From an Ace to all the Ace

[Kayla]

Osa 3


The best thing about girl bars is I can finally dress the way I really want to and no one cares. So I’m wearing my orange hooded dress with my running shoes. Would have gone braless but better safe that for the next outing. You can see my matching set of black ”love” bra and underwear from Temu through the thin orange fabric. These underwear are for pure comfort only, so they don’t support my huge rack. Let the puppies run free, I say. My hair is not completely dry yet either. My hair makes these lovely corkscrew curls when towel dry.

”Hi, nice to see you here, where have you been?” I literally just walked in to the bar and right away I’m blindsighted. Cute lady with short dark hair comes over and talks to me like we are old friends.  Am I suppose to remember her from somewhere?

”I’m sorry, have we met?” I say as my brain is working to place her. I haven’t lived here that long, I’ve met so many new people. So embarrassing not to recognize her. She’s tall too. But then again everyone is tall compared to me.

”Well, kind of. You met my girlfriend at the bonfire last month? At the midsummer festival. Come over, she’s here. Would love to catch up”

And the puzzle comes together ”Oh yeah, Emma and Julia! I remember you! Lead the way!”

This was exciting. We talked for hours with Julia at the festival. She was so much fun, but when I left it didn’t even occur to me to maybe change contact information. Why would it? I even briefly met Emma, but she was surrounded by her friends and otherwice occupied.

Following Emma to the booth I see Julia already quite boozed up. She smiles at Emma when she sees us approaching. Then her eyes find me. ”Nemi!”

Emma gestures me to sit down next to Julia. ”You guys catch up. What are you drinking, Nemi?”

”Any kind of mocktail, thanks.”

She winks at me and heads to the bar. I turn to Julia and it’s like we were old friends picking up where we left off. She is a marine biologist. Something I would have studied had I had the change. She didn’t mind me asking a million questions, then some how we ended up talking about China, which lead to flying lessons..

”Your friends at the bar say it’s your birthday” Emma is back with the drinks. She sets the mocktail infront of me. ”Happy birthday!” I scooch closer to Julia to make room for Emma who is dead set on sandwiching me in between them.

”Thank you” I grin as I’m taking a sip of my drink. It’s delicious. This is the best day of my life. I’m surprised at how comfortable these two make me feel.

”Want to play kissogram?” Emma asks with a kittenish look on her face.

Did I hear right? I look at her with rised eyebrows. My head turns to look at Julia. She’s smiling and  shrugs her shoulders. ”It’s okay to say no, if you are not into it.”

Heck. This is what I came here for.

I turn back to Emma and slowly lean in. First kiss is just a peck on the lips. It brakes the ice immediately and she puts her arm around my shoulder. I put my hand on her thigh and we are kissing like two young sweethearts reuniting after time apart. Lime, sugar and salt. ”Is that margarita I taste?” Usually I avoid alcohol in all situations.

”Yes. Does it bother you?” Emma asks. I shake my head and kiss her again.

At some point I feel fingers running down my back. I pull away from Emma and turn towards Julia. ”Hi” is all I have time to say until we too are tongue wrestling. She tastes like beer. I honestly thought I loathed beer but this doesn’t bother me slithest, quite the opposite. I can not get enough.

She holds her palm on the side of my head and I’m resting my hands on her leg she put over my leg. She’s so warm. My hands are starting to want to wander, but I’m still aware that this is a public place and I don’t do that.

The evening continues with these two passing me between them like a cigarette, me sipping my mocktail and vibing to the live music and circeling back to kissing. Eventually I straddled Emma. Her hands were on my butt. Or were those Julias hands. So many hands everywhere. Julia is sitting right next to us, running her fingers on Emmas arm and my leg.

At some point I pause for some air and take a look around. The bar is absolutely full. People are starting to be really drunk. I’m don’t think I have ever been this late at a bar before. The girls laugh when I tell them that. I don’t think this is their first time.

”There is room at my place if you guys want to spend the night” That came out of my mouth.


To be continued…

[Kayla]

Osa 4

Waking up between two women is the best thing this planet has to offer.

