#706: Lucy’s Lesbian Rimming
It’s been a while since Lucy has gotten out and about for play time with a woman. But when she bumps into Louise in a cafe she knows exactly what she wants. Louise turns out to be a very dirty girl and can’t get enough of Lucy rimming her in this lesbian hook up erotic story.
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Lucy walked through Wandsworth Common feeling the sun peak from behind a cloud and warm her face. She loved going on morning walks through the park, it always started her day out on the right foot and being in nature energised her. She was a creature of habit and routine, which always seemed to surprise people. Although Lucy lived an unconventional life, she knew that structure was freedom.
The birds chirped in the spring air and new puppies flopped around on the grass playing with each other. The city was becoming alive again after the cold and dreary winter and it made every day seem new. Spring was Lucy’s favourite season, there was something about it that marked a fresh new beginning where everything seemed possible.
Through the winter Lucy had worked tirelessly on her PhD thesis, saying no to fun more than a few times in order to focus on her task. She was happy she had done this as now it meant she could enjoy the warm weather a bit more. She still had a lot to write but the largest and most tedious part of her work had been completed.
Lucy’s trench licked at her body as she walked into her favourite coffee shop on the common, Flotsam & Jetsam. She came here almost everyday for her morning brew and liked the fact that she was known as a local. The woman behind the counter smiled at her, asking if she’d like her usual, an oat milk flat white. Lucy nodded but said that today she was going to sit in and enjoy it with a croissant.
Lucy sat down at one of the long wooden topped tables, she loved how the cafe had communal seating. As amazing as London was, it was one of those cities that was easy to feel lonely in as everyone very much kept to themselves and their own business. The Brits had a culture of extreme non confrontation and even asking for a side of milk with their tea from the barista seemed to strain their social strings.
But Lucy was originally from the countryside and people were a bit more community driven then here in London and she yearned to make daily connections, whether it was a nod from the man behind the counter at the grocery store to her daily coffee order at the cafe, human connection was a deep necessity for this.
Perhaps this was why Lucy was attracted to men, women, and non-binary people, she simply saw them all as humans whose souls were kept behind a dressing of skin. And it was the soul that mattered to her, the spark, the connection, not what was beneath their clothes. That being said, she was a sexual person and enjoyed carnal bodily pleasures as much as, or even more, than most.
Lucy and Michael hardly ever got jealous of each other, they had had many long and difficult conversations over the years throughout their open relationship to make sure they were both happy and on the same page. They knew the importance of checking in on one another.
But recently Lucy had simply become a bit envious of Michael’s fun-filled nights out. It wasn’t that she was jealous of him having sex with other people, but more that she hadn’t done anything fun for a while due to her thesis. She was jealous of his current care-free lifestyle. Sure, he worked hard between the hours of 9-5pm Monday to Friday but he had been at the same company for nearly ten years and knew his job inside and out. There was an ease to his being there and the money he made.
Lucy would never hold it against Michael but she wouldn’t mind a bit more excitement in her life now that she had completed a big chunk of her work. The barista came over with her fresh pastry and coffee and Lucy savoured her first sip, feeling the caffeine race through her veins. She made a point not to take out her phone whilst sitting in the cafe and just enjoyed what she was eating, her surroundings, and the people.
Lucy watched as an old man and his granddaughter laughed over eggs florentine and a seemingly new couple held hands while gazing into each others eyes, sipping their lattes. The door opened and a petite blonde walked in, her curls bouncing as she made her way to the counter. Her energy seemed to jolt right through Lucy, who tried not to stare. The woman was just her type and her perkiness and bright smile lit up the room.
To Lucy’s surprise, and excitement, the woman plonked down beside her and gave her a wide eyed smile.
She greeted Lucy with an energetic hello in a Southern drawl and Lucy knew right away that she wasn’t a native Londoner, or Brit for that matter. She started chattering away before Lucy even had a chance to ask her her name. Finally, she was able to get a word in and found out Louise was visiting her cousin who lived in the city for the next two weeks and was keen to meet some “locals”. Lucy laughed, she was now officially a local Londoner, which didn’t feel too bad.
Lucy was enjoying the invigorating energy of Louise and suggested they meet for a drink the following night since it was a Friday and Lucy was keen to go out and have a bit of fun, she felt she deserved it. She also felt there was a flirty vibe from Louise but didn’t want to push her luck over coffee. She was sure Louise might be even more forthcoming after a few drinks.
