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  Getting Off at My Blind Date’s House

  Lesbian Explorative Erotica

  By Elle Nicolette

  Meg just had a wild time at her book club private “after party” with the hot lesbian model, Kelly. You can read about their experience in “Getting Off at My Book Club.” ;-) Now, she just got hooked up on her first blind date that’s about get wet and wild again once her date has to slip away to an emergency at work. Meg’s left all alone with Kelly again and they take an erotic dip into the gorgeous pool with the backdrop of the L.A. glittering lights. It won’t be the only thing glittering!

  “I’m so stoked that my sister likes you, Meg. I mean, I know we’re leaving our first date and all, but I’ve really enjoyed our time together.” His strong exotic hand lightly squeezed my leg as we zoomed down the streets in the secluded hills in Beverly Hills. “The fact that my sister likes you and already knows you, well is icing on the cake. Speaking of, wait until you taste her chocolate mouse she made for us.”

  His touched trailed down to my bare knee before lifting back to the steering wheel. I gulped as my pussy purred in heat. I had just had the best blind date in my entire life. When I met Kelly last week at my book club and well, she was a very involved member so to speak, and she mentioned she had a brother, well, I never in my wildest of dreams would have ever thought not only would he be a) hot and b) kind but c) an ER doctor!

  Swoon.

  Oh my Lord, I knew my mother would cream in her panties when I told her. She would no doubt immediately call my grandmother and thank her every Sunday for praying for me at church; that the Lord had finally answered our prayers of finding me a husband, to which I would have to conference my entire rowdy extended family and tell them all, to simmer down—it was the first date!

  “Well, welcome to my crib.”

  The door swung open into his swanky modern two story home, with the most gorgeous skyline in the background. It took my breath away. I couldn’t even speak. Pristine wooden floors, sleek furniture, pretty much white everything; I couldn’t stop my eyes from being in awe.

  “Well there you are, darling. I’m so glad you two made it back for my famous chocolate mouse.” There she was with a welcome of two martini glasses in her hands filled with pink liquid. Kelly. Dressed in a short summer dress, the type that could pass as a satin long “short” shirt, she beamed. It was turquoise and hit just below her ass it seemed. A tinge longer. Her strappy heels made her legs look like one of a beautiful gazelle; long, toned and lean. Her long wavy hair shined beneath the lights of the home as if she were the perfect model for a shampoo commercial. And as last time, her make was perfect; shimmery painting the face of a goddess. I couldn’t help but to instantly blush and feel embarrassed. After all, it was just last week when she licked my pussy. And she licked my pussy like no one else ever had in my life. I searched her face to see if there was any look of uneasiness. There wasn’t. She acted as if we were long lost friends.

  “Well don’t you just look stunning, Meg!” Her eyes took me in. My cheeks warmed as I quickly replied to her kind banter, “You look beautiful, Kelly! Are you going out after this?”

  “Oh, I think I’m just going to stay in tonight.”

  “In that outfit?”

  “It’s comfy.” She winked as she leaned in to kiss me on the cheek, one of those, “chow chow ” kisses rich women or women of Latin or Italian decent often did. A fresh whiff of her perfume caught my senses and I wanted it to strangely linger in it more. I immediately thought about the way my thighs had trembled and how those very same lips took their sweet time on my wet lips below.

  Oh dear, God. My pussy heated and pools of erotic curious desire began to flow without my conscious consent!

  Damnit .

  I needed to think straight. I was on a date with her brother!

  How’s that for a reality show on Bravo? Blind dates, the truth comes out—your lesbian sister went down on me.

  She pulled away and handed us our drinks.

  “Thanks sis.”

  “Well follow muah , Meg and check out our pad. Look at the view.”

  She sauntered in front of us and her plump ass was barely covered. I wondered what it looked like for some reason. After all she was a high sought after model. I bet she looked just like a Victoria’s Secret model. Every muscle toned and tight.

  I took a sip of the delicious pink martini that tasted like lemonade. “Goodness, this tastes so good. I could get easily drunk off of this!”

