I suppose I’ve always been a little obsessed with other women. For as long as I can remember I have thought about what it would be like to have sex another girl but have never had the bottle to do anything about it. My name’s Danielle and when this happened to me it was on my 19th birthday. I would describe myself as average height, slim, small breasts I have a large bottom which has always annoyed me and wear glasses. It was my 19th birthday and my friends and I decided to go out on the following Saturday night. We all did ourselves up, put on our favourite dresses and were determined to have one hell of a night. I decided to wear one of the new dresses I had bought with my birthday money. It was purple, and very very short (it barely covered my bum). My mother hated it and we had a small row before I left the house. She thought it was way too short and that I was going to attract the wrong sort of attention…how right she was. We all met at one of my friend’s house and then made our way into town. We got the usual wolf whistles from passing cars which made us all giggle but honestly, as young women we loved the attention. Going out clubbing was still relatively new to us and we found it so exciting and felt so grown up when we were mixing with the ‘adults’. We got drunk very early on and found ourselves attracting a lot of attention from the boys. I say boys, whilst in fact it was a creepy old man who spent a large portion of the night with his hand on my bum. He must have been in his 40’s, he was old enough to be my father for goodness sake! He was however quite attractive for his age and the thought of someone like me being able to ‘pull’ a mature man was a little turn on…the free drinks he bought us helped too! If I’m completely honest we did end up having a snog and doing a few things in one of the alleyways on the way to the next bar! It all happened so fast and to this day I blame the drink he was constantly pouring down my throat. His mates were chatting to mine as we were walking to the next bar. We were following closely behind. His hand was gently squeezing my bum (which I loved) when all of a sudden he pulled me into this small alleyway and started kissing me. Feeling like some seductive goddess I tried my best to pretend to know what I was doing. He was squeezing my bottom and touching my small breasts whilst we continued to kiss. He then took his hand and started rubbing my pussy. At first I felt a little scared but quickly started to enjoy it. It wasn’t long before he was fingering me but it only lasted a minute or two before we were interrupted by the back door to the pub opening and a barman throwing out some rubbish. I often wonder how far things would have gone if we weren’t disturbed. We met up with our friends at the next place and they were asking me what had happened. I told them and they were all shocked and couldn’t believe I had allowed him to do that too me. I felt really good up until the point I saw him telling his mates about it. He was pushing his fingers in front of their noses and laughing which made me feel a little embarrassed and quite upset. We quickly left the bar in order to get away from them. This is where I met Jane. Jane was a friend of my mothers and I had met her on a few occasions but hadn’t seen her in years. I think the last time we saw one another was when I was still at secondary school. I use to get on with her really well and it wasn’t long until we were laughing and joking. She was out with a few work colleagues but most of them were now going home. The time at this point must have been 1am. My friends shouted across the bar and said they were going to the nightclub. I said I would meet them there as I was still chatting with Jane. She picked up on the fact that I was still a little upset from what happened earlier and asked what the matter was. I explained that some ‘boy’ had kissed me and now he was bragging to his mates about it (I left out the part about him being in his 40’s and that he had touched me down there). She was really understanding and tried her best to cheer me up. She started to rub my arm which felt nice. She went on to tell me that she didn’t have to put up with silly boys and that women were a lot nicer. I had known for years that she was gay. My father used to wind my mother up about the two of them spending ‘so much time together’. I always found these jokes a little offensive because Jane was such a lovely woman and in truth the thought of us being together had often cropped up in my head. I would describe her as tall, with a lot of curves but she was quite toned. She had lovely large breasts, much bigger than mine and had really sexy hips. Her hair was brown, quite long and she had a very beautiful face. High cheek bones, a lovely rosey red colour and large blue eyes. She really was the perfect example of what a ‘real’ woman should look like. She looked quite young considering she was in her early 40’s When I was younger I use to find myself fantasising about what it would be like to have sex with her. Quite often when I was trying to sleep at night or in particular when I was in the bath I use to close my eyes and pretend she was making love to me. The very first time I masturbated I was thinking about Jane’s gorgeous body and what I would love to do to it. Seeing her all these years later really stirred up some genuine feelings I had towards her. With the drink flowing through my body I suddenly started thinking about her once again in a sexual nature. She was telling me about her new girlfriend Sarah and how they met but hadn’t been going out long. I was honestly a little jealous. The thought of her with another woman really upset me…I wanted to be with her. Jane was still rubbing my arm at this point and she had her hand on my leg. We were sat next to one another in a booth. She was telling me it would be alright and that one day I would find someone who will make me feel wonderful. She then leant across and gave me a big hug. I was pulled towards those large breasts. My face was literally inches away from them and I could smell the most amazing scent coming from her body. Whatever that perfume was it got me a little excited. The hug seemed to last a lot longer than it should, when we eventually pulled away there was an awkward pause. There was definitely some sort of chemistry between the two of us but I didn’t know what to do next. She muttered something and I just