It’s still dark when I woke up, so not yet morning. I had to pee, of course. That’s what woke me up.  Sandwiched between these two divine beings, who would give up their spot. But there is no choise. I find my way out of the pile of arms and legs of my sleeping overnight guests and head to the bathroom.

The whole upstairs is mine. I tiptoe through the living room and turn on the moon lamp on the bathroom shelf. The light is soft, blue and dim, just enough for me to find the toilet without my eyes being scorch from my head. Exactly how I like it.

Looks like my body is still super turned on from tonights activity, since it takes a while to start peeing. My pussy seems to be mimicking a puffer fish, without the spikes obviously, and all that blood pumping through keeps the attention elsewhere. It takes some concertration but eventually the brains get the message, it’s time to pee now. I yawn as I wait for my bladder to empty.

All that happened last night/tonight was kissing. Lots of kissing. By the time we got back home to my place it was already something a.m. and since none of us are no longer in our twenties, we crashed and I have been deep asleep since my head hit the pillow. What a lovely feeling. For some one with a chronic insomnia, that rarely happens. How I envy those who can take sleep for grandet.

My comfy love underwear is perfect to sleep in. But I take off the hoodie skirt I fell asleep in and toss it on the bathroom floor. My mouth tastes stale. Before going back I rinse my mouth with mouthwash since I can’t be bothered to brush my teeth.

My spot is still there when I get back to bed. My insides are jumping in joy as I’m balancing my way back to be the ham between two pieces of toast. I’m spooning Julia as Emma is spooning me with her hand wondering up and down my side until finding a pleasing spot around my waist and giving me a squeeze before falling back asleep. Her head rests against my shoulder blades and I feel her breathing on my skin.

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Barely awake but I already know I want more. I don’t want to open my eyes, I just open my legs instead, enough for the eager hand to find it’s from the side of my underwear to the pool of my pussy juices. Right away two fingers dip as deep as they reach to tickle my insides, which makes me automatically spread my legs more and tilt my pelvis against her hand.

Emma is playing with my right boob with her mouth. It had already escaped the boob prison at some point while I was sleeping, and slipped out from it’s cup. Not that there was much keeping it in. The piercing, although softly, between her teeth sends electric down my body. My hand finds the back of her head and I push it down against my boob. She can eat it all.

Emmas hand is adventuring from hole to clit and back. I’m sure she knows how willing my clit is and how easily I would reach an orgasm right about now, but she apparently has decited to keep teasing me instead. Her mouth finds my left boob and plays with the nibble through the thing fabric, until I pull the bra aside and give her full access. Right then I feel pressure on my g-spot. I want to rock my body against her but she has me pretty well pinned down.

She pulls her hand off and sits up, her knees under her. Now I open my eyes, why did it stop?

”Turn around, on your knees” Emma commands and I obey, with a smile.

My butt up in the air, I feel the familiar play and pressure all over my pussy that is already leaking juices down my thighs. She fills my hole as much as she can. The knuckles don’t quite fit in, not for the lack of trying though! I hear the clear squelch as she is massaging the insides on my pussy, to prepare for another try. I smell myself in the air, I’ll never get tired of the way my pussy smells like.  It helps me to relax and I’m having the best time, enjoying the feeling of being stuffed!

Something makes me move my body and I lean my behind against Emmas hand and this time I can feel the knuckles as they get past the tight entrance and fill me completely! I don’t dare move now, just moan and hold still. This is new.

”You okay?” I hear Emma ask.

I manage to almost yell ”Yes” and again start moving against her hand to signal that she can continue. It was easier than forming more words.

The sounds, the smell and the fist in my vagina is almost too much. Now her other hand has found the clitoris that is desperate for some attention, and as she’s playing circles around and over it, I’m cuming hard my face in the pillow so I’m not waking up my neighbors, yet alone my roommates.

My muscles are holding on to Emmas fist, not wanting to let go. I yelp, then laugh a little, as she slowly pulls it out me. Those knuckels are causing havoc coming and going. I lay my ass back down on the bed to catch my breath.

It’s only now I realize that Julia is not on the bed. I lift my head and find her on my lazy boy next to the bed. Naked, her legs in a butterfly pose, looking flushed. Looks like she enjoyed herself while watching her girlfriend fuck me. This worked out nicely.

To maybe be continued…