Lesbian Phone Sex Fantasy: Strap-on + Friends = Fun! Part 1

Hello there handsome, and welcome to my blog where I get to share my stories and fantasies with you lucky guys there. If you like girl-on-girl action then you’re in luck because this week I’m sharing one of my favorite lesbian phone sex stories. Now, let’s have some fun.

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Last summer a couple of kids from my graduating class met up at this big camping event.

I hadn’t been great at keeping in touch with them. But my friend Mary was the exception. She and I still talked on the phone almost every day. We’d text constantly. And well, I’d always known that if I wanted to try something with a girl she’d be the one. And secretly, I’d wonder what it would feel like to have her soft lips against my own.

As it happened, the camping event was happening near Mary’s house, and her family had always said I was welcome whenever. They considered me to be part of the family, another daughter.

The camping was only supposed to last until Sunday. I drove in with Mary, and we had a lot of fun catching up with everyone. But if I’m being honest with myself, my favorite part of that camping trip was the ends of the nights, and the early days, alone with her in the tent.  Able to exist in our own little world.

The weekend was over before I knew it.

My job that summer started two weeks later, so in the meantime, I decided to stay with Mary. And as luck would have it, the whole next week the rest of her family was going to be gone. We’d have the whole house to ourselves.

And, since you’re just dying to know, Mary was 5’5 in flats, had gorgeous natural blonde hair, blue eyes, and tits that would make every guy gawk as she passedby. When we were younger she had always gotten a lot of attention from the boys. But she always blew them off. 

That night we ordered out, getting Chinese food for dinner while watching random stuff on Netflix.

While I’d grown up with Mary’s smile, I’d noticed she never really smiled when the boys would compliment her. But anytime we were together, I knew her smile was real.

And now her smile was different. Still genuine. Still mesmerizing. But with hunger in her eyes that seemed to burn intensely.

I’d never really thought about sleeping with another woman. Looking at her, here, and now, I realized I’d always been attracted to her. I bit my lip, looking from the TV back to her smile. I could feel my cheeks turning red as that hunger began growing inside me.

When I looked at her again, she was right in front of me. Her beautiful pink lips less than an inch from my own.

I could feel her breath on my face, and then her soft fingertips gliding across my cheek as I leaned in. I started to kiss her, slowly and passionately.

Each kiss got deeper. I had my hand in her hair, pulling it lightly as she cupped my cheek, holding me in place. It was a feeling like nothing I’d experienced before. Her lips felt so perfect against mine. With her tongue in my mouth, her other hand reached the bottom of my shirt. The feeling of her hand, sliding up my belly towards my tits, made me shiver. Goosebumps rose on my skin, and I moaned as her fingertips brushed across my nipple.

Her lips moved down my neck, kissing and nibbling as she went, while her other hand moved down to the bottom of my shirt. She moved back for just a moment as she brought my shirt up and off. I shivered, exposed in her living room, somewhere we’d been a thousand times before. But everything was different now.

I reached over, unbuttoning her shirt and pushing it off her shoulders. Her tits were enticing.

I’d always wondered what they felt like. Not just to accidentally brush with the back of my hand. I wrapped an arm around her as I kissed her again, letting my tongue move in to explore her mouth. My other hand moved down her cheek, down her neck, and down her side. I could feel the goosebumps on her skin rising too. I trailed my hand back up her stomach, bringing my other hand with me.

Having her tits in my hand, the feeling of her smooth skin and the pressure of her lips were starting to drive me crazy. I could feel my pussy, and knew it was wet for her.

In the back of my head, I could hear my father’s words. That homosexuals all went to hell. That it was disgusting for two people of the same sex to kiss.

I kissed her harder, rolling my thumb across her nipple. I didn’t care if this was wrong. Or that others would label me a sinner. How on earth could something this perfect be wrong when it felt so right?

My nipples stuck out, little peaks yearning for the warmth of Mary’s mouth.

And seconds later I was rewarded as her head moved to my chest, her mouth playing with one while her hand played with the other. It felt even better than I’d hoped. I was moaning, almost unaware of the sound as her warm tongue moved to my other nipple. The flick of her tongue was too much to take.

I leaned forward, pressing her back to the couch as I proceeded to enjoy her tits to my heart’s content. As my mouth found her nipple I heard Mary moaning. I sucked it into my mouth before flicking my tongue across it, using different patterns until I felt her hand grab my hair, holding me in place. Squeezing her other nipple between my thumb and pointer finger I teased her.

I could feel her muscles tensing, the grip on my head tightening as she came. Her moans and whimpers only turned me on more. Especially as all I’d done was play with her tits.

I couldn’t wait for a taste of her pussy.

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Thank you for reading part one of this week’s blog! I hope you’re enjoying my lesbian phone sex fantasy as much as I did. Part 2 comes out on Friday, but if you can’t wait that long you can buy my audio right here. Not only will you skip the wait, but you’ll get some audio-only content I can’t share on here. I promise you won’t regret listening to this lesbian phone sex fantasy.

And if you’re looking for some more sexy reading, check out my friend Mackenzie’s blog on a lesbian fantasy of hers here.

Stay safe out there.

-Wren

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