Chapter 4
Damn it, I hated men. A few months have gone by since my abortion, but I still couldn't forget the horrible pain.
These men are supposed to know all about sex. If they knew so damn much, we females would enjoy it more, by never getting pregnant unless we wanted to.
Well, at least my grades got better. I didn't realize how much the thought of men preoccupied me. Abby knew about everything, by that time we had gotten to be pretty good friends. Funny though now that I think of it, she never did have much to say about sex. I think I'll go to the party she invited me to tonight, just to see what's cooking with her.
We were the first people there. The apartment was beautiful. The living room rug was wall to wall and all Blue fur. The whole apartment was blue and white, with a black trimming here and there. The hostess had long blonde hair and natural blonde at that. She was the most perfect looking woman I have ever seen. She seemed to be about thirty years old.
In about an hour, the place was packed. I had had a few drinks by then, so it took me awhile to notice that all the guests were female. I also noticed that they were very cozy with each other.
The hostess was doing a slow dance with Abby, very, very close. Funny, I never suspected that Abby might be a dyke. She never made a play for me. I guess I wasn't her type. After awhile Abby introduced me around to everyone, and they seemed very nice. Not the rough type. Some girl, Audrey, started to talk to me.
"You're straight, aren't you?" she asked. I told her I was.
"Too bad," she said, and walked away.
Well now, that's what I call really trying. Some Spanish girl called Lucy came over and began talking to me. She told me she was a fashion designer and seemed very intelligent, and she was also very attractive. She knew I was straight, but asked me to dance. Why not I thought, "when in Rome." It seemed kind of strange at first, we didn't quite seem to fit together. But after a few more drinks, we seemed to fit better. Abby came over then and said that it was time to go. So we bid everyone goodnight and left.
When we got home, I asked her why she never mentioned she liked girls. She said she thought I wouldn't understand.
"Listen baby, I said, I can understand everything."
While I was in the shower trying to sober up, Abby came in and asked me if I wanted her to wash my back.
"Sure, have a ball," I said.
And she did. She not only washed my back, but my front, sides, every place she could put her hands.
I closed my eyes pretending that it was a man touching me. It had been so long since I had had sex that I got excited very quickly.
The shower was running full blast and Abby was sitting on the bottom of the tub putting soap on my feet and legs. Of course the water kept running the soap off, but it was good to be touched again. Slowly she started to work her way up my legs. First the ankles, then slowly massaging the calves. When she got to my knees, she stayed there pushing them apart and making me squat a little every time she did it. Her fingers worked expertly up the insides of my thighs and I began to squat, wanting more. Abby was kneeling by then. She put her head between my thighs. She found the soap she had dropped and ran it over the back of my thighs and to the small of my back, not missing my ass. She pulled me down until I was sitting on the top of her head with one leg on either side. Then she was running the bar of soap up and down the crack of my ass. When I was all soaped up she put the end of her finger in my asshole. I kept trying to back up so she could get her whole finger in. It was so smooth with all that soap. Abby kept putting the end of her finger in and out until she had half of it in me. I kept backing towards it and as I did I was rubbing my crotch on her wet soapy head, which got me more excited. Without taking her finger out of me and without stopping the motion, we got in the position where I was lying on my back in the tub. She started to rub my nipples between her fingers, then she sucked on them and used her fingers for my pussy, oh yes, Abby knows what she is doing to me. She had only one of her fingers in my pussy. I grabbed her hand and tried to make her put another finger in, which she did, and after that another and another until she had four fingers in my cunt. She was finger fucking me like mad. Then I pushed her other hand until I had the rest of her fingers in my ass. God, it felt so good. Soon she had four fingers in my cunt, and I was moving like crazy. Under all that cold water from the shower I was sweating up a storm. I was starting to sober up then and realized what was going on, but Abby wouldn't let go of me until I came, and did I ever.
When Abby left, I just laid there and thought about the last few minutes. Wow, I thought, this isn't too bad. Just as much pleasure and less than half the work. Maybe I'll look into it a little closer.
The next day Abby and I didn't mention it at all. We just did the usual things. That night after my shower I threw my robe on me and was lying on my bed on my stomach. Abby looked up from the book she was reading and asked me how I felt. I told her that I had the sorest asshole in town. She walked over to me and said that she could make it feel better. She took a tube of something out of her desk and sat on my bed. She rolled up her pillow and propped it under my crotch. Then she pushed my legs apart so that I was all exposed. She took some crème out of the tube and rubbed it between my ass. She told me that it would deaden the pain and discomfort for me. I told her that it really helped, but she put more on anyway, putting the tips of her fingertips in my ass. She kept rubbing the rim of it, while going in and out at the same time. It killed the pain alright, but it started to give me another sensation. I told her that she had better put some crème on my pussy too, that it was sore too. As soon as she started, she knew that I was excited by my little erection, and she kept rubbing away. I got to the peak of my excitement and just when I was going to come, Abby stopped, said goodnight and went over to her bed. Boy, that was a dirty trick. I had to get even some way, so I talked to her for the next few hours, so that she wouldn't get much sleep.
