An Unexpected Pleasure

AN UNEXPECTED PLEASURE.

Beth had called around for a gossip on that particular day. Callum was away on a business trip and so I was glad of her company. She's probably a couple of years younger than me, so somewhere in her mid-twenties, although I hadn't known her long enough to outright ask her. In the few months I have known her I've always found her good fun though, always up for a laugh, and she's good looking too, with long tawny blonde hair and a figure to die for. Me, I'm dark haired, with a complexion inherited from Greek forebears and a slightly fuller figure.

The fiercest midday heat had past but it was still sunny and warm outside and so we decided to take a couple of beers with us and top up our suntans. Beth didn't have a bikini with her and I didn't want to show her up and so we decided to sunbathe in our underwear. But then she commented that she didn't want strap marks and so would I mind if she sunbathed in just her panties. Of course I didn't, we were both girls after all, but then she goaded me into doing the same. 'Come on Fran, don't be chicken, don't make me be the only one.'

So I did the same, it was no big deal I told myself, and there we were, two young women wearing only our panties, lying side by side on a blanket to enjoy the sun and our beers and giggling to each other about all the latest neighbourhood gossip. This went on for a little while until Beth started to tell me about the latest altercation in a house a little way along the road where a couple were forever at loggerheads. To tell me about this she rolled onto her side, propping herself on one arm and gesticulating with the other hand in imitation of the lady concerned. We both laughed at this, but then as our mirth subsided Beth made an unexpected observation.

'Haven't you got big nipples?' She said, staring at my boobs. 'I've never noticed before.'

'That's because you've never seen them before.' I replied, blushing faintly from embarrassment. The truth is that I do have big nipples and I'm a little self-conscious about them. They stand up by over half an inch when they're engorged and they're proportionately broad, a bit like oversized pencil erasers. Fortunately I don't have the small boobs that would make them too disproportionate, but they're also darker than average because of my parentage, so they do stand out. And anyway, Callum likes them.

'Are they more sensitive, being larger?' She asked curiously.

'I don't think so.' I told her. 'But how would I know?'

'True.' She acknowledged. 'I bet they are though. I think I'm jealous.'

Beth reached out and touched the tip of my nipple. 'I'd love mine to be like that.' She told me. Hers were the more normal pink nubbins so I supposed she was intrigued by the difference. Her fingertip on my nipple felt strangely pleasant so I didn't try to move it and I guess she took that as permission to linger because she let her fingertip roll very lightly around it. I just lay there and let her carry on, I hadn't thought that satisfying someone's curiosity could be that pleasant. She traced her fingertip softly round and round my nipple, even around the areole, just maintaining gentle contact all the time. I turned my head and looked across at her, seeing her smile back at me.

'You don't mind, do you.' She asked. 'I've never done this before.'

I shook my head and smiled. 'No, I don't mind.' I genuinely didn't mind, there was no notion in my mind that it might lead anywhere, and I'm not sure that there was in Beth's at that moment. But very soon more fingers came into play and she was stroking my breast as well as my nipple, gazing at me with her eyes glowing warm with unexpected pleasure. Gently slowly became firmer, until she was massaging my whole breast, tenderly squeezing the flesh while all the time looking at me for my reaction, her face turned towards me only a few inches from mine. I have to admit that after a while I was beginning to become just a little bit turned on and I subconsciously cupped my other breast, imitating her actions for a few minutes before I realised what I was doing and took my hand away.

'It's all right.' She whispered, smiling softly. 'Just relax.'

I wasn't sure of her intentions now, but I was enjoying her touch and so again I nodded silently and did as she asked. Her hand began to stray from one breast to the other, stroking both in turn, running stiffened fingers over my nipples so that they stood up, hard and full. Now I was really enjoying it, feeling a touch the likes of which I'd never felt before. Her attention now was concentrated on my far breast, leaving the other, nearest one, unattended. I looked down at it and then meaningfully at her and she smiled back at me before she did what I least expected, she shifted her position and lowered her mouth to my nipple running her tongue around it, all the time gazing up at me. She did this for a minute or two before taking the nipple fully into her mouth as if suckling on it and at the same time she began rolling my other one between finger and thumb. It felt wonderful, I know it shouldn't have, but it did and so I just closed my eyes and soaked up the sensations. My arm went around her shoulder, encouraging her.

'I love your boobs.' Beth told me quietly, lifting her mouth from my nipple. 'They're much nicer than my little things.'

'Thank you.' I whispered, not sure what else to say. As far as I was concerned hers were much nicer, I could feel them pressed firm against my side now and feeling beautiful, but I wasn't going to argue.

