Chapter 9
"Hello, Leslie, this is Denise," Eve said, disguising her true identity as usual. "How would you like a nice hot fucking tonight? And maybe a good, thorough tongue-job to go with it?"
Eve was making another obscene call. This was to Leslie Barker, who was listed in the city directory as an insurance adjuster.
"Are you really serious?" came the reply. The voice was hard to identify. It was a little on the deep side, yet had a feminine ring to it.
Eve thought maybe Leslie was a fag, or might have lost his balls in the war or something. It wasn't a high-pitched voice, but it wasn't a baritone, either-not by any means. But she decided to go on, since Leslie seemed interested.
"Sure, I'm serious, Leslie. I'll come over to your place and we can be getting it on in fifteen minutes, if you like. What do you say? I'm really hot tonight. I need it bad."
"Sounds good to me. What do you look like, Denise?"
"I'm five-three, weigh one-fourteen, have long red hair, and my pussy is a big soft bush just waiting for you, Leslie."
"You certainly sound like my kind of woman. Come on over. And don't bother bringing any equipment. I have everything we'll need."
"OK. I'm only a few blocks away. Be there right away."
Eve hung up and sat there for a moment with her hand on the phone. She was a little puzzled by Leslie's last statement: "Don't bring any equipment." She didn't quite know what he meant by that, but she figured to hell with it. She combed her hair, checked her makeup and left for another fucking.
Leslie lived in an apartment house, and Eve parked around in back. In the lobby, she found Leslie's name on the board and rang.
A voice came through the intercom: "Denise?"
"Yes, it's me," Eve replied.
A buzzer rang, and Eve walked in and went to the elevator. Leslie was on the top floor-the eighth. It was an elegant building with palms and marble floors and mirrors around the lobby. She guessed that Leslie must have money-or that there was more in insurance adjusting than she'd thought . . .
As she stepped off the elevator, she noticed a door open down the hall and assumed it must be his apartment. She heard soft music coming from it as she approached, and noticed that the lights were turned down low.
She knocked softly on the door and pushed it open gently.
"Leslie?" she said quietly.
There was no one in the room. Eve stepped in a couple of steps and called again. Across the room, she saw some movement in the shadows and a figure sitting on the long low sofa, his back to the door.
"Come in, Denise, and close the door, please."
Eve closed the door, feeling better knowing that she was in the right apartment, and walked slowly toward Leslie. As she neared the sofa, the figure stood up and Eve saw that Leslie was nude. He turned around and stepped into the light.
Eve stepped back, shocked and surprised.
Before her stood the most breathtakingly beautiful woman Eve had ever seen! Her body was perfectly shaped and she had long lustrous blonde hair and deep blue eyes. Her face could have adorned the cover of any glamour magazine in the country.
"Surprised?" she said. "A lot of people are, although I must admit I don't get that many calls from women who want to go to bed . . . not complete strangers, at any rate." Leslie's voice was deep for a woman-but really sexy, now that Eve saw what went with it.
"You didn't think about the fact that Leslie is a name for both men and women, did you? I hope you aren't disappointed. I can make you very satisfied-probably more than any man. Have you ever made love to a woman before?"
"No, I haven't," Eve replied, her eyes glued to Leslie's magnificent body.
Even though she had never gone to bed with a woman, Eve had thought of it a few times and wondered what it would be like. She couldn't help thinking that if she was ever going to try it, there would never be anyone more qualified than Leslie. She was absolutely gorgeous!
"But sometimes the idea has run through my head," she added. "You know, you are a very beautiful woman . . . " It was an afterthought and Eve almost bit her tongue as she said it, but it came out almost automatically.
"I've been told that," Leslie said, advancing toward Eve.
Her perfect tits jiggled lightly as she walked, and a little smile played around the corners of her full soft lips. All she wore was a coat of bright red lipstick.
She came right up to Eve, standing almost close enough for her erect nipples to touch Eve's blouse.
Eve drank in the heady aroma of Leslie's perfume, and it made her dizzy with excitement. She felt the pulse pounding in her temples and her breath coming in short gasps. Leslie gazed into Eve's eyes, and Eve felt as though her knees might buckle at any moment. She'd never felt this way about a woman before, but Leslie was something special-very special, indeed.
"Don't be afraid, Denise," Leslie said, twining her arms around Eve's neck, and leaving them there. "I won't hurt you. And you might just find that this is what you've really wanted all along."
