Her Confidante

Stephanie greeted her best friend, Vicky, at her front door with a hug, having invited her over for lunch and a chat.

"Where's Greg?" Vicky asked.

"Golf with his buddies. What else on a Saturday?"

"Did Lizzy get home?"

"Yes! Just yesterday. Went shopping, of course. I can't believe she just finished her first year at college. They grow up so fast." Stephanie replied.

The conversation turned to their jobs and other topics before Stephanie inquired about her friend's love life, to which she received an ambiguous answer, which Stephanie took to mean it wasn't something she wanted to talk about.

For Vicky had been divorced three years from a childless marriage. Still, her friend wondered why a woman with a face as attractive as her figure, and not yet forty, had a problem finding a man.

Just then, Lizzy came in the back door.

"Vicky!" Lizzy exclaimed, before hurrying over to give Vicky a hug.

"My goodness, look at you," Vicky declared.

She gave the young woman a good looking over, and she seemed more beautiful than ever.

"She must be breaking hearts at school," Her mother teased.

Vicky noticed a pained look on Lizzy's face.

"Let me take these to my room. But, I'll be back." Lizzy replied, excusing herself.

"Won't say a word about boys at college," Stephanie whispered, when her daughter left. "I dunno. But I don't want to pry."

Vicky just smiled. When Lizzy was in high school, she was something of a confidante to Lizzy, and she grew to feel she could ask Vicky anything. In fact, she had confessed her first sexual experience with a guy to Vicky. But after she headed to college, the two had little contact.

"Well, I should get going. Thanks for lunch, Steph." Vicky smiled.

"Your not leaving?" she heard Lizzy say, as she returned. "Let me see you to your car."

When they were out of Stephanie's earshot, Lizzy said, quietly, "I remember our little talks. Miss them."

"Oh girl!" Vicky chuckled, taking Lizzy's hand, "I'm here for you anytime!"

"Um, tomorrow?"

"Of course! Come for coffee. Ten, say?"

Lizzy smiled eagerly and agreed to be there.

Sunday morning, Lizzy drove to Vicky's home where she was greeted at the door by Vicky in a silk kimono.

"Come in, sweetie!" Vicky said, with a hug.

In the kitchen, Vicky poured two cups, then suggested they settle in the living room on the sofa.

"Well, how was college?" the older woman started.

Lizzy went on about classes, new friends, and the freedom of being independent. But one subject seemed missing.

"Boys?" Vicky asked.

Lizzy's countenance changed, and Vicky stayed silent, letting her young friend decide to continue.

"Yeah, mom keeps asking, too. I dunno. I didn't like any. In fact, they all seemed like jerks."

Vicky laughed, "Yeah, college boys! More hormones than sense. Not all of them. None of my business, but you know, I'm always here."

Her intuition was saying her young friend had something on her mind, and she could see she was working up her courage.

"It's weird, I don't know," Lizzy exclaimed.

"Sometimes, talking to a friendly ear helps. And you know nothing will leave this room," Vicky responded reassuringly.

Lizzy worked up the words, "It's just... I've found myself looking at girls more than boys more and more."

"Is that all? Nothing wrong with that." Vicky smiled.

"I dunno, am I becoming a lesbian?"

"Bisexual, maybe. Do you just like looking at them, or is your attraction, um, more physical?"

After a pause, "Yeah... To some of my girlfriends, a lot!"

"And you haven't experimented? You've never acted on these feelings? None of your friends show similar feelings?"

"No! I mean, how would I know? Like, how would I even go about it?"

"Oh, you can tell... If the situation is right. Believe me."

Lizzy looked at her quizzically.

Vicky laughed, "Oh, there are some things you don't know about me. And your mom certainly doesn't know about me."

She could see Lizzy wanted to hear more.

"Let's just say I've dabbled with other women. There's much to be said about the attraction of the female form. And well, intimacy with the right woman can be exquisite. So, yes, I know exactly the feelings you're having."

"With who?" Lizzy asked.

"I won't name names. No one you know anyway. As we're in confession mode, I will admit, your mom is hot! If she wasn't happily married and as straight as an arrow, I would have sent out feelers."

