Dull Surprise, by Blue Sleighty © MY
SECRET OBSESSION 2011
IS AN ADULT STORY WITH ADULT THEMES DEPICTING LESBIAN SEXUAL
ACTS. IF IT IS NOT LEGAL FOR YOU TO READ STORIES OF THIS
NATURE, OR IF IT OFFENDS YOU- LEAVE NOW.
leapt with a sudden rush, and a big smile lit my face as
I anticipated my new girlfriend, Joie's, return from Louisiana.
She had been visiting her mother in Lafayette where all of
her family had lived for many generations. I love Louisiana.
I like the whole laid back attitude. The relaxed approach
to life was more accepting and less stressful. And that was
one of the things that I liked about Joie and the others
in her large, good-naturedly-rowdy, family. There were nine
siblings born to her mother, who raised them all by herself.
All but Joie and her older sister remained in Lafayette surrounded
by the love and care of their tight knit and supportive relatives.
They were so laid back, though. that there were times when
I thought that if they were any slower, they would be in
reverse. And, although in no hurry, Joie was a perfectionist,
very fastidious and sharp as a tack. She expected no less
than top performance from everyone at all times. On this
subject, we occasionally butted heads. I had a tendency to
over perform, and then slack on my profits.
I had met
Joie at a neighborhood lesbian bar, where I had been going
on occasion for many years. Though our initial attraction
was purely physical, I had grown very fond of Joie very fast.
We had an intense and doubtful start, really. But, it was
not long before our relationship firmed up and we realized
our mutual interests, and soon we were together as much as
life would allow. I don't know what I fell in love with first-
her androgynous great looks, with shining jet black hair
and eyes, or her intelligent, quick wit. She was funny as
hell, and did outrageous things. And she liked to wear hats.
A panama in the summer, and a fedora in the winter. She pulled
it off beautifully, because she was the perfect build, and
pretty enough. Tall and thin, with chiseled features. Large,
dark deep set eyes, and full, soft lips surrounded by jet
black hair, that chose to fall in ringlets, when it had its
I had a powerful electric current arching between us. Our
attraction to each other and our appetite for sex kept us
in a constant state of arousal, it seemed. When Joie crossed
my mind, which was often, the excitement that shocked through
often left me wet with desire for her. My active mind fought
off intruding graphic images of sex with Joie- flashes of
scenes from nights gone by, filled with intense pleasure
and breathtaking passion. I could feel her touch, if I concentrated.
I had to fight off the urge to indulge myself in the distraction.
I fought to stay focused.
We were obsessed.
The more sex we had together, the more we wanted- until soon,
life's focus seemed to be our sexual desire for each other,
and how to find time to have more of it. Every other responsibility
seemed a resented intrusion on our private time together.
We even scheduled our sleep to include sex before work, and
after work. We just couldn't get enough of each other.
in sexual pleasure grew to include, among many other things,
a mutual love for strap on sex. Something that I had been
very surprised to find that I enjoyed so much, before I ever
met Joie. Discovering that this was a sexual interest that
we shared made me very happy, because I had become doubtful
that I would ever meet anyone else that liked strap on sex.
Lucky for me, Joie's positive attitude and curious nature
did not stop short before her sex life. She was a wonderful
and receptive lover and she was always ready to try something
me before she left Louisiana and asked me to meet her at "our" bar.
She expected to arrive back in town and at the bar, by 9:00
P.M. I couldn't wait to see her.
Joie's truck was in the parking lot of the G Spot, and I
rolled my little Mazda up into an open parking space right
beside hers. It was December in Texas, and at that time it
was cold- though subject to change without warning, as always,
in Texas. I hurried to get inside out of the chilling air.
open the swinging door at the front of the club. When my
eyes caught sight of Joie, my face broke out into an involuntary
smile, my cheeks dimpling deeply. I joined her at the bar,
sitting at the chair that she saved for me, I'm sure with
a certain amount of difficulty. Joie was very attractive,
and approachable. She was dressed in a smooth, grey wool
business suit, and she still had her coat on over it. Her
shiny black ringlets were pulled back and tied loosely with
a leather band. Whispy bangs accentuated the arch of her
brows above beautifully sculpted cheekbones, and large deep
set eyes. She had on shiny lace up oxblood spectators and
suspenders, I was sure, under her jacket. I was wearing a
lime green angora sweater, a short black, wool skirt, and
black opaque tights. My black leather boots came up to my
knees, making me look even taller and thinner, and my long
black jacket contrasted with my shoulder length golden hair,
and almost covered my skirt. Our reunion struck intense emotion
which we repressed out of civility, even in a lesbian bar,
but intensifying the heat that burned within us after days
of separation. We looked into each other's eyes, and I could
see my own lust reflected in Joie's shining black almonds,
and something else. Deep feelings which we were afraid to
empower by labeling with words. No one was ready to say it
yet. Big smiles, with faces very close, but no kiss. Not
right now. Neither of us liked to draw that much attention.
