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Date: Sat, 15 Jan 1994 09:15:30 GMT
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			The First Time
			(A Fantasy)


     
     My first experience with another woman was when I was eighteen.
     
     My family had gone to a big party at my uncle's house. There I met my
aunt's sister who shared with me a love for horses. She was about twenty-seven,
single and very well off. She lived by herself in her house California. I had
April week's vacation coming up and she invited me to visit her for the week.
I jumped at the chance and my parents agreed.

     Judy met me late Sunday night at the airport. She was dressed to kill,
but for whom I had no idea at the time. She wore shore white boots at one end
of her shapely legs and a mid-thigh length white leather skirt at the other. A
pretty red blouse was open just enough to give anyone who cared to look flashes
of her breasts. Her blonde hair was styled to frame her pretty face and her
makeup and jewelry were impeccable. I had worn jeans and a plain blouse, but
still she said that I looked good.

     We got my bags and she let me drive her rag-top to her home. She owned an
acre and a half with a beautiful two story house on it. We got in very late and
I was very tired, having crossed three time zones. Judy promised me that we'd
go riding in the morning. She helped me bring my bags to my room, helped unpack
and said good night. I took a shower and, feeling a freedom I didn't often get
at home, slipped into bed nude.

     When I woke up in the morning, there was a package on the dresser with a
note on top. "Kathy," the note read, "I thought that you'd look good in these.
The sizes should be right, I checked with your mother. Love, Judy." I tore open
the package and to my delight, found a complete new riding outfit. I slipped on
some cotton panties, and quickly washed and put on my makeup before trying the
outfit on. When I was dressed, I turned to admire myself in the mirror.

     On my head, my long strawberry hair was topped by a black riding cap. On
the bottom, I had knee high black leather boots, which were beautiful. My legs
and ass were covered by extremely tight white denim riding pants. My small
breasts bounced freely under a white turtleneck blouse. And over that I had a
bright red riding jacket. I thought I looked good! Like some english country
lady about to got out for a fox hunt. I put on a pair of crystal ear rings
that set off my green eyes and went downstairs.

     In the kitchen I found Judy looking every bit as good as I did. She was
dressed in an identical outfit except her blazer was green. We had a quick
yogurt breakfast, packed a picnic and headed out for the stables where she
had reserved the horses.

     Judy had rented us two beautiful mares that day at a large farm in the
mountains to the east of where she lived. It was a lovely day for a ride and
we toured the park all morning. At lunch, we stopped at a private spot and had
bread and a lot of wine. As I got up after eating, my leg cramped up on me.
     
     "Here, let me get that for you." Judy offered.
     
     "Oh, please." I said. "I guess that I haven't used those muscles in a
while."
     
     "Lie back down," she said and I did. She began rubbing the cramp in my
leg expertly.
     
     "God, that feels good Judy," I said. "I seem to have a lot of muscles
that are aching now. My ass is killing me too!"

     "Well, why don't you take off your pants and I'll give you a better rub
down."
     
     "Here?" I exclaimed, looking around. "Won't someone see."
     
     Judy laughed, "Don't worry about it. This is California. Besides, no one
is around during the day on a Monday."

     I agreed and took off my jacket, boots, and pants. Soon I sat there in my
blouse and panties. Judy gave me a good look once over. I'm sure she noticed
that my crotch was wet. Horse riding always makes me horny.

     "Don't just sit there looking pretty," she said, "Lie down and relax."
     
     She started on my back and moved on down. The wine I had drunk had gone
to my head, but I was kind of thinking that something strange was going on. So
I wasn't surprised when she reached my ass and started rubbing it like she was
trying to turn me on.

     A million thoughts went through my head. What should I do? I'm not a
lesbian! But she is pretty, and she seems to think I am. But this is weird. I
wonder what it would be like. Imagine what your friends would say. God that
feels good! The boys will avoid you. But they have never been that good anyway.
She is pretty!

     I moaned.
     
     That was all the encouragement she needed. She stopped pretending and
slid her hand between my legs. No boy had ever made it feel this good. She
knew how and where and when to rub me. The pressure was building in me and
then, suddenly, she stopped.

     "Kathy," she whispered, "Roll over."
     
     I did and looked up into her brown eyes. She leaned over and kissed me a
long sensuous, open mouth, tongue on tongue kiss. And I kissed back. It felt
good. Her lips were soft and full. "Your very pretty." she said when the kiss
was over.

     "Maybe," I said, mostly out of breath. "But your beautiful! I wish I
could look like you. I wish I knew how to dress and wear things like you do."

     "We'll work on that with a few other things...." And she kissed me again.
Then she moved down my body, kissing me through my shirt, and then oh yes!
through my panties.

     "You smell good too, Kathy." She said, then as she started to pull off
my panties she stopped and looked at me. I realized that we had reached
another turning point. I could stop now and go back. But as I looked at her
kneeling, still fully dressed, between my legs, looking at me that way, I
knew that I could refuse her nothing.

