Your First Time Woman-Woman Experience?

MMM. Hot story. Did you try making eye contact with her, or was she all professional.

Too bad she didn't see you lusting after you, give you a smile, and slowly walk off to the laides room, looking back at you when she turned the corner.

You'd have been in there in a flash, bending her over a sink to lick you way up her smooth, long legs till she soaked her panties.

You're just going to have to make a love to a woman and see what it's like.
 
All professional although I did my best to flirt with her even with my clients at the table. No luck.

I'd have given anything to take her to the ladies room and worship her.... yes, I need a woman, I need to pop my cherry, so to speak...
 
Mmmm, so hot. I wish I could see someone like that live in person. I need to venture out of this redneck town more! I am jealous. Plenty of masturbatory thoughts for you I am sure...:devil:
 
I already came once tonight as soon as I got home. I called back the restaurant a little while ago to see if I could go back and see her, but it was closed already. I don't know what I would have done if I had gone back. Probably made a fool out of myself with some clumsy proposition...
 
Yummm again

I don't think so...you never know. I think you should go back alone and be sure she is there and you are at her table, wear a sexy dress to flash some breasts..maybe nipple even and slit up the side. Drink lots of wine to get up your courage and keep staying and flirting until you get some kind of vibe.

Maybe she would go home with you if she was so inclined at all and lets face it, most women are curious. My eyes get all glazed with that "come fuck me" look when I drink. This is making me horny btw. lol

I think you should give it all you have to see if she would go for it, although I prefer a bed to a bathroom. Or a couch.

Maybe touch her hand, stare into her eyes...

I am rooting for you. Who knows, you might get to lick those luscious pink lips and feel the awesome softness of a woman's body with her.:rose:
 
AuntieM's question

Hey ----

I noticed that AuntieM asked me whether I am a woman - in response to my posting that I love women who love women.

I'm a man. And I do love women who love women. Whether that was in her past or present. Makes me recall a former girlfriend who had not before been with men. And our fun an pleasure both talking about her former lovers, and that day when I first fisted her, and the intense pleasure in her. And more.

D
 
It was my eighteenth birthday party, a party during which I gave my virginity to Daddy while lying in my Aunt Claire's arms. Afterward, Aunt Claire soothed my pussy....first with a washcloth soaked with warm water, then with her lips. I did not come during my first fuck, my Aunt Claire's loving lips and fluttering tongue carried me through a fantastic orgasm. She told me I didn't have to do anything for her, but going down on her was the best way I could think of thanking her. I believe I got as much pleasure tasting another pussy for the first time as she did from the kisses and licks I gave her, maybe I received even more pleasure than Aunt Claire.
 
I don't think so...you never know. I think you should go back alone and be sure she is there and you are at her table, wear a sexy dress to flash some breasts..maybe nipple even and slit up the side. Drink lots of wine to get up your courage and keep staying and flirting until you get some kind of vibe.

Maybe she would go home with you if she was so inclined at all and lets face it, most women are curious. My eyes get all glazed with that "come fuck me" look when I drink. This is making me horny btw. lol

I think you should give it all you have to see if she would go for it, although I prefer a bed to a bathroom. Or a couch.

Maybe touch her hand, stare into her eyes...

I am rooting for you. Who knows, you might get to lick those luscious pink lips and feel the awesome softness of a woman's body with her.:rose:

Wow, thanks for the encouragement. Sounds like a great plan. I'll do it!!
 
Wow, thanks for the encouragement. Sounds like a great plan. I'll do it!!

Great!

Sounds like a plan I need to try more often myself! I have done something similar. Unfortunately, I have been not as lucky as I would like, but I also have not been persistent as I should be! I need to go to this town about an hour away that I bet I would get lucky in one try!

Please, please let me know when you do it and what happens. Don't get discouraged if it doesn't work the first time! :kiss::rose::kiss:
 
Looking for a rec for a reputable lesbian phone sex line that you ladies have used and liked!! Thanks xoxoxo!!!

Go to the chat section here on Literotica. There's usually a phone room and/or an Yahoo/MSN room where you can meet other women and ask if anyone would like to chat on the phone. I've had some hot sessions like that.

Kisses,

Auntie M
:kiss:
 
Okay, girls, I've made progress, not fruition of all my desires, but more progress than I would have hoped. Major kudos to Veronica for helping me focus. I wrote most of this up last night while it was fresh in my mind but didn't get to posting it until just now. I think I remembered things pretty accurately.


So I went to the restaurant again last night after spending a couple hours getting ready. I hated everything I had but I finally decided on a satin demi-bra, sheer blouse, black leather slit-side skirt, thigh-high stockings, panties, and high heels. I took extra care with my hair and makeup until I realized I was just stalling out of sheer nervousness.

I got to the restaurant and I didn't see her. I asked the hostess and she confirmed that Debbie was working there. I asked to be seated at her table. There was the slightest pause in the hostess' response but she continued smoothly and said she would. I ended up sitting in the foyer a little longer than usual but then the hostess took me to my table. I sat against the wall so I could have a good view of the room and Debbie.

I saw her serving other tables first. Same sheath dress and gorgeous figure. She would flash a bright smile at her customers and I saw the men melting. I knew how they felt.

When Debbie came to my table, I could tell she was rushed. It was busy at the restaurant, but late enough that there shouldn't be another wave after me. I didn't want her to feel rushed to get me to free up the table.

