the top of my pink lace panties. Dhanaya took my hands and moved them away. She wanted to do this herself. She slipped them off my body my body was now nude for her to see and enjoy as she wished. Dhanaya began where she had stopped; she continued to kiss all the way down to my pubic area. She lightly touched me between my legs. I let out a slight gasp as I felt myself start to throb and grow very hot in that area.

The anticipation of her continued touch sent sparks throughout my body. Instinctively I parted my legs slightly with pleasure. My desire was for Dhanaya to explore my body if she wanted to. Dhanaya continued to lightly touch me as with a feather, back and forth around my outer lips as if she were teasing me. As she did this I wanted her to do more. I wanted to feel her fingers inside me. I parted my legs a little farther and she began to touch the pink cherry that was protruding slightly out of the middle of my outer lips. I watched the intent longing expressions of her beautiful face as she focused on my wet body. She was enjoying me. Dhanaya pushed my smooth legs apart and urged my knees up and back causing the lips of my vagina to part. Her eyes glanced at me in a loving, trusting way that made me feel so secure, so loved. Dhanaya took my cherry in between her fingers a moan escaped my throat. She began to rub it back and forth with her loving gentle fingers. The warmth became hot and my body started to move with her rhythm. I tilted my hips back to accommodate her touch. Again she teased me slightly by moving her finger close to my entrance but never inserting it. I kept moving my body up. I wanted Dhanaya to slide her fingers into my body. Finally, she slowly and gently slid one lengthy elegant finger into me and started moving it back and forth. Then she added another and reached deep inside me. I felt her move my inner body as she did. Pushing against it and moving slowly around inside of me. As she did this she moved her body until she was above me. With her fingers still deep inside of me Dhanaya lowered her face to mine and we kissed passionately.

My senses were swimming, I felt like I would explode. I reached up and pulled her body down so that her breasts and mine were pressed together. I was acutely aware of her nipples on mine. We continued to kiss and began to press our hips against one another. We rhythmically moved them together as her fingers intently moved deeply into and out of me.I reached down between her legs to touch her. Dhanaya's soft wet body intensified every feeling and emotion I was experiencing. I rubbed her gently and moved inside her as well. She parted her legs and pushed her butt up into the air as I pushed my fingers into and out of her body. She moaned as I had and continued to move her fingers with more and more intensity inside me. As she moved over me I took her breast into my mouth and kissed and sucked her nipple. Her skin was smooth and sweet on my tongue. Her body was warm and wet on my fingers. My own wet body stretched around the fingers she was probing me with and I wanted her more than ever.Things progressed much faster than either of us wanted.

We both wanted to enjoy each other for as long as we could before it was over so we pulled back from each other, although we carved for more. I asked Dhanaya if I could massage her body. She quietly and sensually said 'yes'. I told Dhanaya to turn over on her stomach. I took the scented oil from my cupboard and began with her feet... She was a little ticklish so I moved up to her legs. I applied the oil all over her legs, up over her tight butt, and to her back rubbing it in back and forth over her body in rhythmic circles. With the back of her body now covered with oil, I concentrated on each part of her legs. I started with her calves, went to the back of her knees, and then her thighs. Then I put the oil on her butt and started rubbing there and up onto her back. Rubbing her butt was so sexy, touching her there and feeling her muscles was very scintillating. Then I rubbed her back. As I rubbed her back I went over to each of her sides sliding across her breasts as I did. Then I went from the top of her back down over her butt all the way down to her feet and then back up, every time sliding my fingers over the smooth wet spot between her legs. Each time she would move her legs apart a little further to allow me to touch more. I badly wanted to but resisted. I whispered close to her ear. 'Roll onto your back.' When she did I just stared at her again for a moment before I started applying the massage oil. Her long thin outstretched body, supple breasts and tender neck and shoulders. I began with her feet again and applied the oil all over her legs. Uninhibited, I moved her legs apart a bit so I could see between them. Dhanaya moved her legs further apart so that her body separated and I could see all of her. I finally broke my gaze and began rubbing her legs and thighs. As I did, I got close to her warm spot while rubbing her inner thighs. She moved toward me slightly as I did this. I rubbed between her legs without penetrating her and then went up to her flat stomach. I applied the oil to her stomach and her breasts and rubbed back and forth and around them in a circular motion. I massaged her shoulders and kissed her face and lips as I did. Then she did the same to me. It felt so good, so relaxing and so incredibly sensual. I wanted to take her in my arms and hold her, press my body against hers, explore her body with my hands, inside and out. Then when she finished covering me in oil she had me stand up.