The next evening Lucy met Louise at a new wine bar in Streatham called Beans & Bubbles, that did aperitivo every Friday after work, a tradition Lucy loved. Louise looked fantastic in her leather pants and white blazer, her ringlet curls flowing over her shoulders. They kissed each other on the cheek and Lucy felt a shock of electricity run through her body. She had a feeling this evening would turn out even better than expected.
They chatted over prosecco and small Italian bites and learned more about one another. Louise was very obviously flirting with Lucy, who wasn’t at all opposed to it. When their bottle ran dry Lucy offered her house as a place to have more drinks, which Louise nodded exuberantly at.
Their uber dropped them off and Lucy went into the kitchen to fetch some wine, Louise draped over her velvet sofa, the same one Rachel and Lucy had played on. The house was empty as Michael was out for dinner with work colleagues that evening.
When Lucy walked into the room she saw Louisa stroking the velvet sofa and as she neared her Louise told Lucy she usually didn’t do things like this. Lucy was about to ask her what she meant but before she knew it Louisa’s mouth was on hers kissing her deeply and passionately. Her lips were soft and she smelt of lilacs as Lucy drifted into her.
Louise stepped back and slowly undressed herself as Lucy watched and was turned on by Louise’s soft curves, her breasts oozing out of her bra. Louise’s panties were the last thing to come off and Lucy ached to be between her legs, tasting her between her folds.
Louise then went up to Lucy and kissed her again, swimming her tongue around in her mouth and pulling down Lucy’s pants in the process. Lucy stood in her t-shirt and panties and pressed her fingers into Louisa’s wet warmth, slipping her finger around and inside of her. Louise pressed into Lucy’s cupped hand and started moaning softly.
Lucy was getting turned on and her panties had started to become wet with her excitement. She guided Louisa backward and onto the velvet couch, running her hands over her breasts, pinching the nipples on her large bosom. Louise sat on the couch and Lucy came to kneel between her legs as she kissed her. She retracted from Louise’s face and lightly kissed her neck, moving down to her collar bone and then to her breasts.
Lucy opened her mouth wide and took in each of Louisa’s nipples while smoothly massaging her now throbbing clit. Her wetness trickled down from inside and over Lucy’s hand, dripping onto the carpet. She sucked off Louise’s titties and licked all around her areola. Just as she was about to lick up all of Louisa’s wetness, Louise stopped her.
She stood up and Lucy thought she was about to leave, opening her mouth to speak but Louisa brushed her hand to Lucy’s mouth, holding a finger up to her lips. She then turned around and got onto her hands and knees on top of the couch and looked back at Lucy, telling her she enjoyed being eaten out from behind because it gave easier access to where she really enjoyed being licked.
Immediately, Lucy knew exactly what she meant. She knelt behind Louisa and slowly licked up her slit, tasting her delicious juices. Lucy sent her tongue into the warmth of Louisa’s pussy and lapped up everything she could, pressing her face into her. She grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks apart, to get a better view.
Then Lucy ran her tongue above her pussy and just under her asshole. It was pretty, Lucy thoughts, clean and puckered, almost being asked to be kissed. She lightly licked upward and overtop and felt Louisa gasp in pleasure. She continued her work and moved her tongue around the outside of the hole making it wet with spit. Louisa was groaning louder now and pushing her ass into Lucy’s face more firmly.
Lucy reached down and spread Louisa’s lower lips and rolled her fingers around the top of Louisa’s clit, stimulating it so it grew. She continued to lick her asshole, pressing her tongue into it so the tip was inside of Louisa’s body. As she felt Louisa tighten up her body she licked it voraciously while moving her clit in a circular motion until Louisa’s wetness spread down her pussy lips and onto the couch. Lucy licked up the liquid remnants of Louisa’s orgasm, thoroughly enjoying her taste.
It had been a while since Lucy had rimmed someone, let alone another woman and wondered if it was something Michael might be keen to try. She loved Louise’s enthusiasm for it and was keen to feel it herself. When Louise turned around, red faced and smiling Lucy pulled down her panties and positioned herself on her hands and knees, knowing Louise would happily repay the favour.