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Star Labels have always bothered me. I know we all labels others to make it easier to put people in little boxes so we know how to treat others based on the rules we apply to those boxes. Making assumptions for every different label we apply to each person so we don't have to ever get to know them or try to understand anything from their perspective. I was born and raised as a heterosexual female. I was surrounded by classmates, friends and family that were homophobic even before I really understood what homophobic meant. “That talks like a fag” or “ that girl is so butch she must be a dyke” were everyday comments I'd hear on the bus or in the hallways at school. So, of course, I would associate being gay as a bad thing and did not ever let myself even consider what sex would be like with another female because I didn't want people thinking I was one of them. But then I met Star. Star was one a coworker of mine when I was working a diner years ago. She was a true blue hippie . She had long, light brown hair that hung in waves down her back. Caramel brown eyes that danced as she spoke and a little girl's laugh. She wouldn't wear shoes if she wasn't required to do so. When she was outside she would weave flowers into a crown for herself to wear. Being a free spirit, Star was very open minded and open about her sexuality. She loved both men and women and everyone in between. She didn't care who or what you were, if she found you attractive, she'd flirt with you. I never paid much attention to her flirting, never took it seriously since she seemed to do it with everyone. Then one day, I took it very seriously. It was a very hot summer, and the weak a/c in the restaurant did nothing to chill the heat from the outdoors, let alone from the kitchen. In between customers, I'd find reasons to go into the walk-in cooler, just to get some relief from the heat. I'd go in and rearrange the food on the shelves, or check to make sure all the prep food had been made, all the onions diced, potatoes peeled, lettuce shredded. Sometimes Star would pop in to also catch a break from the heat and just shoot the breeze with me. We'd talk about the customers we hated, or the hot ones who would catch our eye. This day was no different. Star was stroking a cucumber with a look of longing in her eye, telling me how good the guy she just waited on smelled and how he had a french accent. Very sexy in her eyes, but he had a wedding band. “I need to get laid so bad” she lamented. “How can you even think of sex in this heat?” I asked. “Because I am human, and I am horny.” she giggled. I was leaning over, reaching for an item on the back of the shelf I was working on, and I felt something touch the back of my leg, and the back of my skirt lifted and I felt her tongue go from the bottom of my right buttock to the top of my right hip. I shivered from the shock of it, but also felt a heat rise between my legs just from that brief contact. But, I had no idea how to respond to her pass. Luckily, she didn't wait for me to speak. “Come over to my mom's house after work and we can use the pool. No one will be at the house tonight, so we can just kick back and relax.” She scooted out of the cooler before I could reply. I guess she already knew that I wasn't going to refuse her offer. We both got off work at 7pm, so I ran home to shower and shave...everywhere and grabbed my bikini. By the time I arrived, the sun was just beginning to set, and the hanging lights on the back deck were turned on to give the perfect summer night ambiance. We were drinking some sort of fruity alcoholic drinks that were soon making us giggle and just relaxing in the lounge chairs, watching the stars start to pop out as the sun dropped away. It was too hot to really have much of an appetite for real food, but when she offered me a cherry Popsicle, I took it gratefully. The coolness and the sweetness were welcomed in my mouth and I slurped up the dripping juice as quickly as I could, but the heat was making it melt quicker than I could keep up. Pretty soon I had popsicle juice running down my arm, and a chunk fell on to my chest falling down my cleavage, giving me fun little trail of chilliness down my chest, albeit a sticky trail. “Let me help you with that.” Star got up and put my popsicle in a bowl and took my arm that was covered in cherry juice. She slowly ran her tongue up my arm, starting at the elbow, licking up each drop, and ended by sucking each finger. I had heard of people sucking other people's fingers and always thought that was just a grandiose gesture that really did nothing for the receiver of the gesture, but I can attest that it did do something deep down inside. I don't even have a penis, but she slid up and down each finger as if she was giving it a slow blow job, while silently fucking me with her eyes. I had never had anyone put that much effort into the art of seduction at that point in my life, and I took notice of everything she did, drinking it all in so I could replay it on demand in my mind. After my arm, she moved over to my chest. She first licked her way around my bikini top, and my breathing got heavier as she started to roll the bottom of my top up over my