  “Good! That’s the plan! Well here we are.”

  We stopped at an all glass wall. Behind the clear hard barrier was an aqua pool lit with dozens of lights and beautiful shrubbery and colorful flowers. The hustle and bustle of LA glistened and glittered in all its glory.

  “This is incredible.”

  “I. Know. There’s no way I’d be able to afford this place without the help of Brent’s handsome salary.”

  “Thanks Kelly. I am on my first date and all. Wouldn’t want anyone dating me for my money.” He winked at me. He had such a good sense of humor!

  “Just like I wouldn’t want anyone dating me for my good food and perky big breasts!” I spouted out. I couldn’t help it; I was tipsy and feeling frisky. We all laughed as we headed our way into the expansive kitchen with white marble. I sat down on the sleek modern bar stool and sipped my martini. Kelly had taken my purse and set it on a glass table in the breakfast nook.

  She had her own drink and nursed it before asking, “So, how was your first date?” She asked with an enthused tone. Now, this was something I had never in my life ever heard of—coming back from your first blind date and being asked how it was immediately by a family member. At least it wasn’t his mother!

  She opened the door to their see through refrigerator and removed two chocolate mousses in oversized bourbon glasses. Saran wrap covered the top to ensure freshness.

  “Now Meg, I do a little cooking of my own. I hope you like it. It’s Martha Stewart’s recipe. Unfortunately. I will not be having any. I have a photo shoot in two days and well, I licked a little bit of the bowl so that was all I could have calorie wise.”

  I licked a little bit of the bowl.

  Her eyes were on me as she said that studying my response I just knew it. I felt it. Or was that my imagination? Well my pussy felt it. My pussy purred and heated greater, remembering the orgasm of the decade.

  “Yes well, I can live vicariously through you. I will have a little sampling of this ah-mazing whip cream I made from scratch.” She swiped a little bit off of her brothers’ glass and handed us our desserts as she dramatically sucked her finger dry.

  “Yummmmm …God that’s good.” She leaned her head back orgasmically and I stole a side-glance at her brother who was lost in his own dessert. He probably was used to her theatrical ways.

  “It’s so good!” She flicked her hair and tilted her chin sideways. She had such a defined jaw and she was so damn alluring and intoxicating. She had that art of seduction.

  Her voice was high and I had to quickly look down at my dessert and taste it for myself.

  “Wow,…this is really good.” Creamy, rich, full of flavor.

  “Yeah sis. Way to go. I—”

  Beep. Beep. Beep. It was a sound I was unaccustomed to hearing. Brent reached down to retrieve a small black looking device.

  “I gotta go in. It’s the hospital.”

  “Is that a pager? Do they still use those things?” I asked amused and a bit louder than intended to sound.

  “They sure do.” He sighed. “Look, I’m really sorry I have to cut this short. You should still finish your dessert and drink. I would drive you home but…I have to leave
now and the hospital is in the opposite direction.”

  “I can take her home. Not a problem. Perhaps I will go out after all. Her house is so close to everything.”

  “I’m sorry, Meg. But I will call you and let’s meet up this weekend. I want to take you on a picnic to the beach.”

  “Okay!”

  “Bye doll.” He kissed me on the cheek and headed out the door. My stomach fluttered as I watched him leave, off to save someone’s life.

  The door shut and the house was quiet just for a moment.

  “I’ve been thinking about you a lot, you know.” She wasted no time filling the empty quiet.

  “Ha…have you?” I reclosed my legs.

  “Yeah.” She tossed her gorgeous thick Blake Lively look-a-like waves over her other shoulder, again the alluring move.

  “I’m so happy you had such a great time with my brother. He’s the best.”

  “Yeah, he’s a very good catch.”

  “So,” she stood up and walked over towards me and leaned across the smooth luxurious marble. No doubt her dress probably lifted all the way up, exposing her ass. Was she wearing a thong?

  I glanced to the left to the floor to glass window and caught our reflection. To my hunch, yes, it appeared she wore a red thong. Her ass was plump and round for such a teeny person.