Lizzy looked at her, dumbfounded.

"Well, that's my confession," Vicky said, nonchalantly.

"What's it like?" Lizzy asked.

"What is making love with another woman like? I think it's something that must be experienced. Unless you're expecting the details of lesbian sex?"

Lizzy started opening up, "My favorite is the locker room. All those naked bodies! I have to try not to stare."

Vicky simply laughed.

"And, um, I like being naked in front of them, wondering if anyone is looking at me. And I always take my time getting dressed."

"Surrounded by all those scantily clad women? That must have been, um..." Vicky replied.

"Yeah. Sometimes, when I got to my dorm room, I had to frig myself. Damn! But Vicky, are you seeing anyone now?"

"No. The last one, let's say, we moved on," Vicky said, before changing the subject, "You said you liked being naked in front of other women. Care to show me?"

Lizzy was shocked by the question, and the matter-of-fact way it was put.

"No matter. But, I wouldn't mind judging." Vicky grinned.

Lizzy mulled over the challenge. But thinking about those nude women in the locker room was making her feel brazen. She stood in the middle of the living room and unzipped her jeans before sliding them off her hips, letting them drop to her feet. She kicked them aside then pulled off her tank-top, confirming to Vicky she was braless.

Lizzy stood, defiantly, facing Vicky, hands on hips, and wearing nothing but her lace thong, while the older woman drank in her body. She could barely take her eyes off those stiff nipples adorning Lizzy's firm breasts that complemented her slim figure perfectly.

"You enjoy being naked," Vicky smirked. "Finish!"

Her young friend slipped her thumbs under the waistband of her thong and pulled it down; then after stepping out of them, stood and did a spin before looking at Vicky.

"Oh, you must turn plenty of heads in that locker room," Vicky said.

"Think so?" Lizzy said in mock innocence, as she looked at Vicky with an enticing smile.

For Vicky, her idle thoughts of seducing her best friend's daughter was turning into reality and she could see, just one more move was needed. She stood and walked slowly to Lizzy, who stood, frozen.

Vicky stepped in front of her young friend, and as her eyes drank in this lovely apparition, her finger traced a line up Lizzy's arm, over her shoulder, and up her neck, while Lizzy closed her eyes, taking in this delicate sensation.

With her face inches from this enticing woman, Vicky whispered, "You are lovely, and could have any woman you want."

She waited for Lizzy to make the next move and wasn't going to force anything. But Lizzy just looked at her for a long time, until she closed her eyes and offered up her lips. It was Vicky, who trembled with anticipation. She had never imagined her little fantasy could come true, yet here was this flower, ready for the taking.

Vicky brought her lips to her young friend's, and kissed them delicately. She let her lips linger, feeling Lizzy was also trembling with excitement. Their lips parted and the younger woman opened her eyes to find Vicky smiling at her. Then, Lizzy put her hand on Vicky's waist and pulled her in for another kiss.

Everything escalated, with lips pressing harder and the kissing becoming sloppier while the women wrapped each other in their arms. Tongues started exploring each other's mouths, with Vicky feeling her young friend's stiff nipples pressing through her kimono.

Vicky broke the kiss and looked deeply into Lizzy's eyes. She desperately wanted to make love to this darling girl. Yet, she wanted Lizzy to want it. After a moment, Lizzy buried her face in Vicky's neck.

"Do you want to continue? I know I do," Vicky whispered.

Lizzy untied Vicky's kimono before slipping it off her shoulders, leaving her in just a chemise. Her hands explored the older woman's body through the thin silk before looking Vicky in the eyes, conveying her desires.

"Come," Vicky said quietly, taking Lizzy's hand.

They returned to the sofa, where, standing, Vicky looked her friend in the eyes.

"I confess, I've long thought of you. But you seemed so far out of reach."

Lizzy was eager to see her confidante naked, and pulled off her chemise.

"Not as lovely as your youthful figure, I know," Vicky said.

"I think you are beautiful!" her friend exclaimed, while a hand was instinctively drawn to Vicky's ample breasts.