breasts, freeing my aching nipples. She grabbed what was left of the popsicle, sucked off the dripping juice from it, and then took the frozen chunk that was left and rubbed around my nipples, making them ache even more and I started to writhe beneath her. She hungrily slurped the juice off of my nipples, sucking and pulling on them as she kneaded them with her fingers. I clung on to the straps of the lounge chair as she moved her way down. She still had a frozen piece of popscile left and she traced the outline of a flower on my trembling stomach with it, and then a mischievous grin broke across her face as she took the remaining ice and slid it under my bikini bottom, directly on top my clit, and then slid the remainder up inside me. I nearly jumped out of my chair from the cold, but stayed still as her mouth moved the material of my suit aside and slurped my sticky wet cunt. You could tell she enjoyed what she was doing and had no qualms about putting her all into what she was doing, unlike some guys I had known. I was overwhelmed by it all. Her enthusiasm and tenacity for eating pussy was unmatched. She started off with delicate little licks, but then would build up pressure and speed, while moving her mouth around every inch of my sex. When I could feel myself start to climb, she would slide her fingers inside me and start pumping her hand in and out of me, sending me over the edge. I was so wet and sticky and I didn't care how messy I was getting. This was so phenomenal, I didn't want it to stop. Finally she slid in finger in my ass, while sucking my clit and lips and I'm not sure all what else, but it was mind blowing, and I actually squirted! That had never happened before, and have not been able to do it again. She giggled that little girl laugh of hers and said I was colored red all over from the Popsicle. She took my hand and had me follow her to the bathroom so I could shower it all off. Funny, but it took me a moment to get the strength back in my legs so I could walk with her, and I really didn't care about the red dye. I just didn't want this night to be over. I stood motionless behind her as she turned the water on and waited for the temperature to reach a comfortable level that wasn't too hot. She turned the shower head on and then turned around and faced me as she untied her bikini top, freeing her perky breasts. For a moment I just stared at them, contemplating what I wanted to do. If I touch her and enjoy it, what does that make me? I asked myself. But then I realized, if it makes me happy as Star seemed to be, it can't be all that bad. I stepped toward her and gently touched her warm skin, letting my hand cup her breast, my thumb stroked her nipple and I took delight in watching it harden. She had cinnamon colored areolas and nipples on tanned skin and her nipples were like little pencil erasers. She pulled me into the shower with her and kissed me as the water sprayed down on our faces. I marveled at her softness. I was so used to the muscular frame of a man, that I was dumbstruck by the contrast. It was like I was finding out how it feels for a man to touch and kiss me. So sweet, so smooth, I just sank into her. You would think that all the water running down our bodies would dilute her the taste of her skin, but it only made me thirstier as I drank the water off her skin as I worked my way down to the apex of her thighs. She had her back against the wall, with one leg up on the ledge of the tub as she held on to a grab bar on the shower wall. At first I was trepidatious to put my mouth on her down there, but I said fuck it and kissed her on the top of her mound. She already had one leg up on the tub, so her pink lips were spread and glistening. Like a kitten, I gently lapped at her exposed clit, causing a soft moan to escape her lips. She tasted both salty from the sweat on her skin and sweet from her natural juices and the combination was<b> intoxicating. </font></b>I kept drinking in her taste with every lick and slurp of her honeycomb, my confidence building with every moan and gasp I heard. I pushed my face deeper into her as she grabbed my head, crying out with ecstasy. I copied how she fingered me and even slid my finger in to her firm ass as she had mine and got almost the exact same response. Her legs were shaking as I was thrusting in and out of her and applying more pressure on her clit. With the water falling on me from the shower, it was hard to tell how much of the wetness was from her. I listened to her breathing start to slow as I lifted my head from her, and she put her leg down and slid to a sitting position in the tub. She kissed me, licking her taste off my mouth and smiled at me. I had a feeling this was going to be a great summer. |
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Nice story...
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It's Going To Be A Great Summer
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Damn, that was HOT !!!
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Wow just wow!
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What an exciting story, Dana! (It's nice to see you back!) Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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