     She seemed to read my approval and pulled my panties off. She smiled,then
murmuring something about loving natural redheads, she brought that smile
down to my pussy.

     It was like she knew me. She brought me off immediately, and then again
in another minute. I was writhing around moaning and calling, "No!" and "Yes!"
over and over. The boys I had dated had never made me come, they lost interest
after they came. I had often taken care of myself after the dates, bringing
myself off with my hand at home in bed, but that was minor compared with this.
Judy made me come like I had never come before. She came back up to my face
and I kissed her. She tasted like me, like my hand tasted when I masturbated.

     "Let's go back to my house, love. If you keep screaming like that we will
attract attention."

     "But I want to do something for you." I protested.
     
     She laughed. "Don't worry about that now. Just get dressed. Here." and
she handed me my pants. But she put my panties in her saddle bag. "A
souvenir," she smiled and said as I looked at her questioningly.

     We got the horses from their tie up and hurried back to the stables. I
couldn't wait to get home. I wanted so badly to do for her what she had done
for me.

     The drive home seemed endless. I didn't know what she had in store for me
at home, but I knew it would be good. Judy kept making small talk, asking me
if I wanted to go shopping, what I liked for dinner, what kinds of cars I
liked. I kept up my end ok, but I kept wondering what she looked like without
her clothes. I had never really thought that about a woman before.

     I found out soon after we got home. As soon as we got in the door, Judy
grabbed me around the waist and pulled me close to give me a long, slow kiss.
When she let up, I was out of breath. That started her giggling. "C'mon love.
Let's go up to my room." she said before I could catch my breath. And, with
both of us laughing, she led me by the hand upstairs and toward her bedroom.

     Judy's bedroom was good size and had a king size bed in the middle of it.
The wall length closet was covered with mirrors, and that made the room look
twice as large. Judy stopped in front of her bed and kissed me.

     Then she quickly took off my boots, shirt and pants, leaving me naked.
She pushed me down on the bed then stood above me and took off her clothes,
all except for her small red panties. "If you want what's in here, you'll have
to take these off yourself," she said. Then she lay down on the bed next to me
and I rolled on top of her.

     I started kissing her. Her tits pressed into mine, rubbing our nipples
back and forth. I was still turned on from before and getting more so all the
time. I had to feel her body and do for her what she had done for me at the
park. I moved away from her mouth, down her perfect neck, to her nipples. "Oh,
they're cute," I said as I started to suck on them and play with them. She
moaned, "yes, yes." I flicked her nipples back and forth with my tongue and
nibbled at them. Her moaning grew deeper.

     I got the impression that she would like me to do this for hours, but I
wanted to get to her pussy, and taste her! I left her tits and moved down her,
past her belly button to her crotch. She smelled of the leather saddle, but
that didn't mask the other odor she was putting out. I had sometimes wondered
how another woman would taste, why men seemed to like it. Now I was about to
find out!

     Little blonde hairs stuck out from her panties as I rubbed her pussy
through them. "It's so soft and smooth," I mummered, "not like the boys!"

     "Much better," she replied.
     
     I pulled her panties down as she gently raised her hips so I could get
them off. I remembered the times I had done that so the boys could get my
panties off. Her blonde pussy was wet with her juice. It was fascinating. This
was the first time I had been so close to another woman's pussy, or had paid
any attention to one at all. The pink lips of her slit were plainly visible
through the light hair. The smell was enticing. I wanted to explore it fully.

     I wasted no more time. With a smile of delight on my face, I dived for
her opening. It was delicious. Far better than I imagined. I licked around her
whole pussy, wanting the taste of all of it. Judy was squirming under me. "Oh
Kathy, Kathy, yes, Kathy" she kept saying. I experimented with using my tongue
and my lips. I rubbed with my fingers. I sucked and I licked. Then she grabbed
my head and pulled me closer to her pussy and held me there. She screamed in
delight and her muscles tensed and relaxed quickly over and over. I was glad
that I could make her come.

     "Come up here, and let me kiss you," she said, when the contractions were
through. I slid my way slowly up her body, rubbing my tits against what ever I
could. "Yes, Kathy, we are going to have fun this week!" and she kissed me.
And kissed me again, and again. She licked around my mouth, tasting herself on
my face. Then she rolled me over, and we quickly tangled into a sixty-nine,
with Judy on top of me. I reached up and played with her ass, and we both
quickly came again.

     We hugged, and kissed, and petted for a while longer and I was completely
entranced. I would do almost anything to keep this feeling going all week.
Judy finally said, "You seem to be enjoying yourself. I thought that you
would. This is only the beginning you know. I can teach you a lot about loving
women. Would you like me to?"

     "If it all feels this good, you bet I do!"
     
     "Do you trust me enough to do what I tell you and go along with things
even when your not sure of what's going on. I promise that you won't be sorry."

     I looked into her eyes, and saw enough to say, "Yes, whatever you say."
     
     She kissed me. "Good. We are going to have a fun week. We may even get in
some more horse back riding. But first, a shower, and then some shopping. Then
I'm taking you out for an evening you won't forget."

(End)

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