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Melanie (30) meets Tiffany (30)

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The tires of her Audi R8 spit up gravel as she flew down the old country road. Normally, she would have winced at every single pebble she heard hit the undercarriage of her newest car. Tonight however, Melanie was too distracted by what she saw in her rearview mirror. She was sure that she kept seeing the same headlights behind her every time she turned. She wouldn’t have even been on this god forsaken gravel road if it wasn’t for that damn pickup. It was a beige 80’s model Ford pickup. She remembered seeing it when she left Sally’s, the only restaurant in this backwater town, as well as the most trendy bar it seemed. As the gravel road took a sharp curve to the right, Melanie saw a long, dark driveway after the curve. Exactly what she had been looking for. Without thinking twice, Mel turned her car into the driveway and shut off all the lights. She drove another fifty yards up the driveway before shutting off the car. She did not know how far behind the truck was tailing her, but her eyes were glued to her rearview mirror.

Tap tap tap

“Ahhh!” Melanie screamed as someone tapped a flashlight on her driver window.

“What are you doing?” The muffled stranger’s voice asked through the window. Melanie reached into her purse and grabbed her pepper spray before rolling down the window.

Melanie sighed in relief at seeing a blonde woman in her late twenties peering through her window. “Oh thank God. I need your help.” Mel said in a rush. “I-I was at Sally’s restaurant for dinner and a pickup started following me when I left a-and they kept following me, so I turned into your driveway to try and duck away from them and then you caught me. Can you help me?” It all came out in a rush as Mel got out the essential details.

“Oh lord, which truck was it? Are they driving a beige Ford?” The cute blondie asked.

“That’s exactly them!” Melanie squeaked in concern.

“Well, it’s a good thing I was out here fixing a fence post, otherwise I might not have seen you!” Then, without another word, she hoisted a sledgehammer over her shoulder and walked back down the driveway, swaying her hips confidently.

A few moments later, Melanie heard raised voices coming from the end of the driveway. Although she could not make out any words, she knew one voice to be the cute country girl, and the other voice was a deeper masculine voice. Before too long, the sound of metal smashing into metal reached Mel’s ears accompanied by loud curses and quickly followed by the sound of tires spinning on gravel. Pepper spray still in hand, Mel stuck her head out the window and much to her relief, saw her blonde savior coming back towards her, sledgehammer still in hand.

“They shouldn’t bother you anymore while you’re in town.” She shouted as she came closer to Mel. “I don’t know what got into them, but I set them straight and sent them home.”

“Oh my god, thank you so much!” Mel said with a sigh of relief. “Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?”

“Oh honey, there is really nothing to make up. Any decent person would have done the same thing.” The girl said. “I can see you’re still pretty shaken up, would you like to come up to the house for a cup of coffee so you can calm down?”

“I appreciate the offer, but I really should be trying to find a hotel room, it’s getting a little late.”

“A hotel room at this time of night? Lady, if you didn’t have a room booked four hours ago, there’s no chance you will get one now.” Said the woman. “Why don’t you come up to the house, unwind for a little bit while I make up the spare bedroom and we can see about getting you a hotel for tomorrow night.”

“Well thank you for that I suppose.” Melanie wasn’t crazy about spending the night at a stranger’s home, but she did suppose it was better than sleeping in her car in this backwater town. “I do need to ask you one question first.”

“Oh okay, I suppose you can ask me anything you’d like, I’m an open book!”

“What’s your name?”

“I suppose that’s the most reasonable question I have ever been asked!” She laughed. “My name is Tiffany, but please call me Tiff.” Tiffany said with a wink.

“Well thank you for everything Tiff. I’m Melanie.”

Melanie found herself sitting in a gorgeous farmhouse dining room at a solid oak table, that could easily seat fifteen people for dinner, as Tiffany poured steaming water from the tea pot to steep the chamomile tea she had insisted she make for Melanie.

“I noticed you have a large home and space for a lot of people at your table, do you have a lot of family that lives here?” Melanie asked as Tiffany made her way to the table with two steaming cups of tea.

“This was my parents house and the house I grew up in. I have a large family, but once my parents passed, my siblings decided to move out of the area and pursue their dreams elsewhere. I didn’t have it in me to give up the house, so I decided to move in and keep the place up. Family comes to visit often enough so the space is still necessary, but for the most part it’s just me in this big old house.” Tiffany smiled as she set a red ceramic coffee cup in front of Melanie.

“Thank you,” Melanie smiled as she sipped the chamomile,”this is just what I needed.”

The two women sipped their tea in contemplative silence across the table from each other. Melanie’s mind was calming down from all the excitement of the evening and she let her eyes wander over to her hostess and she realized how fit this woman was. Her arms and shoulders were not overly muscular, but were well toned from what Mel assumed was hard farm work. Tiff only had a wife beater on since it had been a fairly warm summer night, and the tightness of the tank top showed off a very flat midsection.