A few days later, we had lunch with Lucy, the fashion designer I had met at the party. I asked her if she could get me some clothes wholesale and she invited me to her apartment to talk about it a few nights later.
She really must have some bread. She had a penthouse in the city. The lobby looked like a hotel lobby in Miami Beach. I had to wait to go upstairs, until the doorman checked me out with her. The apartment was beautiful. All different shades of white, very virginous looking. Lucy made me a drink and told me that the reason she invited me over that night was because I had the weekend off, and maybe I would like to spend it with her. She told me not to make up my mind right away. After a few more drinks I told her I accepted her invitation. She gave me a few things that didn't fit her anymore, things I could never afford. She seemed very feminine to be a dyke, but it didn't really matter to me one way or the other. I tried the clothes on and they fit me perfectly. There was a green velvet suit with fur trim and a yellow chiffon cocktail dress. She told me that she had to be up early the next morning to see someone for an hour or so, so would I mind if she went to bed early, and I said I didn't. She went to her closet and gave me something to wear to bed. It was a black lace turtle neck, floor length nightgown. From the front and back I was completely covered, but from the sides, it was open completely. I tried it on and Lucy said that I looked great in it. She came over to me and said she wanted to see how it fit. She felt it under my armpits and then ran her hands down my naked sides. I didn't object, I just stood there, letting her touch me. She walked in back of me, put her hands under the gown and began playing with my breasts. She said to me that Abby explained, that I wasn't in the scene so she didn't expect any reciprocation from me. She told me that from the first moment she saw me, she knew that she had to have me. She began kissing the back of my neck and as she took the gown off me, she moved around to the front and ran her tongue all over my breasts. She held my breast in her two hands, massaging them gently at the same time sucking on my nipples. I told her then I wanted another drink. She stopped what she was doing and quickly made me another drink. When she turned around to hand me the drink I was lying on the couch with my legs wide open.
"Thanks Lucy," I said, "now wouldn't you like a taste of this?"
I pulled my pussy apart and poured the drink she made me on it. I didn't have to ask her twice. She just sucked that drink out of me like she had been dying of thirst. I always heard that women ate women better than men did, because they knew all the right stops. I was beginning to believe that the theory was true. She lifted up my ass a bit and was running her tongue from inside my asshole to inside my cunt. She had me squirming like I never did before. And all that time she was finger fucking me. I don't know how she did all those things at the same time, but she sure was good doing it. All she asked me to do was play with her breast a little. I barely held them in my hands for a second, and she came. What a sign of relief she gave. There I was all horny and she was finished. Well, I thought, another day like this again. When she caught her breath again, she told me that she knew that I didn't come, but that she would take care of that for me. I followed her into the bedroom. She told me to lie down on the bed, on my stomach and close my eyes, that she had a surprise for me.
I did as she told me and she went out of the room for a minute. After she came back, she began kissing my ass. She fucked my ass with her tongue a bit until it was very wet. She asked me if I had ever had it done with a Vibrator and I told her no. Then I felt something about the size of a finger going into my asshole. It started to vibrate. What a feeling. She finger fucked my pussy at the same time, until that was very wet, then I felt something about the size of a man's penis going into it. Then that started to vibrate. She pushed me over on my side and began to kiss my breast again. She pressed a button on the vibrator and it stopped. I must have moaned then because she told me to wait a minute, it had a different action to it. Just then it started again. As the dildo in my ass went in deep, the dildo in my cunt came out and vise-versa. It started very slowly and picked up speed as it went along. I thought that I would go out of my mind after awhile, but I just couldn't seem to come.
Lucy picked up my leg and started to chew on the man in the boat. A few minutes of that and I came like I never came before. What a good feeling, glorious and sensational as she withdrew the machines. I slowly drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up the next day, Lucy had already gone out and come back. She wanted me to go shopping with her, and I did. She bought me some very sexy underwear and we spent a few hours in one of those elite beauty parlors with the massage and the whole works. She told me we were going to visit a friend of hers that evening. After dinner, we went to her friend's house which consisted of a woman and her six month old daughter. We had quite a few drinks and I got completely bombed. All night Lucy and her friend were touching each other as girls do when they are like that. Her friend's daughter started to cry after awhile, so we all went into the bedroom to calm her down. Her mother told me that there was only one way that she'd go to sleep when she was cranky like that. She pulled down her diaper and started to kiss the baby's crotch. I was kind of shocked at first, but the baby stopped crying. Her friend told me to try it. At first I objected violently, but one more drink changed my mind, why not. The baby was on the bed now and I had to lean over to get to her. I kissed her a little and then Lucy and her friend told me to lick it and suck on it or the baby would start to cry again. I slowly stuck my tongue out, then started to suck a little. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. It even got me slightly excited when I got to the baby's clitoris.
By that time I was so interested in what I was doing in my drunken stupor that I didn't realize at first that Lucy's friend had pulled my panties aside and was playing with me. This whole thing was starting to turn me on. Lucy took the baby from me and put her back in the crib. I was lying on my back by then, while Lucy's friend Barbara was eating me.