  She caught my stare at the reflection.

  Shit.

  “Isn’t it stunning?”

  “Um…”

  “We can go for a swim in it if you like.”

  I blinked wildly a few times, trying to figure out what she meant exactly and then in dawned on me; the pool!

  “This night is perfect and we have one of those outside kitchens to the side. I can light the fireplace. Oh this is perfect. Let’s go out there now.”

  Seconds later we were in the oasis of the hills and I felt like I was on a vacation destination surrounded with such beauty. Their home coulod definitely be a feature in Architect Design or Veranda magazine.

  She led me to the veranda with French Country decor as she lifted one of her arms up, stretching and sighing, as her “shirt-dress” lifted all the way up. I caught a glimpse of her plump perfect ass. “I love this place.”

  “If this were my backyard I would never want to leave it.” My eyes never left her ass.

  “I know. Right?” She pushed a button and the cozy fireplace was lit. Gas lanterns hung overhead on the terrace and a few surrounded the tranquil pool.

  “Well?” She placed her drink down and without hesitation lifted up her dress over her shoulders and draped it over a cream couch dressed with light blue pillows, the epitome of serene.

  “Shall we?”

  She unhooked her bra as if she were in an undressing contest. Her gorgeous small breasts were the perfect type, the ones that artists of old depicted in their sculptures of Greek goddess. Her thumbs hooked her thong and off that went too. Off went her heels and there she stood. Naked and unashamed.

  She walked right passed me and stepped down the steps. I couldn’t believe my eyes that she just got naked like that. Her body was a piece of art. No wonder she was earning so many modeling jobs.

  “It feels sooooo nice in here, Meg. Come on. Don’t be shy.” Her eyes darkened and I don’t know why, maybe because I was tipsy again, maybe I was easily convinced to do things by her, maybe my wettening pussying remembering that same look before she made me see stars, how her tongue knew just what to do, maybe it was a combination of that and curiosity that led me to strip naked.

  She watched me every step of the way and I could tell she really wanted to see my breasts.

  I unhooked my bra and my heavy breasts feel free. It always felt so nice for them to hang free.

  “This is the craziest thing I’ve ever done. I’ve never skinny dipped before. Do you think anyone will see us?”

  “Who cares? It’s California. Every fucking thing goes here. God, you’re breasts are amazing, Meg. You should model.”

  “Thanks, I’m just a little too curvy I think.” I honestly answered in my tipsy haze while I stood in my cotton panties.

  “I think you’re perfect! I’d kill for curves like yours. Are you going to leave your panties on? Because if so they’ll get wet. But it’s okay, you can borrow mine if you like on your ride home.” She bit her lower lip before wading backwards a few strokes.

  “Um…”

  “Don’t be shy.”

  “Okay.”

  I removed the cotton panties and let them hang at my ankles a second before placing them over my clothes. I can’t believe I’m doing this!

  Her eyes never left my body as I made my way into the pool.

  “You’re so beautiful, Meg. Is it okay if I call you Meg?”

  “Sure! The water feels soooooo nice.”

  “Doesn’t it? And the salt water is so healing for your body. I think chlorine water is so awful for your health.”

  “It feels like a spa.”

  Behind Kelly a beautiful rock waterfall provided the peaceful music to the airy night.

  I waded on my back and looked at the stars. It really was a magical night and this place felt so cozy with all of the gas lanterns, the peaceful sound of the water fall , feeling free and naked. I followed Kelly’s lead as we rested our arms against the edge of the pool looking at the city lights.

  “All those people doing something right now. It’s something to think about.” She noted.

  Her arm was against mine and the feeling of her heated body made my heart rate elevate . What was happening to me? I felt her studying the side of my face.

  Her fingers ran a piece of tendril behind my ear, causing me to hold my breath. Chills flooded my body from her soft touch. My eyes turned to look deep into her shimmery eyes.

