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Lipstick 2

In the weeks following my first lesbian experience, I quickly overcame my confusion and doubts and learned how to be Pamela's "Lipstick Girl". Many nights would find us at a club with me dressed in sexy skirts and heels, and Pamela in her usual black jeans and boots. My long blonde hair and makeup contrasting her short black bob. (she never wore any makeup) I grew to love her kisses and caresses in public, and usually finished my martini as she downed her beer and led me back to her loft. And I felt so much a woman under the spell of her lips, tongue and fingers. I would never have imagined myself on my knees on her bed begging her to fuck me with her strapon burying my face in her shaven pussy. I learned how she liked to be licked and sucked and tried so hard to please her. And we also spent long afternoons, me holding her hand, walking along the Chicago pier or in the park.

Last Friday, we met for lunch and Pamela gave me a key to her loft explaining that she had to work late and could I wait for her there? Of course, I bubbled and promised to have dinner waiting. "So, my lipstick girl cooks too?" she smiled. I was happy and couldn't wait for the day to end. After the store I went to her loft and started the sauce for the pasta that I would serve. Alone for the first time in her huge bathroom, I bathed and showered in her large round tub with detachable hand nozzle. I found one of her striped dress shirts and only added my 4" black heels from work. Hours passed and she finally arrived home. A quick kiss and she complained bitterly about "..that bitch I work for." I could tell she had been drinking, but I just started to finish our dinner. I had thought she went upstairs to her loft bedroom to change when I heard her call me to come upstairs. I did, and at the top of the stairs the large room was dark but for some candles and Pamela appeared in front of me naked. Her slim muscular body outlined in the flickering candles was beautiful. She led me the bedside, and removing the shirt quickly she pushed me down on the bed saying she was sorry for her entry and dinner can wait. She kissed me hard and tongues probed hungrily. I felt her knee part my thighs and I involuntarily spread my legs for her fingers. With one hand she took my wrists over my head and with other quickly looped a silk scarf around them tying my upraised hands to her headboard. I was shocked would have protested had her mouth firmly covered mine. She whispered in my ear, "just relax baby, and just feel." With that, another scarf was quickly tied around my head and over my eyes. Shhhhhh she whispered and started planting wet kisses down my neck to my breasts. Taking each nipple she gently kissed and sucked them to hardness which prompted my moans and I could feel myself getting very wet. She licked under my arms causing me to writhe, and licked her way down my side the juncture of hip and groin. Grazing there, she then lifted my legs to my shoulders and plunged her tongue in hot cunt. (a word I'd grown to love) I was twisting and moaning when I felt her tongue leave my clit short of my orgasm, and lap down to circle my exposed asshole. She actually kissed and licked and my answer to her question was, "yes, yes, please lick and fuck my ass?" This new sensation was incredible. She then licked back to my sopping lips and sucked my clit hard while inserting her finger in my ass. I came screaming and crying and don't remember sliding into sleep.

I do remember begging her to let me stay the weekend and murmering, "I love you Pamela".

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