Lesbian - Southern Spice

A JJ Submission

Hi readers, This time around your JJ is going to give you a lesbian treat with a village back ground. In the past submissions we have had enough from the ladies hostel and the University. The below narration is also from a small Temple town south of Chennai about 320 km away from where all the lesbian action was flourishing. The place is only second to Kanchipuram in terms of number of temples found in and around this small town called Kumbakonam. Approximately 5 km from there is a place called Thirunageswaram it is here that the below narration takes place. Let’s go directly to see what these girls have to say of their lesbian experience.

I grew up in a village where the nearest neighbor was a 200 to 300 meters away. My father and family were very religious and conservative in their thinking. My father was a real control machine and wouldn't let me go out without a family member accompanying me. My best friend Jannaki, who lived in Kumbakonam, both of us were on the volleyball team at a catholic girl’s school near Kumbakonam railway station. In my secondary school year, we had a night game in a called Tanjore fifty km away from ours. Since I knew we'd get back in town late, I asked my father if it was okay for me to go straight over to Janaki's house and spend the night. After much cajoling, he relented.

Janaki lived in a large house on the rear side of the school. They were well to do agriculture people. Her bedroom was on the second floor next to the stairs, and her parents slept in the room at the opposite end of the hallway. As we were getting ready for bed, we began talking about what it would be like to kiss a boy and letting him caress our breasts. Since neither of us had never ever experienced such a thing, the only thing we knew is to imagine how it would be to be kissed smooched by a boy. We could only imagine. We finally went to bed after having a glass of milk and were still chatting. Her parents were already asleep since they had to get up early the next morning. Janaki had a double bed and we laid there in our T-shirts & sports skirts talking about boys. Before long, we were both very excited.

Janaki was a little taller then me and had much bigger breasts. I was a little envious since I was a late bloomer. She gave me a strange smile and told me to close my eyes. I did so, not quite sure what to expect. Suddenly, her soft lips gently brushed mine in a slow kiss.

I started to open my eyes but she told me to keep them closed and pretend that she was Manikandan, a boy we both had a crush on who worked in a photocopying shop opposite the school.

I could feel my heart beating. Something was stirring inside me.I nodded once, letting her know it was okay. The next thing I knew, we were French kissing and our tongues were touching.

I could feel an excitement deep within me that I had never felt before.

As our lips parted, we realized we were both flushed.Janaki looked at me straight in the eyes. "Now it's your turn to be Manikandan," she said.

Nervously, I put my hand on her breast and began to caress it tenderly. I cradled it, feeling her fullness under my fingertips. I sensed a shudder going through her and could tell she was really enjoying this.

After a few moments she pulled her T-shirt up and gently put my hand back gently put my hand back on her breast. I started teasing her nipple, and felt my heartbeat accelerate as it got harder and harder.

"Suck it," she whispered. I leaned over and started playing with it with my tongue.

She reached over and pulled my T-shirt up over my head and then took hers off. We lay there semi-nude with only the shimmy on our sides and slowly put our arms around each other. As we hugged, our lips met once again and our hands began to roam. Her hand slid down across my butt and caressed my cheeks. Her fingers slowly moved closer and closer to my pussy. Before I knew it she was lightly stroking my outer lips and I felt my body shudder.

I had never had feelings like these before. My whole body was getting warmer. Janaki knew how excited I was because suddenly I was gasping for breath and she had to pull back. She just looked at me and smiled. I didn't know what to do. I was embarrassed and a little scared.

Janaki gently pushed me on my back and started sucking on my nipple. Soon she was gently biting it, and every time she did, a jolt shot through my whole body. With her hand, she slowly pushed my legs apart and her fingers started moving up and down on my pussy lips. She kept teasing until a finger began slipping inside. Just as she pressed it all the way in, she bit down on my nipple again. My whole body gave a jerk and I felt an explosion inside me.

I yelled, "OH GOD" so loud we were suddenly afraid her parents would wake up. I did not realize it then, but this was the first real orgasm of my life. I lay there shaking and she put a gentle hand over my mouth so I wouldn't make anymore noise.