She lowered her open mouth to my breast again, but this time instead of sucking she used her tongue to flick my nipple back and forth. It was fabulous and without realising it I actually sighed with pleasure. Her hand had stopped playing with my other nipple now as she concentrated on her tongue and so it just rested on my breast, her palm warm on my skin. I liked that, but I liked it even more when my sigh seemed to give her an excuse to stroke me, not just on my breast but with her fingertips wandering around my body, from my shoulders to my belly, just very lightly caressing me, so lightly in fact that the skin on my stomach rippled at her touch. I was loving it, I can't say I wasn't, and I simply let her do as she wished. Her tongue was still focussed on my nipple, licking and flicking it, but her hand wandered further, reaching down as far as the tops of my legs to stroke my thighs, eventually running fleetingly over my panties, pressing very lightly on my pubes. That was when, for the first time I understood that there was a sexual element to her touch and, although I was momentarily shocked at the realisation, I was enjoying it far too much to protest, especially when I realised that I was becoming genuinely aroused.

I didn't quite know what to do, this was the first time in my life that I'd been touched sexually by someone of my own sex and my first instinct had been to push her away, but I was enjoying her touch far too much and so I lay there deferring what to do until I realised that the moment had gone and the decision was made that I was submitting to her attentions. All I felt able to do then was to wait and see how far she wanted to take things. It wasn't like I was cheating on Callum, I told myself, Beth was a girl and so proper sex couldn't happen and after all I could stop things at any time if she took things too far. But how far would too far be, I had no idea how far she would want to go, I hadn't even realised until now that she was that way inclined.

Her fingers stayed mostly below my waist now, stroking my legs and my stomach, pausing briefly over my panties, not offering to delve between my legs even though I was starting to wish they would. I let my legs drift a little way apart, inviting her to touch me there if she wished. I suppose I was testing her intentions. She lifted her mouth from my breast and looked up at me smiling questioningly, I didn't say anything, I just smiled back so that without my speaking she knew that I had consented. Now she just lay beside me, reaching down and letting her fingers investigate me, still drifting over my stomach and thighs but now deliberately running over the top of my panties and suddenly dipping down onto my cotton covered pussy. I parted my legs a little further, wanting her to touch me anywhere she wished now over my panties.

She understood and her hand fondled me more firmly now, pressing her fingers onto my pussy, exploring and probing. There was no hiding her intentions now, she wanted to play with me, maybe make me orgasm. My breath was becoming quicker and my heart was hammering, this was a totally new experience and I was still anxious about giving way completely. But it felt so nice to have another girl doing it, she knew exactly what she was doing and where to touch. I was fully turned on, I knew I was, I could feel that I was getting wet, lubricating as if getting ready to be entered. If she pushed her hand into my panties now there would be no way I could hide my arousal, and nor would I want to. It shouldn't be happening, but it was and I was loving it. I let her touch me anywhere, feeling her fingers through my panties and wondering if she'd want to go inside them, knowing really that it wasn't an 'if', it was a 'when' and all the time wanting her to make it soon.

I was making little noises now, involuntary little pleasure noises that made Beth smile. I turned my head to look directly at her again, our faces once again only inches apart. She looked at me, reading the pleasure on my face and we smiled at each other. And then it happened, I'm not sure who initiated it, but suddenly we both forward until our lips met, and we kissed. I jerked back, but only a little, momentarily looking at Beth in alarm before we moved together and did it again. Our kisses were not full on tongue kisses, they were more affection than passion, just our lips meeting and pressing together, but they expressed our mutual feelings at that moment. All the time we kissed Beth's fingers were playing with me through the flimsy fabric of my panties and I moaned softly when we eventually parted, revealing how I felt, wanting everything to happen. She looked closely into my face and moved her hand to the elasticated top of my panties, waiting there, looking at me for permission.

'Yes.' It was little more than a whispered hiss, but it said everything to both of us and her fingers found their way under my panties, sliding down and cupping my pubic bone with her fingertips tantalisingly close to my clitoris. I raised my knees and parted my legs as wide as I could, welcoming her touch and making no pretence of reluctance. I even thought of taking my panties off altogether, but that would have killed the moment. I just lay there and waited, one arm still around her shoulder and the other laid passively by my side.

It was Beth who faltered this time, pausing for what seemed like a lifetime with her fingertips oh so near before she slipped her hand down to cover my pussy with her palm. Again she hesitated, just resting her hand over me as if unsure how far to take things. I was so aroused I couldn't wait, she'd revealed herself as lesbian so she must know what to do. 'Do it.' I shouted silently in my head, 'You've done it before, what are you waiting for?' I reached down and pressed her hand onto me through my panties, showing her what I wanted. That felt so good that I kind of massaged myself using her hand for a minute or so, thrilled that a strange girl's hand was playing with me even if it was because of what I was doing.