She pressed her soft warm body close to Eve and brought her lips to Eve's cheek. She kissed her softly and brushed her sensuous mouth up across Eve's ear, blowing her warm breath softly into it.
Then she came back to face Eve directly, her eyes heavy-lidded and sensuous, and touched her lips. At first it was a soft brushing sort of kiss, then she let her lips linger and pressed them a bit harder and worked them around. She turned her head slowly and opened her mouth, letting her tongue run along Eve's mouth.
Eve was confused and excited and hotter than hell! She felt a twinge of passionate desire flutter between her legs, and her heart began pounding a mile a minute. Instinctively, her arms went around Leslie and she responded to the kiss. She opened her own mouth and met Leslie's tongue. They stood locked in a full lingering embrace, a soul-stirring kiss, and fondled each other for nearly ten minutes.
By the time they broke free, Leslie had undone Eve's blouse, undone her bra and was playing softly with her luscious full tits.
Eve had cupped Leslie tits in her hands as they stood there, and found her hands running down her shapely body to her soft, expansive pussy. She'd let her fingers run through the woman's cunthair and even slipped her finger along those luscious moist pussylips.
Leslie had moaned softly and let Eve know that she was doing just what Leslie wanted. It seemed so natural, Eve thought. I know what turns me on, so I guess the same thing would make Leslie turn on, too.
It was Leslie who finally broke the spell: "Why don't we go into the bedroom and get you undressed, darling," she said. "We have a lot of things to do tonight, and we can be much more comfortable doing them in there."
Leslie's bedroom was just like her-beautiful, with everything perfectly arranged.
Her bed was a big one with a canopy and drapes that pulled all the way around it-just like in a hospital ward, only these drapes were feminine and frilly. It had a white, frilly bedspread and a light yellow canopy. The rest of the room was all done in white and light yellow. Even the wall-to-wall carpeting was a thick white pile.
Eve felt like she was walking into a sensuous chamber just made for lovemaking. It was hard to think of Leslie as an insurance adjuster, and the more she thought about it, she suspected it was just a cover for something else-or no occupation at all. With a body and a face like this, Leslie should never have to work, she thought.
Once in the room, Leslie began slipping Eve's clothes from her. Since her blouse and bra were already loosened, they came off right away. Then she unzipped Eve's slacks and carefully slid them down, running her palms along Eve's smooth round asscheeks as she pulled them over her thighs.
Eve felt a shiver of excitement run up and down her legs and over her belly as she stepped out of them. She stood there only in her bikinis, and Leslie hooked two fingers in the tops and pulled them over Eve's ass and slowly down over her gently curving legs.
Both women were completely nude now, and Leslie came to her, put her arms around Eve and pressed her body close. Their soft, full tits flattened and rolled against each other, their nipples touching erotically, and Leslie wrapped one long perfect leg around Eve's thigh.
Her arms were around Eve's waist, holding her tight, and her lips met Eve's once again in a soft lingering kiss. Eve put her arms around Leslie's neck and let this gorgeous creature slip a tongue into her mouth.
Eve was being swept away on a sea of passion. She didn't really know what was happening, but she knew she was filled with tension and wonder and desire.
She was ready to taste the forbidden fruit of lesbian love, at least for tonight.
Leslie led her to the bed and folded the covers down carefully. Eve crawled in and lay back, sprawling lazily, drinking in the luxury of the expensive satin sheets, waiting for Leslie to come to her.
The beautiful, horny Leslie started by running her hands lovingly over Eve's flat smooth belly, down over those shapely thighs. Eve closed her eyes and savored the cool, sensuous feel of Leslie's fingers, her palms flat, slowly stroking her and sending waves of tingling erotic chills through her cunt and all over her body.
"You have a lovely body, Denise," Leslie said. "I love to run my hands over your skin. It's so smooth and soft." She leaned over and started planting little, soft kisses all over Eve's belly, then along the plump side of her left tit. Leslie's tongue darted out and began licking and stroking the tit, and went round and around Eve's big pink nipple.
Eve began to feel all quivery and hot, and she squirmed as Leslie worked on her nipple. The nipple got hard and stood up like a little finger of passion, with goose pimples all around it and over both tits. She shivered with desire as this gorgeous woman made love to her. It was a whole new experience, and she realized she loved it.
She felt different than when men fucked her. They were good-lots of them were-but they were rough lots of times and not really as much concerned with how she was enjoying it as how quickly they could get their rocks off.
