Lesbian Female / 36
Celestina Has Me In The Small Of Her Hand, Love At First Site Lust Too
I took a job as a human resources generalist and payroll clerk for a fabrication company of high pressure vessels. There were forty men in the shop and ten people in the office. In my office space, I shared it with Christine who had been there for about a year. She did the purchasing and logistics. Christine wanted to be friends with me and asked me if I wanted to do something really different. She had discovered this bar that was so different and shocking but you had to go back. Why not go with her. It was a Thursday night thing, she told me.
To cut to the chase it was a titty bar that catered only to women on Thursdays. Big dykes with their sweet pretty girls, runners in long legs and their gym rat partners, office chicks with their office chick girl, that was us, that really made up the majority of the women there, office chicks. Oh, and there was one dyke with girl she led around by a chain and collar, who wore a tutu.
The topless show was on and from time to time a new girl got up, it was a titty show, with thong, and some of those girls padded their thong, when they bent over to prove they had pussy, they were completely shaved, even their asshole. We were sitting at the foot of the stage, nursing a drink served to us by a Hispanic girl who said her name was Celestina. Brown with small pointy tits, and brown nipples. She took my hand and held it against her pussy and left me a napkin with her name and number. My head was spinning and it wasn't just the alcohol. Forget about porn, this was live and they shoved their ass, their tits, or the pussy in your face. If on regular nights there was no touching, on girl's nights you could suck on their nipples.
Even a reserved girl walks out with sweat on her pussy, and Celestina on her mind, her number buried deep in your purse. My 'date' for the night, my office coworker asked me what cunnilingus meant, she was just checking. She asked me if it offended me to call my slit my c**t, would I take off my panties and bend over and hold my ankles. She was a strong kisser and she had a strong tongue and she hit me right and drew out a shuddering orgasm. But, really, really all I could think of was Celestina and her brown nipples.
I called her and she asked me if I liked Mexican or if I was calling her to tease her. I asked her if she remembered me and she told me she had a thing for tall white girls, but she would only go out with me if I was clean shaven. I asked when she could date, considering her hours, and she told me I could pick her up at one in the morning. It really pissed me off that she was showing of her tits to men, and all of them seemed to be truck drivers and blue collars. Those were my titties! But of course, who ever pays, gets to see her tits on display. But I got to shoot my tongue up her vagina and taste her sweet juices.
I love to see her laying on my bed with the sunlight bathing her soft honey skin, and her dark nipples. I like to pull the sheet down enough to know it's a pussy and not a dick that's waiting for me. I am careful to be clean shaved for her, no waxing. She works her tongue around in ways that I can't, it must be because she speaks Spanish. I kiss her lips to wake her, and let her know I'm there and lay my hand across her mound and her pussy. I hate that she dances at that club, and that men are looking at her ass and her titties. But to her it pays the bills, she never, and she says ever, dated a man, her pussy is virgin, if that matters. Totally virgin, no man has been there.
To cut to the chase it was a titty bar that catered only to women on Thursdays. Big dykes with their sweet pretty girls, runners in long legs and their gym rat partners, office chicks with their office chick girl, that was us, that really made up the majority of the women there, office chicks. Oh, and there was one dyke with girl she led around by a chain and collar, who wore a tutu.
The topless show was on and from time to time a new girl got up, it was a titty show, with thong, and some of those girls padded their thong, when they bent over to prove they had pussy, they were completely shaved, even their asshole. We were sitting at the foot of the stage, nursing a drink served to us by a Hispanic girl who said her name was Celestina. Brown with small pointy tits, and brown nipples. She took my hand and held it against her pussy and left me a napkin with her name and number. My head was spinning and it wasn't just the alcohol. Forget about porn, this was live and they shoved their ass, their tits, or the pussy in your face. If on regular nights there was no touching, on girl's nights you could suck on their nipples.
Even a reserved girl walks out with sweat on her pussy, and Celestina on her mind, her number buried deep in your purse. My 'date' for the night, my office coworker asked me what cunnilingus meant, she was just checking. She asked me if it offended me to call my slit my c**t, would I take off my panties and bend over and hold my ankles. She was a strong kisser and she had a strong tongue and she hit me right and drew out a shuddering orgasm. But, really, really all I could think of was Celestina and her brown nipples.
I called her and she asked me if I liked Mexican or if I was calling her to tease her. I asked her if she remembered me and she told me she had a thing for tall white girls, but she would only go out with me if I was clean shaven. I asked when she could date, considering her hours, and she told me I could pick her up at one in the morning. It really pissed me off that she was showing of her tits to men, and all of them seemed to be truck drivers and blue collars. Those were my titties! But of course, who ever pays, gets to see her tits on display. But I got to shoot my tongue up her vagina and taste her sweet juices.
I love to see her laying on my bed with the sunlight bathing her soft honey skin, and her dark nipples. I like to pull the sheet down enough to know it's a pussy and not a dick that's waiting for me. I am careful to be clean shaved for her, no waxing. She works her tongue around in ways that I can't, it must be because she speaks Spanish. I kiss her lips to wake her, and let her know I'm there and lay my hand across her mound and her pussy. I hate that she dances at that club, and that men are looking at her ass and her titties. But to her it pays the bills, she never, and she says ever, dated a man, her pussy is virgin, if that matters. Totally virgin, no man has been there.
