Leslie's Invitation

Leslie was my best friend in high school. We were volleyball teammates and were inseparable. There was a definite sexual attraction between us but other than a stolen kiss in the back of a dark movie theater, we did nothing about it, largely out of fear of being caught. After high school, I went to college in D.C. and Leslie went to nursing school in Trenton. One day, with no prior notice I got a letter from her inviting me to spend a weekend with her in Trenton. I called her to accept the invitation, she asked if I could come that weekend – she was anxious to see me.

As I stepped off the train that Friday night, Leslie was on the platform waiting for me. It was a warm September evening, and she was wearing a very short skater-type dress and it ended far above her knees. I was in my favorite sundress, tight white bodice and a short flowing skirt. Leslie greeted me with a very tight hug and a deep kiss, her hands running down my back. “I have waited so long for a chance to have you alone” she whispered.

She took my hand and led me to her car and suggested one of her newly discovered favorite restaurants. Off we went. After we sat, Leslie suggested champagne – two glasses. She rose hers in a quiet toast “I’m looking forward to a nice intimate weekend.” Me: “I’ve wanted to do this for a very long time, but I must confess I’ve never been with a girl before.” Leslie laughed “Me neither, but we’ll figure it out.”

Although I was quite aroused at what was to come (my panties were very damp), I was taut with nerves as we left the restaurant. We got to Her apartment and Leslie motioned “The bedroom is over there; you’ll see the door to the bathroom. I’m going to get us some wine.”

“Am I sleeping with you?” I asked knowing the answer.

“Yes“

As nervous as I was, I couldn’t wait to go to bed with Leslie. I watched her in the shower after gym class and after volleyball games, more and more excited each time. As I sipped my wine, I thought about her body as I watched her skirt creep up her legs, now baring the crotch of her panties. Her nipples poked through her top and I knew she was as excited as I was.

Finally, she took our glasses into the kitchen, returned, and reached for my hand and led me to her bedroom. She had me face a full-length mirror and, from behind unzipped my dress letting it fall to the floor. I was naked except for a bra and panties. Then she slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders, gave it a shake and it fell to a puddle on her floor. Leslie, too, was left in her bra and panties.

Leading me to her bed, we laid down together, facing each other.

We laid there for a while, just staring at each other. Our heads shared the pillow, but we didn’t touch or speak, not knowing what to do or how to do it. I could feel her breath on my face. I thought to myself that one of us had to move or we would be here all night. I reached out to touch Leslie’s face. My fingers hesitated over her cheek, and I saw her hold her breath, waiting for my touch. I lowered my fingers and began to lightly stroke along her jaw line. Leslie closed her eyes and exhaled, relaxing in the sensation. Her hand moved to my hip and moved up and over my side to my shoulder and finally rested on the back of my neck. My finger traced underneath her chin, and I pulled up slightly tilting her face to mine. I leaned forward and gently place my lips on hers. I let them linger just a little bit. Then I pulled away. A couple of more times I teased Leslie with a light kiss, just barely touching her lips. I could hear soft moans of desire. As my lips approached again, Leslie’s hand on my neck tightens just a little bit and pulled me into a deeper kiss. My hand moved to her hip and pulled her body to mine, our bodies finally touching after all the time we yearned for each other.

Our kiss deepened and got more fervent, both of us needing to feel it. We felt whatever feeling it was rising up in us to the point of exploding. I pushed Leslie’s hip back, rolling her over onto her back. Our lips continued to stay together as my hands explored her body. I could feel my lust building as I caressed her body for the first time. I could hear a soft gasp as my hand traced the inside of her thigh. I gasped softly as I felt the fabric of her panties. As I slipped my hand between her thighs and cupped her pussy, Leslie moaned.

I was so aroused I could feel the heat between my legs as I stroked Leslie’s slit, softly through her panties. I could feel her moisture begin to seep through her panties. “You’re getting wet” I whispered. All I got was a soft nod. Leslie’s hips began to move with my hand, deepening the sensation she was feeling as I rubbed her pussy.

“You can put your hand inside my panties” she whispered. I slid my hand up and found the waistband of her panties. Gently I slipped my hand inside and rubbed Leslie’s mound – I didn’t want to rush this. I could feel the trimmed hairs of her bush and felt my body losing control to my erotic side. I began to rub my crotch against Leslie’s thigh. My hand slid lower inside her panties and soon I felt her slit under my hand. A finger slipped between her lips, and I heard a whispered gasp in my ear.