Lucy got on the bed in some kind of position where her crotch was about a foot away from my face and she was finger fucking Barbara. I grabbed Lucy by her ass and pulled her crotch to my face. I started kissing her over her panties, which smelled of perfume. I had her panties wet by my breath and tongue and I could feel the hardon she had. She pulled her panties down slowly and I began kissing her pubic hair. The further down she pulled her panties, the further down I kissed her. She wasn't pulling them down fast enough for me, so I pulled them off the rest of the way. Then they both started touching me all over. One with her tongue in my ass and the other finger fucking and eating my pussy. I pulled Lucy over to me and buried my face in her cunt. I took her man in the boat in my teeth and licked and sucked it hungrily. Then I held her ass tight and moved her cunt all over my face. I couldn't get enough of her. She started to come all over my face and tried to pull away. I still wanted more, so I grabbed her and started to finger fuck her, while kissing her on the mouth, my face still wet from her come.
Then Barbara and I got into the sixty nine position and started to do each other. I kissed her and bit her and licked her. I stuck my tongue in her asshole all I could. It was so small and tight. But I didn't give up until I got my whole tongue in. Then I stuck my tongue up her cunt as far as I could. She came but I was still hot. Lucy came in from the other room with a dildo strapped on her. She got on top of me and began fucking me like a man. Barbara stuck her finger in my ass and the three of us worked in perfect rhythm until I came. I was a little ashamed of myself the next morning when I realized the things that I had done. Lucy took me to lunch with her and told me that they all felt the same way the first time. That I shouldn't even think about it. She told me that they swing with men too and that if I wanted to quit school, I could live with her. I wouldn't have to worry about money and I would be free to have sex with whoever I wanted to, that it worked two ways. I told her that I would let her know the following week.
I went back to school the next day and it was quite a drag for me. Routine after routine, I wrote my parents that I was quitting school for a good job in the city. If they only knew what kind of a job it was, they would have killed me.
The next few weeks were a little hectic. Saying goodbye to all my friends and telling them all different lies. I of course told Abby the truth. We had a long talk about the new life I was going into. I really couldn't imagine me a lesbian but I guess the proof is in the pudding. Abby told me that maybe it was just a stage that I was going through because of my abortion. Her going away present to me was a six month supply of birth control pills. I told her that I never wanted to get close to a man again after what had happened. She told me to take them anyway even if just to regulate my period. I agreed on that and I gave Abby all my clothes that fit her. Imagine me I kept thinking, a beautiful penthouse apartment and all the clothes I want. And of course, only going to the best places in town. I called Lucy and told her what time I would be ready for her to pick me up. She said she wouldn't be able to pick me up but would send a friend of hers named Leslie. A great friend but the biggest wolf in town. I thanked her for the warning.
Leslie was there on time. A perfect gentleman until we entered Lucy's apartment. He just about lunged at me. My clothes were off faster than I ever got them off myself. When I was down to my underwear, I told him to cut it out, what kind of girl did he think I was. Well, I asked for that one, because he told me. Even if it were true, I didn't have to like it, so I whacked him with my suitcase. I think he got the message because he left in a hurry.
I have a reputation already, I thought. Lucy called a few minutes later and I told her about my welcome to her place. She laughed her ass off. I didn't think that it was very funny and told her so. Fighting for the virginity that I didn't have any more. She told me that we were going to have dinner out and that I should pick out anything I wanted to wear and meet her downtown at eight. She fixed me up with a blind date and she would explain everything when she saw me.
I met her downtown wearing a pink satin angelic looking gown, with her mink stole. My date was six foot six, with black hair and blue eyes. One of those married Texas millionaires. If I were his wife, I would never trust him out of my sight, as beautiful as he was, maybe I wasn't turning into a lesbian after all.
The dinner was superb, everything went perfectly. We had as delicious a steak as you can get in the best restaurant in town.
Lane, my blind date was completely attentive. I found myself losing all my hate for men. The more time I was with him, the more I wanted to stay with him. We went to a club after dinner to see some entertainer I had adored for years. Even with a ringside table, I barely saw him. All I could see was Lane. After the show, Lucy and I went to the ladies room and she told me that her escort was a Mark and a very good paying one. She said he wanted a blind date for his friend Lane, who was on the verge of getting a divorce. Lane she said was depressed and she thought that I might cheer him up. She also said we were going to cut out soon and it would be up to me what I wanted to do.
After they left, as we stayed, Lane and I decided to go somewhere else. We went to a groovy piano bar. He told me about the divorce and that he thought that it was the best thing. There weren't any children involved so it was better it happened now. They were only married two years, but it was going to cost him plenty. He told me their last conversation was when she said she only married him for his money anyway.
He was one of those self-made men in construction. He said he didn't want to seem forward and rush things, but he was going to London next week, and asked me if I would like to join him. He even said that we would have separate rooms. I thought that sounded kind of crazy, but I told him that I would love to join him.