Me Feel Like a Natural Woman................." Aretha Franklin
was singing it from the jukebox. Joie slipped down from her
perch on her barstool. She pulled me along with her, out
to the dancefloor. I rolled my eyes at her corniness, secretly
loving it. My spirits were soaring. The next song was also
written by Carole King. Someone was playing some really old
yonder is a place that I know
Where I can
find shelter from hunger and cold
And the sweet
tasting good life is easily found
yonder - that's where I'm bound
I danced beautifully together. I was so glad she was back
home. We slid around the dancefloor in perfect step, correctly
anticipating each other's every move. Our eyes enjoyed the
sight of each other, and our arms enjoyed the familiar feel
of each other's slim frames. Joie was taller than me.
Still Love Me Tomorrow", was the next song. We danced slowly
together, moving closer, until our bodies were pressed tightly
together. As I brushed against Joie subtlely, I felt a hard,
bulge in her trousers as it pressed against my lower pelvis.
I gasped as I realized what it was. My skirt was short, and
the top of my thigh brushed again across the firmness of
the firm strap on cock beneath her loose wool trousers. My
cunt throbbed with sudden engorgement, as my blood rushed
to it. Joie was packing. My look of surprise must have been
was not smiling as she looked with smoldering intensity into
my eyes. Her pupils were so large that I could hardly see
her irises. And her breathing was noticably hard and deep.
I dared to push my pubis against Joie's package. Joie moved
one hand down to my buttock, and pulled me towards her, as
she thrust her hips forward grinding the mound she concealed
against my sensitive pubis. She grinned a little before releasing
her grip. I looked around to see if anyone noticed. No one
appeared to be watching us.
if Joie could feel my heart pounding. Joie was an amazing
and imaginative lover. Very confident and brave. Being with
her was thrilling.
I could tease you, Blue. That was the plan, but, I was wrong.
It's kind of........AGONY." She rolled her eyes a little,
and smiled, holding back laughter behind a flashy white,
straight smile. "I'm probably more excited than you are.
It feels like I'm about to explode." She breathed in sharply
and kissed me briefly, breathing, "I want you, baby. We're
going to have to find a place to be alone," into my ear.
Joie whispered into my ear what she intended to do to me,
once we were alone. We were still on the dance floor. And,
as I listened to her filthy words, I was barely able to control
myself. I was on fire. And her breath in my ear sent shivers
down my spine. "You like my little surprise, Blue?" Joie
bit my earlobe HARD. I winced, but closed my eyes tightly,
catching my breath as the pain turned into spreading warmth.
into her chest, burying my face against her in mock shame.
My blood raced through my veins.
The way Joie
was dressed, in a business suit, with an over coat, added
a lot to the erotic element of our teasing little game. I
loved the androgynous look of Joie. Beautiful, but damned
handsome. And I knew that under her clothes she looked hot
as hell with that cock strapped to her. Her dark features
and thin muscular body complimented with chrome and dark
surly leather was a work of art. The leather straps of the
harness framed her round muscular ass and I could feel them
under her clothes as I imagined how they looked. I loved
to see her strong back arching to pump her hips forward when
she fucked me. I imagined her on top of me, our bodies slightly
damp with sweat, my legs wide apart, and drawn back, and
Joie ramming our toy into me. Delicious scenes from our nights
of sex played back in my mind.
was almost empty, because it was a week night, and not a
holiday. Racine, the bartender, due to lack of customers,
was taking advantage of the slack time, and was busy cutting
fruit, preparing fruit juices and wiping down wine glasses
that hung from racks above the bar, making herself three
steps closer to out of there, when the clock said two. A
cute little brunette, with short hair and a bare midriff
waited for Racine to get off work. Occasionally Racine would
stop what she was doing to pay some attention to the lady
who was waiting. They would, no doubt, be visiting The Allen
Park Inn, tonight, I thought to myself with a smile. Racine's
roommate was straight, and she couldn't take women home.
So when Racine wanted to spend the night with someone, she
rented a room. They hardly noticed that Joie and I existed.
A few other scattered customers sat together chatting, or
sat engrossed in television, and munching on peanuts.
The bar in
the rear of the club was not being used. On busy nights both
bars were open. Mostly on weekends. It was closed, now. The
lights were out back there and all of the customers were
sitting at the front bar, where Racine and her girl of the
moment awaited closing time. There were no customers sitting
at any of the tables. I think we were starting to formulate
At the dark
end of the street....played from the speakers overhead. We
held each other on the dance floor, leaning back slightly. "You
know, Blue, there's a bathroom over by the back bar." Joie
nodded towards it, and grinned.
frowned, "that would be awfully tacky."
but, my mind played with the possibilities, and rationalization
was easy with my cunt throbbing between my thighs. Soon
it seemed like a great idea. "I'll meet you. You go first." I
giggled, and Joie turned on her heels, in an instant. I watched
Joie as she walked along the wall, mostly out of view trying
not to attract any attention. I was standing close to the
jukebox, so I put a dollar bill in it and made a show of
searching for a few good songs. I played "Crazy Love", "Have
a Little Faith in Me", and "Sexual Healing". And, then, I
walked towards the front bathroom, but, then took a sneaky
turn down the wall once out of view, and eased quietly into
the secluded far rear bathroom where Joie waited for me.