Finally she started to move independently and I took my hand away, sighing happily as she began to investigate me, her fingers spreading my labia to explore between them. She ran them along my slit, her wrist pushing my panties down as she found and probed my entrance. I gasped with pleasure as her finger slipped easily inside me. I found myself squeezing her shoulder, wanting to show how much I was enjoying it but appreciating that she already knew that anyway. I raised my head and looked down, enthralled to see a woman's hand roaming down inside my panties and disappearing between my legs. Then another finger joined the first and she began to finger me, hooking both fingers and sliding them deep in and out of my wetness. This was heaven, I groaned quietly, submissively allowing her to do to me as she wished and loving every second.

She carried on doing that just for a minute or two, plunging her fingers as deep as she could, looking straight into my face, reading my expressions and smiling when she saw how much I was enjoying it. But then she pulled out, taking her hand from my panties and holding up two shining wet fingers for us both to inspect. She didn't say anything, she just grinned kind of triumphantly before thrusting them back into my panties, the wetness clinging to them laying a trail across my skin. This time she didn't go all the way down to my entrance, even though I was wanting her to, silently hoping that she would carry on finger fucking me. Instead she stopped as soon as she reached the top of my pussy and searched for my clit. I closed my eyes, hoping that I knew what was coming and needing the release it would bring. It wasn't difficult for her to find it, I have quite a large clitoris that becomes quite prominent when I'm aroused, just like my nipples I suppose, and oh boy was I aroused. She smiled without speaking again when she discovered it, stroking it gently between those two same fingers before using them to slowly strum it.

I loved it, it's what I do when I want to get myself off, but this time I was getting the pleasure without any of the effort, I could have stood it forever. Except of course I couldn't and I soon knew it, I was too far gone for that. She'd hardly started before I began to feel that so familiar sensation of an imminent orgasm, the fire of it building just slowly deep inside my pelvis. I wanted to tell her, but I knew that the moment I did she would speed her fingers up in an effort to get me there more quickly, and I was enjoying the slow build far too much for that. I couldn't help showing some signs though, I could feel my pelvis moving slowly in time to her fingers and I couldn't prevent myself from making more and louder pleasure sounds, gasps and moans. She soon knew, how could she not, and as I'd predicted she strummed my clit now with all four fingers, going more quickly and more firmly until she was racing them across the tip of my little button and I was gasping and squirming as the pressure of my impending orgasm became more and more urgent. I couldn't hide it now, so I just let it happen, I just let my orgasm explode within me, making my hips jerk and bounce on the blanket and making me call out incoherently with the pure bliss of it. It was one of the longest and fiercest orgasms I have ever had and when it was over and the sensations were dwindling I sort of slumped back onto the blanket, just sprawling there with Beth's hand resting quietly over my pussy. I felt unable to move except for the occasional orgasmic aftershock, and I just lay panting for breath. It was a nice way to end what was the most unexpected of pleasures, but I knew it was over and after a minute or two of regaining control I licked my lips and regretfully pulled at Beth's wrist to make her come away from between my legs.

'My god.' I whispered. 'I didn't expect that to happen.'

'Nor did I,' Beth looked at me almost guiltily. 'I guess I kind of got carried away. I'm sorry.'

'Don't be.' I told her. 'It was heavenly.'

'That's the first time I've ever done anything with another girl.' She admitted quietly.

I stared at her, open mouthed with shock and unable to say anything.

'I've always wanted to, but I've never found the opportunity, or the nerve.'

I stared at her, still flabbergasted, but I eventually managed to speak. 'I've never had a girl touch me before, and you were so good I thought you were an actual lesbian.'

'I suppose I am now.' She giggled nervously, but then she added more seriously. 'How do you feel about what happened?'

'I don't know yet, it was so unexpected. I don't regret it though.' That's when I recognised that I really didn't regret it, in fact I was happy about it. As I realised that a dozen questions chased themselves through my head. What was I going to tell Callum? Was I even going to tell Callum? Did I want it to happen again? Did I want to do it to her? 'Did I want to take it further? Right then I didn't know the answer to any of them for sure, but I knew I was glad I was having to ask them.

'So are we still friends?' her question interrupted my thoughts.

I nodded. 'Of course we are, I didn't try to stop you, did I?' I paused to properly assemble the thought that came into my mind. 'And I won't stop you the next time either.'