Vicky pulled Lizzy to sit beside her on the sofa, where both women's hands began exploring each other's bodies as they resumed kissing. Vicky cupped one of Lizzy's womanly breasts which belied her nineteen years. She moved to the young woman's ear, giving it a lick before proceeding to her neck, where she planted delicate kisses, eliciting a sigh.

"So lovely," Vicky whispered in her ear, before returning to kissing her, this time with growing passion, driving her tongue into Lizzy's mouth. Wrapped in each other's arms, Lizzy could feel her friend's hard nipples pressing against her breasts and winding up her own passion.

Tongues explored each other's mouths for some time before Lizzy ended it and looked at the older woman's tits. Vicky's eyes spoke of encouragement, and Lizzy started kneading one, feeling its soft flesh and evoking a gasp from her friend. The women played with each other's breasts, while sharing kisses. Then, Vicky leaned down and kissed one of Lizzy's nipples before sucking it into her mouth, triggering a deep breath from Lizzy.

The young woman leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes, as Vicky made love to those shapely orbs, licking and sucking on them. Lizzy seemed happy to receive these attentions, and Vicky was happy to give them, lavishing plenty of attention on her tits.

Eventually, Lizzy wanted her turn and pressed Vicky to sit back, before giving her tits a good looking over. She kissed Vicky's neck evoking a sigh, then worked her way down. She cupped a generous orb then brought her lips to it and gave it a cautious kiss.

"That's it, my love," Vicky sighed, in encouragement.

She sucked the nipple into her mouth, while the older woman moaned in pleasure. In little time, Lizzy was consumed with lavishing attention to another woman's tits. Vicky surrendered herself to this welcome attention to her breasts, happy to let her friend indulge herself on them.

Lizzy finally came up for air, and the lovers resumed kissing until Vicky moved her friend to lie on the sofa. She nestled beside her, where, face-to-face, they resumed kissing with abandon. Vicky's hand slipped down and began caressing Lizzy's thigh. And with little warning, it was feeling her damp labia.

Lizzy looked into her friend's eyes with an expression that bespoke her desires, while Vicky's finger glided over the entrance to her womanhood. Lizzy's hand copied the older woman and found her slit was moist, as well.

The moment had come, and Vicky's finger parted her friend's curtain, sliding it deeply into her sheath. Lizzy's body tensed, and she moaned to this intimate act, while Vicky was rewarded by the exquisite look of pleasure on this lovely woman's face.

Lizzy soon copied her, as Vicky gasped, feeling her friend's fingers probing her core.

Passions rose quickly as the women frigged each other, kissing or looking into each other's eyes while they shared this intimate moment. The room was filled with the sounds of gasps and moans, while two bodies squirmed in pleasure. Finally, Lizzy started breathing hard, as Vicky sensed she was on the precipice. Her lover's body spasmed and she cried out to a crushing climax, while Vicky enjoyed seeing this apparition in the throes of ecstasy.

"Oh my God!" Lizzy laughed breathlessly, as she came down from a great orgasm.

With her fingers still buried in Vicky's sheath, and seeing the look of lust on the older woman's face, Lizzy frigged her lover furiously, while she kissed her until Vicky began spasming to her own orgasm.

"Now you know the joys two women can give each other," Vicky whispered, after collecting her senses, followed by a tender kiss.

"My God! How long I've fantasized about having you in my arms. Now here you are!" she continued.

They rested for a moment, with Lizzy, a leg draped over her new lover's body, cuddled close, while the two basked in the afterglow of this first union.

"I'm not done with you, young lady," Vicky purred, before giving her lover another kiss.

She stood and offered her hand to Lizzy, and the two sauntered leisurely to Vicky's bedroom hand-in-hand.

Once inside, they kissed lovingly until, with a teasing smile, Vicky pushed her lover onto the bed. There, she straddled Lizzy's torso before leaning down and giving her a sloppy kiss. She then offered up her dangling orbs, which Lizzy latched on to with gusto.

"Fuck yes! Make love to them!" Vicky hissed.