As the climax subsided, Janaki started giggling. As overwhelmed as I was, I couldn't help myself... and started laughing along with her.

After a few moments we calmed down. Janaki was looking at me again, but this time her smile was less playful.

"Now it's your turn," she murmured.

I looked at her and whispered, "I don't know what to do."

She said, "It's easy," as she placed my hand down between her legs. "I'll guide you".

She opened her legs and I began gently rubbing the inside of her thighs. My fingers brushed against her pubic area and she whispered "Yesss."

Soon my finger was inside her going up and down as I rested my head on her stomach and let my finger sink deeper inside her.

She let out a low moan and put her hand on my head and started playing with my hair. "Use two fingers," she whispered. I slid another in and began working them around. She began pushing her hips against them and started gently moving my head down lower. My fingers were getting coated with her juices and I could smell her intoxicating scent. I was getting turned on again and instead of being repelled by the smell, I felt more and more drawn to it. My head went lower and lower until I was just inches away.

"Taste it," she whispered.

I looked up at her and said, "I... don't know." I wanted to taste it... yet part of me was holding back.

"Go ahead, just try it."

I slid my fingers out, brought them up to my lips, stuck my tongue out and lightly licked them. The taste wasn't as strong as I thought it would be. It was very different than I had expected. I licked them again a little harder and then slipped them into my mouth. I looked up at Janaki and she was smiling. I put my fingers up against her lips and she sucked them, running her tongue around them. I pulled them out of her mouth and slid them back inside her pussy, moving them around to coat as much juices as I could on them. Then, I put them back in her mouth and she sucked and licked them like it was her favorite ice cream.

I moved my head down between her legs and let my tongue slide up inside her. I started gently licking her up and down, each time going deeper and deeper. Soon my whole mouth was covered with her juices and she was thrusting her hips at me, while her soft moans urged me on... "Yes, yes, deeper, ooooh Shanthi."

My heart was pounding and suddenly I couldn't breathe. I lifted my head up and came around and pressed my lips against hers. Our mouths opened, and our tongues met in a frenzy of licking and sucking. When we finally parted Janaki told me to lie down on my back. She then turned around and straddled me putting her head down between my legs and her beautiful butt just inches from my face.

We both started licking each other. I followed her lead and whatever she did to me I did to her. I put my hands on her cheeks and opened her up as wide as possible thrusting my tongue in as deep as I could and then coming up and sucking on her clit. I could feel my orgasm building up deep inside me. My whole body felt like it was going to explode...

I erupted like a volcano. I was shaking as I pulled my head back gasping for air. Janaki let out a sigh and relaxed, letting her body drop down on me. After a few minutes she climbed off and lay down beside me. We didn't say anything for a while. All I could taste and smell was Janaki. I reached over and took her hand and gave it a light squeeze. She looked over and smiled.

I have never felt as close to anyone in my life as I did at that moment. This was how both these conservative girls tasted the forbidden fruit & grew up only to expand their horizon of lesbian loving making. Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ

The Lesbian Ecstasy

Hi readers, JJ is back after a break with a lovely lesbian tale. We had been through the hostel, teacher student friends etc etc with the lesbian action. This submission below is of a narrative in nature where I as a outsider or a candid viewer will go deep into what happens while two lesbian lovers close the door behind. All fun and actions are given in a third person expression. This something new to me and have tried my best to give you a arousal of 2008.

Walking up slowly and quietly behind you, she stops just inches away from you. So close you can feel her breath sigh against your neck. Far enough away though, that you can't sense her heat or feel her heart beat fast in response to your nearness. You stand there and slowly shiver in anticipation, knowing that soon enough, she will touch you. Caress your soft, aroused skin. She can see the beginnings of your arousal as your skin flushes softly under the silk of your robe. She hears your breath catch lightly as her body comes up flush against yours. Her soft, nightie covered breasts to your back. Her hands lightly rest on your shoulders, fingers slowly stroking the hollows at your neck. Every touch makes your breath catch.