She had brought two chairs in from the foyer that they kept
for people who were on the phones, which were just outside
a door that swung in, separating the foyer from the bathroom
stalls. She slipped one chair under the door knob, to bar
the main entry door, and, the other chair, well- I'm pretty
sure I knew what she had in mind, and I could hardly wait.
Good work!" I whispered. Joie turned to face me, and I slid
my arms around her waist. My boots brought me closer to Joie's
height, and as my lips sought hers, her kiss was warm and
soft and I had been waiting a long time to taste its sweetness.
My lips parted, and her tongue met mine. Then, I was burning.
My body ached for her to fuck me. Our kiss became hungry
"Oh, Joie," I
gasped, as I pulled sharply from her embrace. I unbuttoned
her heavy coat, and drew it back, revealing her jacket. I
unbuttoned it, too, exposing the front of her pants. There
was a large bulge there, and I was ready for what was underneath
her fly. I found her zipper, and unzipped her trousers. The
big dildo was freed, protruding through her fly in an obscene
and intensely erotic way. Joie's hand reached into her pocket,
pulling out a lubricated condom. I wasn't so sure I needed
up the hem of my skirt, and put her hand between my legs. "You
have on tights, Baby. Those are in the way." Joie fished
into her pocket, and pulled out a pocketknife. She was always
have any idea that you were planning anything so adventurous,
Baby, or I would have dressed for it" I laughed.
"Oh. I think
it will be O.K." Joie opened her pocket knife, and motioned
for me to sit on the sturdy marble sink. I hopped up, spreading
my legs wide. Joie pushed the sharp blade through the spandex,
protecting my flesh from the sharp steel with her thumb.
She kissed me, as she ripped the crotch out of my tights.
I had not worn panties under them. Joie pushed the condom
into my hand.
the visual effect, I got down on my knees in front of her.
Joie looked down at me as I knelt in front of her. She slipped
her leather suspenders over each shoulder and unbuttoned
her pants, letting the loose fitting trousers fall slightly
down around the tops of her muscular thighs. I tore the condom
out of it's package, and placed it over the end of the blunt
head of Joie's big dildo. Then, I rolled it down the shaft,
all the way to where the cock was held securely in the harness
by a ring in the front panel. I could see black curly hair
peeking from behind black leather. Lower, I could see her
labia between straps of black, and wetness dampening the
hair and flesh. I slipped my finger behind the harness and
found Joie's wetness. Slick with her juices I found her clit
and stroked it lightly. I could smell her salty scent. I
fought the urge to lick my fingers. I had tasted her many
times before, when I licked her clit and I loved her sweet
juices. But, I wasn't sure how she would take such a graphic
visual. I rose, and found Joie's mouth with my own, locking
in a passionate kiss and still rubbing her excited pussy
behind the base of her thick dildo with my hand extending
down between her legs.
for the remaining chair and placed it against the vanity.
She sat down with her hips pushed slightly forward and her
buttocks almost to the edge of the chair, and knees together,
to make it easier for me to straddle her and to allow for
a better angle of penetration as I swung a leg over her.
Joie grasped the shaft of the dildo and guided it through
the large hole that she had sliced through the crotch of
my tights, (which was big enough not to interfere) with one
hand, and guided it into my cunt, as I lowered myself down
onto the thick hard shaft. It was all so lewd. But, with
such a willing and creative partner I found myself engaging
in acts that that were much wilder than my fantasies ever
heavily as the big, thick shaft penetrated my tight pussy
filling me up to the hilt. I rested there a moment letting
my cunt adjust to the size of the cock that I wanted so badly
inside of me. With Joie sitting this way, all I had to do
was lean towards her, and move my hips forward and back to
slide the long member against my clit as it slipped in and
out of my wet, gripping cunt hole. Joie bent forward and
kissed me as we fucked urgently. She slipped her fingers
behind the base of the dildo and found her own clit, adding
It felt so
good I didn't want it to end. But, I knew we shouldn't linger
for fear of being caiught. Joie pinched my nipple through
my soft sweater. She rubbed her hand over the finely knitted
angora, enjoying the softness. I looked into Joie's eyes
and smiled, as I rode the dildo strapped to her pelvis. I
was ready to come. I pinched Joie's nipple in retaliation,
hard. Joie closed her eyes and shuddered, as she started
coming. She gasped, and the the sound of her passion escalated
my own until I, too, was shuddering with my climax. We rocked
together, Joie's thighs squeezing her clit as it throbbed
with drumming pulse, slowing as we regained our composure.
"Mmm" I cleared
my throat. Joie fought to open her eyes. And groaned, as
I rose from her lap. She grimaced. I'm sure her thighs were
in agony from supporting my vigoruous ride.
home, Baby." By home, I meant my place. We never went to
Joie's because she lived with her sister. We straightened
our clothes, and Joie unstrapped her dildo. She tidied it
up a bit and placed it in an inner pocket of her heavy coat.
from the bathroom less concerned with discretion. The women
at the bar cheered us, as we strode towards the exit arm
and arm. We hadn't been as sneaky as we thought, apparently.
We looked at each other, grinning, faces hot with our blush.