Abs had a way of turning Melanie on. She crossed her legs. ‘You can’t be thinking about this right now Mel. It’s not right.’ Melanie told herself as her recent curiosities started to peak again. Melanie had never considered herself a lesbian, but recently she found herself getting aroused when she saw the sexy legs and abs and chests of women instead of men like usual. She didn’t have anything against lesbians or bisexuals, she just never expected the attraction to show up in herself.

“Are you okay?” Tiffany asked. “You look like something is bothering you.” Melanie had not realized that her confusion was playing like a show on her face.

“O-oh yeah, I’m fine.” Melanie responded, “just working some things out in my head.”

“I have found that talking things out can go a long way in working through your problems. Would you like to share with a stranger you just met half an hour ago?” Tiffany asked playfully, not putting pressure on Melanie, but trying to help at the same time.

“I don’t want to bother you with my problems. Plus it’s kind of embarrassing. I don’t want to make things uncomfortable.” Melanie admitted.

“Trust me Mel, there is nothing you could tell me that would bother me or make things uncomfortable. Really, you can talk to me about what is on your mind.” Tiffany insisted.

“If you’re sure, then I suppose sharing with you might make things a little more clear.” Melanie admitted. “Over the last few months I feel like I have been seeing things differently. Things I used to like I don’t pay much attention to, and things I didn’t really notice before have been getting my attention.”

“Any things in particular?” Tiffany asked, wanting to know more.

“Well yeah, there has been one thing in particular that has changed.”

“And that would be?”

“I haven’t told anyone this, but it’s about who I am attracted to. You know, sexually.” Melanie could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she admitted it for the first time.

“What do you mean? Is there some new guy or something that you have your eye on?” Tiffany asked, not catching on to what Melanie was saying.

“No, not like that.” Melanie went on slowly. “As in, not any guys at all anymore.”

“Melanie, are you telling me that you are attracted to women?” Tiffany cracked a sly smile as she asked.

“I don’t know what to think anymore!” Melanie said in a rush, “I have always found men attractive, but they just don’t do it for me anymore. I just seem to lose myself when a gorgeous woman walks by. I feel like I am going through puberty again and relearning things about myself.” Melanie was starting to panic at the wondered of sharing this much intimate information with a complete stranger.

“So if you are attracted to women, then what do you think about… me?” Tiffany asked, eyes gleaming.

“Y-you? I-I guess I’m not sure what to say.” Melanie’s face was burning now and she couldn’t bring herself to look at Tiffany, lest she give away what she truly wondered.

“Be honest with me Melanie, have you been checking me out tonight?”

“No! I mean, maybe? I definitely noticed some things about you, but I wasn’t trying to be inappropriate or anything, it’s just that you keep yourself very fit and I like noticing that kind of thing.” Melanie was now in a full on panic. Maybe she should just get in her car and leave. She could just drive all night and not look back.

“So, what do you find attractive about me?” Tiffany asked.

“What? You really want to know?” Melanie asked, dumbfounded.

“Of course I do! It is flattering to be seen as sexy.” Tiffany insisted. “What do you like?”

“Well, the first thing I noticed was how fit you are and how flat your tummy is. Abs really get me turned on.”

Pulling up her tank top slowly, Tiffany said,”My abs aren’t all that pronounced, but I do work hard to keep a flat midsection.” Her shirt was now all bunched up right under her breasts.

“I have to admit, I was watching your ass as you walked down the driveway. I was terrified, but I still saw that you have an amazing ass.” Melanie stared intently as Tiffany stood, turning so Melanie could get a full view of what appeared to be a very firm ass.

Tiffany slowly walked around the table and asked quietly, “Do you want to see for yourself how firm it is?”

“N-No, that’s alright.” Melanie gulped down a lump in her throat to keep her from screaming “YES! Give me a piece of that ass!”

“What else?”

“Your boobs. They look absolutely perfect.”

“Surely, you want to grab them, right?” Tiffany asked knowingly as she slowly peeled the tank top off her torso, exposing a pair of full and perky breasts.

Instinctively, Melanie’s hand touched Tiffany’s breast, lightly brushing her thumb over the pink nipple.

“Mmm, that feels nice.” Tiffany moaned. “Tell me Mel, have you ever been with a woman before?”

“No, I have not had the opportunity come up yet.” Melanie responded, mesmerized by the nipple that was hardening under the pressure of her thumb.

“You know, it’ll get even harder if you use your tongue.” Tiffany recommended. Without any hesitation, Melanie leaned forward and slowly drew a circle around Tiffany’s nipple with her tongue. “Mmm that feels nice.” Tiffany moaned. Boldly and unrequested, Melanie drew the whole nipple and part of the breast into her mouth, sucking and swirling her tongue as if it were the only thing that would satisfy her thirst. Gasping, Tiffany pulled Melanie’s face into her chest, enjoying the surprising vigor with which Melanie was gonna town on her nipple.

“Fuck, that feels good.” Tiffany breathed, “Are sure you have never done this before?”

“Only in my mind.” Came Melanie’s quick reply, not wanting to take her lips from the succulent nipples.