My heart was racing a bit but I just asked for some wine. I asked her to pick something for me, her favorite. That got a little smile out of her and she departed.

The wine came (a nice Shiraz), luckily with some bread so I wouldn't get drunk. I did want a little buzz but no more than that. I thanked her by name and after a second she seemed to remember me. I reminded her that I'd been there with some clients before, etc. She claimed to remember me and I believe her.

I finally ordered a light dinner of a salad with crab. When she would stop by, I would always try to engage her for a least a little bit of time before letting her get on with her work.

I did throw in a flirt here and there. "Yes, too bad I'm eating alone tonight. I prefer pleasant company, like yourself." was my best one. I'd made up some more beforehand but didn't remember many of them. I tried to just go with the flow of conversation while dropping hints.

I did flash just enough leg to show my thigh-high stocking tops, although I wasn't sure if she really looked at it, no tell-tale glances or anything. I know I was using my best body language, touching my hair, making sure I was showing my best cleavage.

As the night wore down, I did get her to talk a little, but she stayed standing by my table. I fought the urge to just reach out and touch her leg to make my desires crystal-clear, but I figured it might ruin things and I didn't want to do that. I found out she wasn't married although she didn't really clarify if she had a boyfriend (or girlfriend!).

When I took my leave of her, I asked her when she was working there and said, "Well, I'll have to come back then. I really enjoyed talking with you."

She said, "Yes, I'm glad you had a nice evening."

Then (I'm so proud of myself), I reached out and barely touched her forearm. Just a little touch but I hoped that at some level it gave her a signal.

I don't know how soon I'll be able to get back there. I don't like leaving my daughters to their own devices so much, but I can't let more than a week go by before I see her again. We'll see if things get warmer or if she's not interested. I'll have to try looking in her eyes for longer than is normal and see if I've found someone. And I might let myself drink a bit more and plan for a taxi home.

All in all, a remarkable adventure. :)
 
Satinmarabana: it has been over a week now, have you not returned to the restaurant? You seemed to be managing so well.
 
There's hope!

I went back to the restaurant last night, dressed up nice and feeling a little more at ease with my hunt to capture this woman's attentions. I asked for her table again and got seated promptly. I'd made sure I went there near the end of the night so again there wouldn't be pressure to turn my table and my lingering wouldn't hurt her tips for the evening.

When she first stopped at my table, I greeted her by name and asked her to call me Julie. She accepted smoothly so I thought either she's a pretty good waitress or she might like me.

I chatted and flirted with her as I went through two glasses of wine and a peppercorn steak salad. I feel like some of my flirting had to be obvious but I couldn't really tell if she was picking up on it. Some of her responses might have been interpreted as flirty but also could have just been treating a customer nicely.

Well, either because of the wine or my own nervous excitement of seeing her and talking with her, I gathered my courage at the end of the evening. Most of the other tables were being cleared when I paid my check. I gave her a nice tip and signed it with a heart in my signature. I know, school girl but it seemed fun and flirty.

I waited for her to come back to the table and I did it.

"Debbie, would you like to go get coffee sometime?"

My heart was in my throat and my gut was in knots. Pairing that with how excited I was made the moment surreal.

She hesitated which almost killed me on the spot.

"Yea, I'd like that."

I gave her my number and she gave me hers. I left with tentative plans to meet Saturday and maybe see a movie together.

God, my heart is pounding right now remembering it. Again, nothing overt, nothing conclusive but I'd say that was a very promising development. She's a good bit younger than me but seems very nice. She's definitely becoming more real, less about the sexual fantasy in my head with her although I'm hoping she feels that chemistry.

After a year of being open to this, I just hope something develops between us.
 
I'm glad that I have a place where I can find unfiltered feedback and support for a very delicate subject matter. I have female friends but no one I'd confess all this to.
 
I'm glad that I have a place where I can find unfiltered feedback and support for a very delicate subject matter. I have female friends but no one I'd confess all this to.

Not a female but I'll say that is very cool! I'm glad you're able to do this! Of all the stuff I've read on here, this seems to resonate with me. I wish you luck, and all the best!
 
Hi Satinmaraban - I have so much admiration for your bravery and really hope it works out for you. Can't wait to hear - good luck
 
Ladies,

Things have really progressed since I last had time to post here. I went back to the restaurant a couple times and went to coffee with Debbie. Sadly, she is straight although she was so understanding after I finally made it clear what I was hoping for. She said she thought that was what was going on. So we're still talking but as girlfriends, not as lovers. She's so beautiful body and soul that even that is a lovely time.

The amazing thing is that she introduced me to her roommate, Gwen. Gwen is a lesbian and knows from the get go what I'm all about: a divorced mother of two wanting to explore passion with another woman. Gwen is pretty in a more rubinesque way than Debbie but she isn't your stereotypical lesbian. She likes to be feminine and look pretty, not the short-hair gothy stereotype. The first time I met her (three days ago) we met to go shopping.

I'm going to see her again tonight for a movie and dinner. You know, get to know each other better although I'll confess I'm attracted to her and she doesn't appear repulsed by me (fingers crossed).

I'll post an update when I can.
 
Awesome!

I sure wish you luck and lots of orgasms with your date. I imagine it will thrill her to see how many she can give you! I envy you! I hope things go well, even if you just have dinner and a movie. Have fun!

VS :rose:
 
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