Kissing passionately, we pressed our bodies close, rubbing our breasts together massaging the oil into them. Embracing each other we rubbed each other's back as our bodies moved together and slide fluidly together. Dhanaya slid her body down mine. Her hands down the back of my body, across my butt and legs and her breasts pressed against the front of my body, down my abdomen and across my pubic area. She slowly began to slide back up pressing against my body. Before she did, she looked up at me and stuck out her tongue. She licked me from my wet soft spot all the way up between my breasts to my neck until she was standing completely and then kissed me deeply. I liked it so I did the same to her. She tasted good! I instantly wanted more. I wanted to try it again. So I went down on my knees, held her butt with my hands and pulled her close. She spread her legs and I licked the wet soft part between them. I licked and licked and my tongue went back and forth around her pink lips. She reached down and parted them for me so that I could stick my tongue inside of her. I started to flick my tongue in and out and suck her lips. She moaned. I knew she liked it as did I. She pulled me up and went down on her knees. I separated my legs. She started to lick my lips. The feeling of her tongue so soft and so warm aroused me completely, I felt something inside me release. I moaned and she licked and teased my lips. I moved my fingers down to part my lips as she sucked on them. Dhanaya flicked her tongue inside my body and probed deeply. I wanted her to consume me and be satisfied.

We both were very turned on now and wanted to climax. We moved back to the bed and lay down next to each other. At first we could not decide how we could work it so both of us could climax at the same time. We faced each other, slightly apart, with one leg propped up and started fingering each other. Then with our free hand we started rubbing our own hot spot. Faster and faster we both slid our fingers in and out of each other simultaneously. The vision of her beautiful wet body reacting to my fingers, seeing myself enter her in such a personal way made me grow hotter still. As we rubbed our clits, our bodies shuddered with ecstasy. Warm liquid oozed out of our bodies onto each other's fingers. We continued to finger each other getting slower and slower until we both stopped and lowered our bodies together to the bed.

We lay quietly next to each other for several minutes reflecting on the whole encounter. We had lovingly and sensually lost track of time. We quickly straightened up the bedroom and finished making the bed. I gazed at Dhanaya and I wanted to touch her again, but I knew that the fantasy was now a special memory though and no longer will it get to the back of my mind. Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ

A night in honour of Lesbian Love

A night in honour of Lesbian Love:

A JJ submission:

Hi, hello & welcome to the one and only JJ’s world of Pure Indian lesbian story page. The support extended by the readers is awesome I am really thrilled by reading some of the feed backs & comments. Fine let’s leave things as and where it stands & head straight into the lesbian erotica ocean for a short but hot narration.

To keep continuing from where we left off with the narration of “O my love where are you” going back on the same thread below is a description of two room mates who meet up after a long gap time. Assuming the reason for these two lovely lesbian couple to meet is the Platinum anniversary of the Christian ladies hostel on Poonamalle high road in Chennai city. Due to the heavy advertisement in the metropolitan dailies and the spread of mouth by various organizations makes this event special. Due to the grandeur two friends who were once celebrated lesbian couple decided to meet up and revive the lingering old memories of the exotic lesbian relationship.

It had been years since I’d seen Vani as she’d been away married and settled off in Bahrain somehow it coincided that she was visiting Chennai exactly during the week long Platinum jubilee celebration. We were meeting some friends of ours at the restaurant for a fine dine at copper chimney. As this was so special and dear to me I made elaborate plans and seen to it my husband and the kids agreed for me to meet up Vani and spend a night out with her.

Since I hadn’t seen Vani for a while, I decided to wear one of my sexiest dresses. I showered, put on some light makeup and finally draped a sexy bottle green Mysore silk sari with a sleeveless blouse. I decided to be naughty and not wear any underwear. I hoped this would have the desired effect on Vani. Since it was early December I decided to cover myself with the loose end of the sari and hide my nakedness underneath.

I was picking up Vani from her serviced apartment near Taj Connemara and we were going to the hostel spending some time and taking a look around the place in order to refresh our memories of the lovely erotic nights spent together entwined of naked bodies leaving no gap for air to pass thorough while celebrating the lesbian play in our rooms at the very same hostel building which was now celebrating the platinum Anniversary. We were also to meet up few other friends who were also together during the hostel days and finally dinner tonight.

I arrived at serviced apartment where Vani planned to spend her short stay in Chennai and I reached there in record time as I was anxious to see her. She was there before me looking into the direction of my approach; I got out of the car and went around opening the door for her. Of course I had an ulterior motive in that I wanted to kiss her sweet lips.

I gave her a big hug and when our lips met, I felt electricity flow straight to my clit. We kissed for a couple of minutes and then we both got in the car. On the drive to the restaurant, I asked Vani to give me her hand. When she did, I slipped it under my sari to my pussy which was already wet with my juices. She gasped at first and then grinned wickedly. I pulled her hand away and when I did, she quickly put her fingers in her mouth and sucked them dry. She, in turn, asked for my hand and repeated my actions on herself. I also gasped as I felt her wetness. She pulled my hand away and I quickly slipped my fingers into my mouth. I then took Vani’s fingers into my mouth and started sucking on them. I hoped that this was having the desired effect on Vani.