You moan softly and she sighs and lets her hands trace down your arms gently. Patiently waiting for you, to give her a silent signal that you are ready to go further, her hands catch yours lightly. She slowly brings each one up to your shoulder and leans closely into you. You feel her breath on the back of your hand as she leans in to kiss your knuckles. She turns your hand up and places a tender kiss in your palm and closes your fingers around it. Quietly showing you the emotions she won't say out loud. She does the same to your other hand. Slowly and tenderly kisses your palm and gives you part of her.

Leaning back she lets your hands fall out of hers as she wraps her arms around you and gets as close to you as she can. You feel her breath against your neck seconds before she leans into place a soft kiss on your nape. You can feel her smile as she pulls back. She can hear you sigh as she lifts her head. Her arms around you rest just under your lush, full breasts. Feeling the heat coming from the undersides of them she slowly rubs her thumbs under the fullest part, closest to your body. You feel her heart pick up speed against your back. You feel her breath catch as she touches you. Knowing she is just as aroused as you. Your hands come up to slowly cover hers, moving them slowly up your chest. Telling her without words that she can go further, that you want her as well.

Her body closes into yours, very closely in fact. Her hands slowly cup the undersides of your full breasts. Her hands slowly and gradually touching you, your head falls back against her shoulder. You turn just enough. She sees your eyes and what they are saying to her. She leans in and covers your mouth slowly for the first time. Kissing you deeply, slowly, she savors your taste, your smell, and your breath. Letting them penetrate her senses. She pulls back and looks into your eyes. Wanting to see what yours eyes are telling her. Wanting to ask you what you desire. But not wanting to push you any further then you are ready. Leaning back in she skims your jaw moving slowly back to your mouth. Kissing and nipping softly the whole time. Her eyes meeting yours and asking you a silent question 'what do you want me to do love?' you can see the willingness to please you in her eyes. You smile softly.

You leave her in quiet anticipation for a heartbeat or two. Smiling gently you lean into her and kiss her deeply. She sighs softly against your mouth. Finally, feeling your breath mingling with hers, she sighs against your mouth and pulls you closer. Slowly, turning you in her arms till you are face to face; bodies gently coming together, you realize her body meshes well with yours. Standing face to face your breasts lightly brush against hers. Your hips bump gently together. Her one leg slides gently between your thighs resting against you. Her hands slowly cup your breasts again, this time covering them fully. She watches your face to see what arouses you, which touches make you sigh and moan softly for her. Your hands slowly begin to explore her skin in return. Hearing her moan softly your eyes come up to meet hers. She gasps softly at the look in your eyes. So much desire and passion...and if she watches closely she sees the quiet love in your eyes. She returns the look to you filled with all the same emotions.

She slowly moves her hands up over your breasts covering them. Her fingers brushing over your nighty-covered skin, feeling the slippery satin move over even softer skin. She traces circles around your nipples not quite touching them but teasing gently. You let out a soft moan as she accidentally brushes your beaded nipples. Smiling softly she does it again. This time deliberately. Slow strokes over your aroused nipples. Feeling the robe catch against your skin she gently eases it open. You feel the cool air caress your warm skin and sigh. She leans back into you meeting your mouth again for a long slow kiss.

Her thigh parting yours and pressing into you gently, rocking slowly into you with her thigh she keeps kissing you. Nibbling the corners of your mouth as her tongue dips out and traces your lips. Feeling your tongue touch hers, she flicks hers lightly over yours. Enticing your tongue further into her mouth, slowly and patiently, she has no desire to rush you. She waits and watches and listens to every breath you take and every sound you make. Following the sounds she moves slowly forward. Her touches and kisses deepening with every sigh from you.

Her hands continue to caress your breasts slowly. She feels the silk of your skin in her warm palms, the tantalizing weight of your breasts pressing into her hands. This time the moans are yours as her mouth slowly moves down your neck to press a gentle kiss into that spot where your neck and shoulders meet. Her tongue darts out to taste you as her thumbs roll over your nipples again and again. She breathes in the scent of your warm skin. She looks up to catch your eyes watching her every movement. Slowly she works her way down your chest till she reaches the tops of your breasts. She waits to see your reaction.