Leslie was different, Eve thought, because everything she was doing was done in order to arouse Eve. She seemed to want to please her more than to gratify herself. She made Eve feel like a queen, the center of attention, the prize on the pedestal. It was a good feeling, and the way she did it turned Eve on like she'd never been turned on before.
She felt a glow of arousal all over her soft curvy body, and her cunt was already responding with juice that flowed down and dripped from her pussylips like warm honey.
"Mmmmmm . . . oohhh, Leslie, you're beautiful," Eve murmured. "Oh, what is it that you're doing? It feels like I'm hooked up to electricity!"
She felt waves of pulsating delight race through her. She twisted a little and squirmed, and Leslie began sucking softly on her whole nipple. She took it all into her mouth, rolling her tongue around on it and sucking it between her soft lips. Never did she touch Eve's flesh with her teeth. It was all a slow, soft, sensuous sucking and licking-warm and tender and erotic.
She moved over to the other nipple after a few minutes and repeated the whole thing. Her warm lips turned Eve's right tit into a mass of quivering, passionate desire, and Eve felt like she would melt under the tormenting ecstasy of it all.
When she had made Eve's tits as hot as she wanted them, Leslie began slowly licking her way down toward her hairy, flaming-red pussy.
She tongued across Eve's belly, flat and creamy white and dotted with a tiny navel that Leslie stuck her tongue into as though it were a miniature cunt. She licked it and penetrated it as if she were massaging its imaginary clit and sending her tongue deep inside Eve.
The way she did it-slowly and with deliberate sensuality-made Eve feel all trembling and weak and full of passionate need. She could sense the lust building in her loins, and she wanted to feel Leslie's mouth on her hot pussy.
Leslie was not rushing things, though. She'd been making love to women for a long time, but she seldom came across anyone as gorgeous as Eve who had never known a woman's tongue before. She was actually bringing her out, as they say, introducing her to female sex. She wanted to make it the very best performance she could for her virgin pupil.
She licked her way close to Eve's pussy-hair, stopping just short of it, and then across her loins and back up to her belly button again. She went around and around like that, wetting down her whole abdomen and making Eve a shaking, whining, overwrought bundle of raw nerves. Her cunt was aching, and she lurched and twisted and cried for Leslie to take her: "Oh, God, Leslie, I want you! Lick my pussy! Eat me, please! I need to feel you sucking my clit!"
Eve couldn't wait much longer, and she longed to come. She wanted to come for Leslie, to shoot her cream right into her mouth, all over her hot tongue. But Leslie was not ready.
She lapped in faster, broader strokes down Eve's thighs, over the tops of her legs to her knees, both of them, and back up. Then she started tonguing the insides of her thighs.
Her cheek brushed against Eve's bushy cunt, and Eve couldn't take it any more. She was writhing and moaning and she began to cry. She actually sobbed, the tears running down her soft cheeks.
Leslie realized she had gone too far, and she moved quickly to Eve's hot crotch. She parted the soft hair with her tongue and touched the tip of it to Eve's moist glistening clit.
Eve came alive with lust. Her legs spread wide apart and her heels came over Leslie's back, resting on her firmly, and Eve started heaving her ass up and down gently to meet Leslie's flitting tongue.
The splendor of Leslie's marvelous cunt-sucking turned Eve into a churning mass of lustful, wanton recklessness. She grabbed at Leslie's soft curls, and grabbed handfuls of them and pulled the woman harder into her cunt.
Leslie shoved her long playful tongue inside Eve, and all hell broke loose. Eve went into a series of involuntary spasms, and her ass bucked and heaved, and she twisted and turned and strained under the delicious feeling of excitement and rapture that she was receiving.
Then, when Leslie pulled her tongue out again and took Eve's clit into her mouth, sucking on it like a little cock, Eve exploded. Her cunt rocked with the thunder of a thousand rockets.
She unleashed a load of cuntjuice that astonished Leslie. It flooded into her mouth and she had to swallow quickly to keep from choking. It spread over the sheets and ran down Leslie's chin and gave her a shiny white mustache.
Eve felt almost as if she had blacked out for a second when she first came, and she had to gasp for air as her loins erupted.
Great churning waves of rapture enveloped her, and Leslie's tongue-wet and warm and eager-gobbled up all the hot creamy juice she poured out.
The two women were a picture of highly charged emotions, rolling and tossing around the bed, and it was hard to tell who was higher.
Eve had found something new and exciting and fantastically satisfying, and Leslie had found something-well, new and exciting and fantastically satisfying.
They had a hot night ahead of them.