All too soon, drove straight down to the hostel it was well passed 6.30pm and darkness was setting in fast just went for a big round all along the places were we stayed years ago, literally both of eyes had become moist so we left early. When we arrived at the restaurant. I knew it was going to be a hot, sexy evening. We greeted our friends and sat down for dinner. We caught up on what was happening in our friends’ lives and filled them in on any news with our lives. From time to time Vani and I would slide a hand between each other’s legs just to tease. It was getting me very hot and I think it was having the same effect on Vani.

Our dinner arrived and we began eating. Shortly after I was finished my meal, I excused myself to visit the washroom. I entered the washroom and went to the farthest stall. Within a minute there was a knock on my door. I opened it and Vani rushed in a locked the door behind her. Within seconds we were kissing. Our tongues were frantically searching for each other. My hands were caressing her breasts and hers were playing with my nipples. We knew we wouldn’t have much time before our friends missed us so we quickly got down to business. I slipped my hand under her Bengal cotton sari and immediately slipped two fingers inside while using my thumb on her clit. She was grinding against my hand and moaning. With my free hand I pulled her breasts out of her cotton blouse and bra and started sucking and playing with her nipples. In a matter of minutes, I could feel her orgasm coming. She climaxed and let out a loud moan. Vani then reached for me but I told her that we should get back to our friends. She gently refused but I kissed her and promised she could have fun with me later.

We both fixed our sari and makeup and headed back to the table. Our friends smiled at our return and I wondered if they knew what we’d been doing.Our friends wanted us to join them at the premiere Madras cricket club inside the M.A Chidambaram stadium Cheapuk where one’s husband was a member, but we both claimed fatigue and made our way home. I knew exactly what I wanted to do to Vani when we got back to her serviced apartment. I was very horny from our little bathroom encounter. I knew that we would both enjoy the night ahead as it had been a while since we’d made love years ago.We arrived at Vani’s apartment building fairly quickly as I was eager to get her home. Once in the elevator, Vani was all over me. She was kissing me very passionately and fondling my breasts and nipples. We broke our kiss long enough to exit the elevator and enter the apartment.

Once inside, Vani all but tore my blouse & quickly relieved me off my sari.She pushed me back towards the sofa gently to a sitting position and then onto my back. She starts playing with my nipples and breasts and then quickly makes her way down my body to my pussy which is now soaking wet with my juices. I feel her slide two fingers inside me and then I feel her tongue on my clit. My hands are on the back of her head and I’m grinding my pussy into her face. I’m so horny that it doesn’t take long for me to have an orgasm. I moan with pleasure.

We rest for a couple of minutes and then I take her hand and lead her into the bedroom. She sits on the bed and waits to see what I’ve got in mind. I go to the wall cupboard and pull out the strap on from my hand bag, it was a beauty made of silicon neat 9''inches and battery operated vibe that last of an hour. As I’m putting it on, I watch her face and I can see the hungry look in her eyes.

It’s been a long time since we’ve played like this.

She looks at me questioningly as if to say, where do you want me?

“On your knees.” I command.

She grins wickedly and quickly obliges by getting on her hands and knees on the bed. I slip in behind her and slide a finger into her pussy. Satisfied that she’s wet enough, I slide the strapped on vibrator inside her. She moans as she feels it sliding in, inch by inch. I slowly start fucking her.She’s moaning loudly now and tells me to “Fuck her and fuck her hard!” I oblige and start fucking her harder and faster. I wet my finger and gently slip it into her ass. She moans even louder as I continue dual entry fucking of her. I’m fucking her very hard and fast now. Within a matter of minutes she’s having an orgasm.

I slide out of her and lie down beside her.

Vani undoes the strap on and puts it on herself. She then spreads my legs and slides into me. I moan as she goes deeper inside and starts thrusting in and out. She starts kissing me and playing with my breasts and nipples. She leans in to whisper in my ear, “Why don’t you ride me baby?”So we switch positions and I get on top of her. I moan again as I feel the dildo sliding into me. I start riding it slowly at first and then faster as Vani continues to play with my breasts and suck on my nipples.I slide my hand down between us and start playing with my clit. I feel the orgasm building and I’m moaning loudly now as I climax.

I collapse on the bed beside Vani.

She removes the strap on and we cuddle together and fall asleep. It has been a very sexy, erotic evening. By the way don’t you feel the cocks have gone for a little walk or should I say an even longer walk, wherein it’s not required at least for these two females now and for ever and ever. Guys you need to double up and really do something for females like these to come back in search of cocks!!!

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Yours Lovingly

JJ

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