Eyes locking with yours she sees the soft pleasure and need fill your eyes. She knows the want, the desire coursing through your body. Your tongue slowly darts out and licks your lips before you catch your bottom lip in your teeth. Her mouth slowly kisses the soft upper curve of your full breast. Her hands moving your breasts together, their weight fully supported in those warm hands. You feel her mouth and the tip of her tongue trailing almost too slowly down your skin. Your breath gets faster as you anticipate her next move. Her eyes only tilt up to watch you as her mouth slowly, surely covers your nipple. You can feel her hand caressing your other breast still. The texture of her tongue against your nipple and the heat surrounding it makes you shiver. Your body wants more but you don’t want to rush her or yourself.

She stands up fully and takes your hand in hers. She gently leads you to the bed, making sure that this is what you want, for yourself and from her. She wants there to be no misunderstanding between the two of you. For this is a mutual desire. Wanted and needed by both of you. You follow her willingly, ready and beyond the need for more. You stop her at the edge of the bed and tug her robe off. You want there to be just warm skin between the two of you. She gently kisses you. Her tongue teasing yours, darting in and out until your hands pull her nearer. Your tongue plays with hers. Meeting and withdrawing till you are both breathless.

She sits down on the edge of the bed and pulls you towards her. You can feel her breath hot against the skin of your belly. Your body anticipates her touch against your skin. Your breath catches and your belly draws in a bit. She laughs softly and looks up at you before slowly placing a gentle kiss above your belly button. Soft lips, against soft belly and a wet dart of tongue to that belly have you gasping in pleasure. Her teeth leave gentle love bites in a trail to your belly button. Her tongue very slowly rims your belly button before she takes the edge of it between her teeth and slowly sucks on it.

Her hands roam your skin. Hands caressing gently down your back. The soft weight of your bottom filling her hands, before they land on your hips and pull you even closer. She uses her nose to rub into your skin just a bit. She can smell the warm heat of your arousal as she slowly kisses down your belly to your plush mound. Her hands slowly move around until her thumbs rest just above your mound. The soft hair moved by her breath tickles her thumbs. This time she pauses and smiles up at you. She wants your taste against her mouth. Your eyes are steadily watching her moves. Her hands and her mouth are so close to what you desire from her. But she hasn’t moved yet. Her breath sighs against your skin still. You wonder why she waits. Your hand cups the back of her head as your other hand covers one of hers. You slowly guide her hand lower till both of your hands are pressing into your mound. Her gentle laugh against your damp hair makes you shiver and moan softly.

Her thumb slowly slides against your softly swollen, wet outer lips. Her thumb parts you gently before slipping between to touch your heated skin. Her tongue darts out quickly to lick a line at the crease where your belly and mound meet. At the same time her thumb brushes your clit making you jump a bit. Your hand locks at the back of her head. She places an exquisitely gentle kiss in the center of your mound and then very slowly starts to lick a trail down to your now parted lips. You push her head down a bit more. Your legs shake as her tongue delves between your wet swollen lips. Her hand moves to your lower back to hold you steady against her mouth. She feels the tremors coursing through your body. She gives your clit one soft, wet lick and then pulls away to blow a stream of cool air against you. Suddenly she pulls back and stands up. Gently she turns you around and pushes you down to the bed. She pushes your body flat against the bed and slowly kneels down in front of you. Her hands part your voluptuous thighs and slowly knead the skin where it meets your hips and mound. You can’t see her and prop yourself up on your elbows to watch her.

You want to touch her but you aren’t sure of what to do. She catches you watching and smiles. She tells you quietly and steadily that when its your turn she will show you what to do and where to touch. You laugh gently because she read your mind…or was it the look on your face she saw. The quick flash of panic in your eyes that you couldn’t please her the way she is pleasuring you. She leans up and kisses your mouth gently and tells you that every sigh and moan is pleasing her. Don’t worry she laughs into your mouth. Your foreheads rest against each other for a moment as you both pause to enjoy the moment. She gives you one last gentle lingering kiss and sits back on her legs. Her position leaves her face even with your body on the bed. Leaning in again her mouth hovers over your mound before she covers it with another quick kiss. Her hand gently presses into your wetness and parts it again. A finger slides in and traces up and down your inner lips. Her tongue slides between that softly parted flesh and licks a trail around your outer lips. Her breath catches as she finally tastes you fully. Your hands move restlessly against the bed. You are afraid to move because if you do you won’t be able to see her.