“Don’t stop.” “I need your finger inside me.”

I slipped one finger inside Lesley and positioned my hand so that my thumb could finger her clit at the same time. Leslie emitted a deep guttural moan. “Oh my God, that feels so good.” Leslie was juicing freely now and I could hear the sound as my fingers worked in and out of her pussy. “Listen to how wet you are” I whispered. Her hips began to gently buck against my hand.

The motions of Leslie’s hips caused her thigh to press harder against my pussy. I was now essentially riding her thigh and I was getting closer and closer. I could feel my orgasm building. I could also feel how wet I had gotten, and I began to make Leslie’s thigh slick with my juices.

Leslie was now moaning with each thrust of her hips. Suddenly, her body tensed, and her orgasm tore through her. “Oh, God” she cried. “Come on my leg” she whispered. I ground my pussy harder against her thigh as it shook through Leslie’s orgasm. I could feel her thigh getting slick from my juices as I could feel myself falling. And then it hit me. I had never had sex with another girl before; I never knew an orgasm so wonderfully intense. We just held each other for a while as our bodies calmed down.

“I have dreamed about this for a long time” Leslie whispered. “And it was so much better in real life.”

Her fingers twisted in my hair and Leslie gently pull me closer into a very gentle, sensuous kiss. Her hand left my hair and moved down my back and over my sides. Her fingers curl around the bottom of my bra and Leslie slowly teased it up over my tiny tits, exposing my achingly hard nipples. Her mouth went to one nipple and then the other, sucking hard to get them even harder. The cool air of the room gave me goose bumps and I shivered as Leslie sucked and bit my nipples. I could feel my breathing become more ragged as I slipped into that erotic bliss that signals an orgasm. I could feel her hands slip around my back, looking for the clasp of my bra. I felt it snap free and Leslie tossed it aside. I wanted Leslie to take me.

I put my hand on the back of her head and guided her mouth to the places I wanted her to kiss; my neck, my chest, my stomach, my sides. I could feel her mouth slowly explore my body as she worked her way downwards. My breathing was now shallow and fast, with soft moans as I became even more aroused. When she got to my panties, her hands spread my legs to give her access. Her arms wrapped around my thighs to hold my legs apart. Her mouth found the inside of my thigh and Leslie nuzzled her way to my pussy.

My hands went to pull my panties down. “No. Not yet.” Leslie whispered.

I gasped sensuously as I felt her mouth cover my pussy. Leslie began to suck on my clit through my panties as a finger pushed my panty fabric between my lips. The sensation of the friction of my panty fabric rubbing across my clit as Leslie sucked and the feeling of the fabric rubbing between my labia was almost too much. I could feel my pussy juice and begin to spasm. My legs began to twitch so I knew I was close. As much as I wanted to come, I didn’t want to rush things, so I gently pushed Leslie’s face away before my orgasm hit.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing; I just didn’t want to rush.”

Leslie’s mouth returned to my inner thigh. She began to suck and nibble my skin just next to my labia.

“Are you marking me?”

“Yes. I want the next girl to know I was here first.”

Then her fingers found the waistband of my panties and Leslie pulled down just the middle to expose my pussy to her. “God, your pussy is so beautiful!” Leslie whispered as her fingers opened my hood, exposing my clit. Leslie sucked my clit into her mouth and then worked it between her teeth. Her mouth then moved to my slit as her tongue began to tease my slit. Leslie’s tongue traveled up and down my slit, every so often dipping inside me. I could feel my hips begin to move as Leslie worked me over. Then I felt a finger slip inside me, then another. I gave a deep moan and I felt myself losing control of my body. Then Leslie’s mouth returned to my clit. Her fingers slipped in and out of me, I could feel my juices and could hear my wetness as Leslie finger-fucked me.

I felt it building inside of me again, starting to take over. It starts in my stomach and spreads throughout my body as a warm glow that begins to burn hotter. My breathing got harder and more urgent. I felt like my body was on fire. I could feel my legs shake as my orgasm tore through me. It felt like my pussy was letting loose; I felt wet all over. I could feel Leslie pulling my panties down my legs and her mouth went back to my pussy. My juices ran between my cheeks. I could feel Leslie lube a finger and begin to tease my button.

“Can I do you?” “Yes” I gasped, knowing what she meant.