“Woah woah woah.” Tiffany said, tipping Melanie’s chin up to meet her eyes. “Let’s just slow down a little bit, cowgirl. I really need to take a shower before we go any… Further. If you know what I mean.”

Coming out of her trance-like state, Melanie nodded her head to acknowledge that she at least heard what Tiff had said. Sitting back in her chair, Mel looked up at Tiffany, expecting to see her walk away but to her surprise, Tiffany grabbed her hand and asked, “Well, aren’t you coming with me?”

Melanie fingered through the plush selection of towels as Tiffany turned the water on. As she was running her fingers over a soft, lilac towel she hoped to use, she felt Tiffany’s arms wrap around her with her hands sliding inside her shirt and up to cup her breasts. With a good firm squeeze, Tiffany kissed the base of her neck and whispered into her ear, “I sure am lucky those idiot boys decided to be extra dumb and chase you out here tonight. I’ll have to thank them sometime.” With that, Tiffany pressed her up against the stack of towels, one hand massaging Melanie’s breast harder while the other hand found its way into the front of her jeans and quickly was rubbing little circular motions on her sensitive clitoris.

Melanie moaned and bit her lip as she wasn’t expecting the sudden change of speed. Tiffany’s fingers felt so good on her clit that she wanted to touch her back, but was not able to due to being pinned against the supple towels, so she resorted to grinding her ass against Tiffany’s crotch, to express her gratitude.

Knowing Melanie wanted more, Tiffany undid Mel’s pants and slid them down along with the lacy black thong that was underneath. Tiffany firmly pressed her hand on Mel’s back, forcing her to lean over at the waist. She then got on her knees and started running her tongue between Melanie’s slightly spread legs.

“Holy fuck.” Melanie quivered as she felt Tiffany’s warm, soft tongue caress her already sodden pussy. Tiffany’s tongue deftly went from pleasing her clit to pressing more firmly into her pussy and even explored the edges of her ass where Mel had never been pleased before.

Melanie’s moans grew louder and more frequent until Tiffany gently removed herself. Melanie took a moment to briefly compose herself then turned around to see Tiffany with her shirt already off and quickly working on her pants. With a ‘come and get me’ look, Tiffany stepped into the now steaming shower, leaving Melanie with her pants around her ankles and shirt still on. Without a second wondered, Melanie finished stripping her clothes off and tossed them into the corner. Opening the large glass shower door, Melanie stepped into a world of heat and steam. The shower was larger than she expected, being able to take multiple steps across the now warm tile to where Tiffany was seated on a built-in bench, lathering her soft skin with soap while watching Melanie come towards her. Without a word, Melanie went to her knees in front of Tiffany and ,separating her knees, hungrily found a soapy pussy that she had been lusting for for what seemed forever at this point. The steaming water was gently spraying on her back as she worked her tongue over that sensitive clit. Melanie gently brought her middle finger up and traced it along the outside of her vagina. Although Tiffany’s body was soaked from the shower, Melanie knew she was making her wet. Gently, Melanie slowly slid her finger inside of Tiffany, eliciting a moan of pleasure and causing her to involuntarily squeeze her pussy around Tiffany’s fingers. Tiffany moved her tongue faster, in a circular motion around Mel’s clit as Melanie lightly rocked her hips into Tiffany’s face. Tiffany grabbed her head with both hands, begging Melanie for more as Melanie fingered her faster and faster, adding a second finger to fill Tiffany’s pussy with pleasure.

In a sudden burst of ecstasy, Tiffany back pressed against the wall and her body quivered in waves of pleasure as she orgasmed. Her hands full of Melanie’s hair, she gasped in pleasure for what seemed an eternity.

Knowing what had just happened, Melanie gently removed herself from Tiffany, causing unintentional quivers as she removed her spent tongue from Tiffany’s now overly sensitive clitoris. Melanie leaned back against the shower wall as the both took the time to catch their breath, letting the still steaming water pour over their bodies.

After a brief respite, Tiffany stood up and turned off the water. Helping Melanie to her feet, she handed her a towel. It was the lilac one that Melanie was craving earlier.

“Are you sure you have never done that before? You seemed like you knew what you were doing down there.” Tiffany said.

“I swear, it was my first time. I only imagined what I would enjoy, and hoped that you would enjoy it as well.” Melanie said, shyly accepting the compliment.

Grabbing Melanie’s hand again, “Well let me show you what I enjoy.” Both wrapped in towels Tiffany led her out of the shower and down the hallway to a gorgeous farmhouse bedroom with an huge bed that looked like heaven to lie in.

“Do you trust me?” Tiffany asked.

“I barely know you.” Was Melanie’s response.

“True,” Tiffany chuckled, “but do you trust me?”

“I don’t know why, but yes, I do. I trust you without a doubt.”

“Then put this on and lie down on the bed.” Tiffany ordered as a blindfold magically appeared in her hand.

Obeying the woman she just put her trust in, Melanie took the blindfold, put it over her eyes, and laid back on the bed.

NSFW: yes

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