sat there smiling at her. I couldn’t take my eyes of her breasts. They were so big and the dress she was wearing really emphasising them. She must have seen me looking at them because she asked whether I liked them. I remember saying something like “yes, they’re gorgeous. I wish mine were like yours.” I noticed that Jane was now starting at my breasts, and then she looked down towards my crotch. She made a comment about how lovely mine were and that she loved my dress. She even said I looked really sexy. When I heard her use those words I felt my pussy tingle a little. She took my hand and gave it a rub and I instinctively moved closer to her. It was a very awkward moment, I wasn’t really sure what to do. Was there something going on between us? Or am I just misreading the situation? Either way I was starting to get a little excited. I rested my head on her shoulder saying that I felt tired. By now I was pretty drunk and was struggling to focus on bottle of wine in front of us. I also felt really sleepy. I must have put my hand on her lap because I felt her grab it and pull me up. I looked up at her, our faces were inches apart…and then before I knew it she kissed me. My entire body shook with excitement as Jane softly kissed me on my teenage lips. At first I was a little shocked but quickly came to my senses and started to respond. I allowed her tongue into my mouth and we shared quite a long passionate snog. I felt her hands on my leg, she was slowly rubbing them. I put my hands on her lap hip and gently rubbed her two, mimicking what she was doing. She broke away and apologised. She said this was wrong and I shouldn’t be doing this to such a young girl. I smiled and said I liked it and then blurted out that I had fancied her ever since I was a little girl. Jane smiled but also looked a little shocked, she obviously felt uncomfortable with my admission. But then all of a sudden she leant back in and kissed me more aggressively this time. I responded and grabbed the back of the neck in an excitement. I was so turned on to be kissing her, it’s all that I’ve fantasised about ever since I was a young girl and now it was slowly becoming a reality. We were interrupted by a loud cheer from a guy who was walking past our booth. Jane looked embarrassed and asked whether I wanted to go somewhere more private. I smiled and eagerly said “yes, where do you want to go?” “My house?” she said. I couldn’t believe my ears, was she inviting me round to her place? What on earth was going to happen I wondered? We quickly left the bar and hopped into the nearest taxi. Jane opened the door and led me into the living room. She took my hand and pulled me towards her and once again we resumed our snog. Things were getting a lot more heated now, she started rubbing my bottom which I loved and I duly returned the favour. She broke away and said how guilty she felt for doing this. She had known me since I was a little girl and never imagined I would grow up into such a beautiful young woman. I blushed at the compliment, it meant a lot coming from Jane, the woman I had idolised for so many years. She led me upstairs to her bedroom where she removed my dress. She stood there for a moment looking at me. She then started kissing my neck and unhooked my bra. She tossed it one side and pushed me back onto her double bed. I let out a playful squeal as she straddled me. I couldn’t believe what was happening but was loving every minute. Jane squeezed my small girlish breasts before seductively sucking on them. She licked around my nipple before taking them in her mouth, she even nibbled on them a bit which drove me crazy. She sat up and slowly removed her dress. Revealing her succulent breasts, her bra was struggling to contain them. She removed her bra so that we were now both just wearing our knickers. She then lay down on the bed and ushered me over to her. She asked me to suck on her breasts whilst she held me tightly against her bosom. “that’s it honey, suck on mummy’s breasts.” She whispered as I took one in my mouth. Her hand wandered down towards my knickers, she stuck her hand underneath them and slowly started to rub my soaking wet pussy. “Somebodies pleased to see me” she said in a really sexy tone. For the next 10 minutes she continued to finger me whilst I sucked on her large breasts. I was moaning quite loudly as Jane finger fucked my 19 year old pussy. She then stopped and asked whether she could taste me. I nodded, so she got up and made her way to the end of the bed. She removed my knickers and gave them a sniff. I watched as she inhaled my scent. She looked like she was sniffing some sort of drug, her eyes rolled back and she remained still for a brief moment. Jane then laid down on her belly and parted my legs. She seductively started to kiss the inside of my legs, making her way towards my pussy. She once again inhaled deeply, smelling my young scent. She licked my clit briefly as if she was teasing me. I was shaking in anticipation, I needed her to give my pussy some much needed attention. Jane then went down on me, licking around my fanny. It felt incredible, I was so turned on at this moment. I grabbed the back of her head and forced her further onto me, I desperately needed to get off. I had never felt this horny before. The next few minutes were a blur. Jane inserted two fingers into my fanny and was fucking me again whilst her mouth was locked tightly on my clit. Her free hand had made its way up to my breasts and was tightly squeezing them. I was in pure ectasy as my mums friend continued to pleasure me. I could feel myself climaxing. My entire body shook as multiple orgasms ripped through my young body. I was shaking as wave after wave passed through me. I couldn’t stop swearing, Jane was unrelenting, she stayed at the foot of the bed, her face buried into my sensitive pussy. I couldn’t stop cumming it was so intense. Eventually the pleasure subsided, I felt myself returning to normality. My new lover was still tending to my young pussy. She seemed obsessed and wouldn’t stop licking and softly biting it. I had to ask her to stop and come up here to kiss me. Jane smiled as she crawled towards me. We embraced each other one more time before she turned the lights off and went to sleep. I think we spent the entire night clinging to one another, I didn’t want to let go. My fantasy had finally become a reality. This was the start of a beautiful period in my life…