I felt her finger press against my button. An entirely new sensation. More pressure as Leslie wanted to finger me. She was now really working over my clit again. It felt like I was still in the throes of my orgasm. And then my button gave way and Leslie’s finger entered me from behind. It felt like my body had exploded. I closed my eyes so tightly, I saw stars. My body began to shake and I couldn’t stop it. Leslie pulled away from me and just began to stroke my body lightly, letting me come down from my orgasm. I was out of breath and my now naked body was covered with perspiration.

I rolled onto my side, facing you and began to kiss Leslie’s mouth. I moved down her body, kissing her neck, then moving further down to kiss the top of her breasts above her bra. I slipped my fingertip underneath the edge and pulled her bra up, baring her nipples. They are already hard, and I watched them get harder as the cool air brushed over them. I kiss each one as I reached around to remove Leslie’s bra. Her body arched up to help. I reached my arm under and lifted her stomach to my lips. I kissed her from hip to hip and back up to her nipples.


I reached for the waistband of Leslie’s panties and began to ease them over her hips. She raised her hips up off the bed and helped me remove her panties. Leslie’s bush was trimmed to a stubble, and I let my hand rub gently over her pronounced mound. I started to move my finger in circles around her pussy, exploring it, feeling how wet she was. Leslie closed her eyes and breathed out deeply, the scent of her breath was intoxicating. I took one of her nipples into my mouth and ground it gently between my teeth. Then I slipped finger inside her and Leslie arched her back to take it deeper. Her neck fell back, and her breathing becomes faster as my finger moved in and out of her pussy. Her body starts to move with my motions, and I pulled my finger out before she could get too worked up.

“Will you go down on me?” she whispered. My body tingled with anticipation at that thought.

I moved down her body and slid between Leslie’s legs. I looked up at her body, covered with a sheen of perspiration. She looked down at me with a gaze of lust. “Please, do me.” I raised her legs and began to kiss my way to her pussy. I lightly scratched the back of her knees and she gasped with desire. She folded her legs, and spread them wide, opening her pussy, essentially begging me to fuck her. Leslie’s clit peeked out from beneath its hood, red with arousal. I began to lick her pussy from hole to clit. As Leslie moaned, I spread her legs wider so I can lick deeper into her pussy.

My tongue worked over Leslie’s clit, working circles around it and flicking it. Leslie’s legs twitched with each flick. Leslie’s hips started to move, and I pulled her harder against my mouth, allowing my tongue to go deeper. My mouth went back to Leslie’s clit now sucking a bit harder. I slipped one finger into her pussy and started to move back and forth slowly. Leslie’s deep moaning started. As my finger moved around inside Leslie, my thumb rubbed and flicked her clit. I could feel Leslie’s pussy start to clench around my finger. Then her body began to shake, and she closed her legs around my head. I pulled my finger out of her pussy and quickly thrust in two. I started thrusting faster. Leslie began to moan, and her hips gyrated, taking my fingers even deeper. Suddenly, her body went stiff, and she gave a deep, guttural moan as her orgasm hit.

Our bodies were covered in sweat and our faces covered in come. I pulled my body around and laid next to Leslie. We looked deep into each other’s eyes. I pushed her onto her side and curl my body around hers. I hold her through the aftershocks of her orgasm. The cool air of the room has started to cool us down and I covered us with the sheets. I stroke Leslie’s hair as we start to fall asleep. I buried my face in her hair and neck. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I felt Leslie take a deep breath and relax. We snuggled closer and relaxed into sleep.

Our serene slumber turned into something sweeter.

I woke, uncertain of where I was. I could see the moon shining through the window. I followed its rays until they settled on Leslie’s gentle curves. Her hips pushed up against the sheets and her bare shoulders shone in the night air. I reached out and caressed the lines of her shoulder and followed them down over her side and over her rounded hips and as far down her legs as I could reach.

I pulled my body as close to Leslie’s as I could and buried my face into her moonlit hair. I inhaled the scent of her skin; its spicy scent lingered in my nose and all I smelled was Leslie. I kissed her neck and shoulders tasting the sweet saltiness of her skin on my lips. I slowly pulled the sheets down, exposing her body and her small breasts. Her nipples stood up from the chill of the night air and I lightly rubbed them with my fingertips. Leslie’s head rolled to the side and a sigh escaped Her lips. I was not sure if she was awake, but I just could not get enough of her. Leslie’s body called to me.