  And then my lips hungrily crashed into hers. I could taste the salt from the water mixed with the sweetness from the whip cream earlier. The hungry kiss turned into passion as her hand cradled the back of my neck and her other hand fondled my breast with tenderness.

  I loved the way she touched me. It felt so good. I wanted her to touch me everywhere. Her soft tongue and wet lips trailed down my neck sending goose bumps up and down my exposed body.

  I sighed into her as she squeezed my nipple until finally her lips were on them sucking hard.

  “God I love your tits.”

  I cried out as she fondled the other breast and suckled it. She sucked so hard it almost hurt but it felt so good. My hands rested on her silky hair. Her hands trailed down to my waist as she smoothly ordered, “Here. Sit up her and spread your legs wide.”

  Obeying, and with her help, my bare ass was now on the edge of the pool and just like she said my legs opened wide with pools of desire ready for her expert tongue. The evening air swept across my begging clit.

  This time my pussy ached with such intensity to be filled; I was about to go mad. Her tongue attacked my pussy this time, more intense than our last experience.

  My wide bent legs opened my pussy so wide for her that this time she was able to explore all of me. My head went back in ecstasy as she licked my slit in one forceful giant lick before teasing my swelling clit left and right like a mad woman. She twirled my hood and lapped with a flat tongue up and down up and down like a lapping dog.

  Her tongue ran over every bare inch of my swollen wetness, attacking and on a mission to capture my swollen bundle of nerves as prisoner to her tongue and lips. It was so intense and spot on I began to shake and moan but she wasn’t giving up. It was that fire-y line between almost too much but pretty damn perfect. I flinched as I decided it was pretty damn perfect and I was already coming. The fire in my belly. The heat rising like lava up my skin before cooling down in waves. Such intense waves.

  She was moaning into me so intensely I wondered if she was fingering herself making her come. The vibration against my mound was stimulating my nerves like never before causing me to shatter into a thousand pieces.

  “Are you com …com…ing ? Oh my god! Oh my god!
I mean, fingering yourself?” I barely got the words out.

  “Jets down below.”

  “Ohhhh ….”

  We both were now moaning as she was nearing an orgasm she licked me harder and added a swipe of her thumb sending me over the edge into exploding sparkles again. I cried out as she pressed even harder into me. This time grabbing my ass and licking me so hard every part of me shook into her, melting into her bidding.

  Tingles soared and flooded my body. Just as I was about to find release, she lifted me down into the water wear my pussy landed on top of the water jet. The pressure was so intense so blasting into my throbbing swollen lips, that I began shaking and moaning in ecstasy just as she was moments before.

  Her smooth hands stroked my breasts and twisted my nipples as her wet tongue trailed the back of my neck as the jets blasted into my pussy causing me to orgasm so hard I was seconds away of having to be remove from the spot.

  “Oh my god….oh my god!”

  “That’s it baby.” Her hands cupped my breasts and squeezed them tight. I exploded into puddy as she whispered, “Get back up here for a second.”

  In a haze, she turned me around and helped me sit back up on the edge. I still shook. I painted as if I had run miles. Drained and weak from the orgasm, her light tongue tapped against my swollen sensitive clit and I shook all over, giving into her wet juicy tender touches, practically milking me for another unforeseen rising orgasm. All I could was lay back and cry out in one giant sigh as I floated to that peaceful place once again of stimulating firework release. I didn’t think I could take any more stimulation but her tongue taps were so precise, right over my clit.

  Tap.

  Tap.

  Tap.

  Tap.

  Tap.

  Over my swollen spent clit and I felt that familiar heat and rise of the orgasm rise over my body. She knew exactly what to do. And how to keep me there. My body was nearing orgasm shock! I just knew it!

  The flat ribbed tongue was back and she licked all the way up as I was nearly begging for another release. I moaned and cried out. “Yes, yes, yes! Ah! Ah! Ah!” My head thrashed back and forth as my entire body clenched up ready for my release. I was coming again and this time the orgasm felt so intense, so slow progressing, so juicy in rising, that I could barely breath and my heart rate was through the roof.