Sensing Lizzy was satisfied for the moment, Vicky started kissing her way down her lover's body, ready to show her the most intimate gift one woman could give another. She lavished generous attention to her tits, sucking hard on those stiff nipples, before spreading Lizzy's legs and settling between them. Lizzy realized what was coming and could barely breathe in excitement.

"Just relax," Vicky whispered, as she kissed Lizzy's thighs.

Vicky licked and planted kisses all around Lizzy's womanhood, letting her anticipation grow. Finally, the young woman felt warm lips at her vestibule, followed by a tongue parting the curtains of her inner sanctum.

"Fuck...!" Lizzy moaned, feeling that tongue driving into her sheath.

A flick of that tongue on her clit elicited another gasp. With care, Vicky worked up her lover's ardor and enjoyed tasting this cutie. She continued until the young woman was restlessly thrashing about the bed and doubled her efforts, ravaging Lizzy's clit mercilessly. Finally, Lizzy arched her back and came to another glorious orgasm, gasping for breath.

But Vicky wasn't done with her. After giving her lover a chance to catch her breath, she dug in once more, lapping at Lizzy's womanhood again. She pleasured her friend a little more slowly this time, as Lizzy ran her fingers through her lover's hair. With time, Lizzy was in the throes of passion once again, before another orgasm washed over her, and grabbing Vicky's head, pressed her pussy hard against her face, while Vicky worked to extract every bit of pleasure out of her lover.

That orgasm passed, and Vicky eased up. But she wanted to find out how many times she could make her cum and started ravaging her dripping slit yet again.

"Vicky! Fuck!" Lizzy gasped, as her lover feasted on her pussy.

And with time, Lizzy was thrashing wildly, until one more climax washed over her.

"Give me a break!" Lizzy laughed.

Vicky pulled up beside her. And with her face drenched in Lizzy's juices, kissed her, lustily.

Lizzy paused and gave her friend a serious look. She wanted to reward Vicky. In fact, she was eager to taste another woman. She sat on her haunches beside her lover and looked over her nude form, with Vicky lying there, enticingly. Her hand glided over Vicky's skin as she took the time to absorb having a lesbian lover for the first time.

She knelt between her lover's legs and took a moment to, again, caress this feminine goddess, while Vicky closed her eyes, signaling to Lizzy she was offering up her body.

Lizzy leaned down and kissed Vicky's soft breasts, then her stomach. She planted more kisses down the older woman's thigh, slowly closing in on her goal. She was working up her courage, but to Vicky, the anticipation was palpable.

Vicky's pussy was soaking by this time, and her lover could smell her musky aroma. Lizzy planted more kisses on the tender skin of her inner thigh, then another on her mons.

"Fuck..!" Vicky moaned, when Lizzy's tongue carefully slipped into her entrance.

Vicky's reaction emboldened Lizzy, and her tongue went to work with growing confidence. Tasting another woman and feeling her response was exhilarating, and Lizzy was soon eagerly pleasing her lover.

Vicky looked at that pretty face between her legs pleasuring her, and threw her head back on the pillow while taking a deep breath. Lizzy could feel she was close and licked furiously. The older woman's body convulsed, and she grabbed Lizzy's head while a deep orgasm washed over her.

"Fuck!" Vicky laughed, as she pulled her lover beside her.

"You only came once!" Lizzy protested.

"Doesn't matter, love. It was great. Mmm... I could just eat you up!"

The women hugged and kissed in the afterglow of passionate lovemaking, until Vicky pulled her lover to rest her head on her shoulder.

"Oh my God..." Lizzy murmured, as Vicky caressed her hair.

"Now you know the pleasure two women can share. Oh, what those girls at your college are missing. You just need to learn how to put out feelers."

"I just like being here with you, right now."

To make her point, she kissed Vicky sensually before resting her head on a soft breast with the older woman caressing her lover tenderly.

"Now you know some of the ways two women can make love," Vicky whispered.

They cuddled together for a while, until Lizzy acknowledged it was time to head home.

"Can I see you again?" she asked.

"Oh girl, anytime!" her lover replied warmly, sealing it with a kiss.

Lizzy did come back, and many more times over the course of the summer, as she explored the ways one woman could please another, and to be pleased, as well.