I pull the sheet farther down until Lesli was completely naked in the moonlight. I softly kissed her sleeping face and started to glide my fingertips over her body, grazing her stomach, teasing her breasts, each nipple, and her neck. Leslie’s eyes fluttered open -- the most beautiful shade of blue, reflecting the paleness of the moon.

I leaned over and kissed her lips. I felt Leslie’s hand come around and cup the back of my neck and pull me tighter. She rolled towards me and her nipples were beacons in the night. I moved onto my knees letting the sheet fall off me. We were now both naked in the moonlight and both of us ready to make love. I straddled Leslie’s gorgeously slim body and leaned down to kiss her lips, then turned her head so I could nuzzle her ear. Leslie’s hands slid up and down my sides roaming over my taut waist and firm buttocks. As I leaned into kiss more of her neck and shoulders, our nipples touched ever so slightly and we both inhaled deeply, the anticipation of sex almost too much.

I moved down her body trailing my fingers over her body as I moved lower. Leslie’s hands slid up my body as I moved closer and closer to her belly button. The further down I moved, the more of her skin I caressed. I inhaled deeply as I stop right over her stomach. her skin was intoxicating, smelling of sweat and sex. I laid my head down to get as close to Leslie as I could. I felt her pussy throbbing against my breasts. Her hands are lost in my hair and around my face. I looked her in the eyes and Leslie look back, her face shimmering in the moonlight. I imagined the moon me as a silent watcher…. two lovers and a celestial voyeur are the only ones aware of what is happening in Leslie’s bedroom.

Her lips formed a quick smile and my heart melted further. I smiled back and moved up for one last kiss. Then, I moved down past her gorgeous neck, her perfect breasts, her flat stomach and finally stopped at her wet, hot pussy. I gently brought my tongue to her clit and I saw Leslie tilt her head back and with a sigh and she opened her legs wider. My tongue reached every part of her. I dipped my tongue inside for a quick taste. A little moan escapes Leslie’s lips and her hands begin to massage and tease her nipples.

I slowly licked up and down Leslie’s slit, stopping to suck on her reddening clit. I wanted her climax to build slowly. Her legs began to quiver, and her breath came faster. As I continued to bring her closer and closer, her body shined in the moonlight from the sweat on her skin. The heady scent of her pussy juices and sweat mingled in the air and I felt my own desire begin to build. I broke away for a moment to breathe.

In that quick respite I glanced up and Leslie’s eyes locked on mine. Before I could bring her to orgasm, Leslie grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up, leaving us in a sitting position on our knees. Leslie placed her hands gently on either side of my face and kissed me tenderly making me catch own breath. Leslie left one hand on my face and reached between my legs, pushing my legs slightly apart so she could reach my now dripping pussy.

Leslie ran her fingernail over my sensitive clit causing my body to jump away for just a moment. I brought my body closer to her and reached own hand down to her pussy. Our fingers found a way into each other and we somehow managed to stay on our knees. Our lips locked in passion and we each slipped a second finger into our lover’s pussy and begin to pull in and out slowly.

As our climaxes pushed forward faster and faster, so do we. Trying to come at the same time in each others’ arms we quivered and sweat. Leslie move her kisses to my neck and I held her tight. Her hot breath cascaded over my neck and shoulder. Our hold on reality slipped as the moon’s light makes the experience seem unreal. Our bodies glistened and squirmed against each other as our hands and fingers worked furiously.

I moved my thumb to Leslie’s clit and applied pressure to make her come sooner. Leslie did the same to me and I began to breathe harder, holding her tighter as I felt my climax begin to take over. I whispered, “I love you” into Leslie’s ear and she whispered “I love you too.” With a few more thrusts of my fingers, Leslie’s body shook, and she moaned in my ear, her body almost collapsing if not for me holding her up. Finally, her finger found my g-spot and I began to come, collapsing into Leslie’s arms. Our bodies writhed in pleasure and the room was filled with our moaning and noisy finger fucking.

We shuddered one last time and collapsed onto the bedsheets, breathing hard in each other’s arms. I kissed your neck and face until I finally found Leslie’s slightly parted lips. I breathed in her breath and kissed her one more time.

At last, after our high school years we finally found each other for a night of love-making. Though it was late and I was tired, I couldn’t let this moment pass. As we lay next to each other utterly spent, I watch the moon move over Leslie’s glistening body and smiled slightly.