Your hips move up a bit as her tongue slides down and then back up. Her tongue catches in the hood of your clit and then rides slowly underneath to touch your clit. She can feel how aroused and swollen you are against her tongue. Her tongue traces around and around your clit slowly. Her fingers that were tracing your skin are now hovering at your entrance. One fingertip slowly, sliding into that slick wetness. Not too far inside just enough that you can feel her there. She moves her face just a bit causing her nose to press into you. You gasp and let your head fall back as her finger gently slips all the way inside you. Her teeth gently graze your clit as her finger presses inside. She lets a moan slip out against your clit the vibrations adding a new edge to your arousal. You can feel her finger sliding in and out of you. On her next slide out she lets a second finger slip inside you. Her fingers feel everything inside you. Slowly she opens them up inside you. Spreading them gently apart she slowly stretches your skin around her fingers. Her tongue is slowly tracing down to meet her fingers. You can feel the quick flutters at your entrance. She glides her tongue in with your fingers on the next slow slide in. Curling her tongue up, she finds that hard knot of nerves just inside you. Her tongue presses into you making your hips give a quick buck. Your walls tighten on her finger and she can feel the wetness slowly spreading against her tongue. Her fingers come to meet her tongue and press up a bit more into those nerves. Body quivering, you moan her name and your arms slide out from under you until you are flat on the bed. Your legs fall open even more as she slides one arm under one of your legs till it rests on her shoulder.

You can feel her breath quicken against you, she is as aroused as you are. Her tongue slowly slides out as a third finger eases into you. She is ready to pull back, still, at any sign you are uncomfortable or don’t want this. Your lower body is undulating slowly at each movement. All three fingers curve up inside you hitting those nerves with every pass. You let out a soft scream as your body contracts around her fingers, a precursor to your fulfillment. You can feel her smile against your body as her tongue works its way back up to your clit. Her teeth once again grasp your clit and tug gently out. Her every breath is a caress to your heated skin. Your inner walls are slowly contracting around her fingers with each touch and caress. She knows you are very close to orgasm. She quietly tells you to let it go, baby. Just let go and let your body feel everything. Her tongue laps the underside of your swollen clit again and again, pushing you higher and higher in ecstasy. Your hips are moving feverishly against her now, her fingers constantly stroking and pressing into that hard knot. Your wetness coats her fingers and the inside of your thighs. Her eyes peer over your mound to watch your arousal. She pulls her face back from you. You hear her tell you to come for her. Please love come for me she says. Your body listens to her and your hips push off the bed as you come; your inner walls gripping and pulsing around her fingers, hard and fast contractions around them.

You hear her moan as you squeeze her fingers again and again. Her tongue touches your entrance above your fingers and gently licks you over and over, gathering your sweet taste in her mouth, her fingers still pushing in and out of you. Your orgasm pulses through your body again and again. Your hand comes to rest against her hand at the top of your thigh. Fingers lacing together as you ride out one of the strongest waves of your orgasm. Your breath coming in pants as you slide down that peak of ecstasy for the final time. Her mouth slowly continues to gather your essence till the end. One last pass of her tongue and her fingers slowly slide out of you causing your body to contract one final time. She lifts her head and eases up and over to the side of you. She quietly gathers you in her arms and holds you. Her mouth meets yours in a tender and slow kiss. Hands stroking your skin, soft, soothing touches over your back and hips. Holding you to her she slowly shifts up higher on the bed till you are both resting on the pillows. Your arms locked around each other as you catch your breath and melt into her embrace.

She feels your heart racing against her chest and lets out a soft laugh followed by another tender kiss. She smiles as she smoothes back your long hair off your face and meets your gaze. She has a questioning look in her eyes until you smile gently back at her. She sighs happily and snuggles into you until you both gently doze off to sleep. Comments please to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ

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