A Woman's Touch by Laura Lovecraft Page B

eyes had widened and I was sure my mouth had dropped open at the sight of her bare breasts. Her large milky white globes were well rounded and her nipples pink and swollen. The redhead gave them a quick pinch causing her to yelp, before pulling her top back up.
    That yelp had sent a thrill through me and was quickly followed by another when the blonde playfully pulled her thong to the side showing off her pussy and the small patch of golden hair above it. Her fingers slid up and down her lips several times, and much to the appreciation of the women watching, before she slipped the thong back into place. The song wound down and turning in her lover’s embrace, the blonde wrapped her arms around her and pulled her into another deep kiss that included them putting on a show of their tongues sliding across each other.
    There was a round of applause as they walked hand in hand back to their table and turning back to the bar I picked up my glass of wine and gulped it down in several long swallows. My hand was shaking and I had become aware of a growing wet patch between my legs. I stared down at the bar not making eye contact with anyone and trying to understand what I was feeling. How could watching two women have caused such arousal?
    Jill came back and appeared upset. In an indignant tone she told me she had been lewdly hit on in the bathroom and said she wanted to leave. I agreed, but for the opposite reason. Whereas she was offended I was hornier than I’d been in years and wasn’t sure I was comfortable with it. I probably should have just walked out with her, but instead I found myself curious to see if I would get any attention.
    Telling Jill I had to use the bathroom I made my way across the club. I was moving slowly and admittedly putting some extra swing into my hips. I felt like a giddy young girl when I did indeed see a couple of women look my way and flash me welcoming smiles. I was wearing my usual ensemble of a knee length gray skirt and a white button up blouse. Neither article of clothing did anything flattering for me and I found myself wishing I was dressed more provocatively.
    That was another uncharacteristic thought and I felt as if I were just now discovering a part of myself that had lain hidden all these years. When I walked into the bathroom I was confronted by the sight of two women playing right there in front of me. One woman was sitting on the sink with her skirt up and her smallish tits propped out of the top of her shirt. The other woman was on her knees her face buried between the thighs of the first woman.
    Her feet were on her shoulders and I could see her lovers arm moving back and forth and could just imagine her fingers pumping her pussy. This was more amazing than the dance floor. Neither woman noticed me right way. The brunette on the counter had her head back and her eyes closed, moaning and running her fingers through the other woman’s light brown hair. I stopped in my tracks and even though everything in me said to turn and walk out the door I stood rooted to the spot.
    My eyes moved wildly, trying to take in everything at once. The look of ecstasy on the face of the woman on the counter, her eyes closed, her cheeks flush and soft sighs of pleasure coming emanating from her parted lips. Her rosy nipples were erect and her small perky tits coated in sweat. Her thighs were wrapped around the head of the other woman, but I could hear her lips smacking as she sucked on her.
    Her skirt was pulled up as well and I saw her hand between her legs playing with her pussy while she licked her girlfriends. Like the woman on the dance floor, she wasn’t wearing underwear and the way she was squatting showed her pussy off well from behind. I watched her rubbing her clit in circles with two fingers and could hear her moaning between her lover’s thighs.
    “Oh, honey!” the woman called out, “Fuck yeah, suck that clit, oh…oh just a little more!”
    I’d taken a step back hoping not to be