Since some of you wanted to know what happened between me and my new friend the PT, I thought that I would tell all of you about our first official date. I went out with Donna with some reservations because I was feeling more than uncomfortable about this new attraction to a woman. Finally she suggested a simple dinner with drinks and I agreed. My parents, with whom I am forced to live, had no idea of our relationship when she picked me up, but they liked her and were comfortable having her take me away in her car with my small portable chair. My mother asked a few questions, but I don't think that she really suspected anything at first
Donna picked me up, helped me into her car and took me to a small quiet tavern for dinner and drinks and we had a lovely time. Then on the way home, she pulled into a local lovers lane. It was 10:30 and there were a dozen cars there, many of which had couples who were really going at it.
'They will think that we are a traditional couple,' Donna laughed as she slid across the front seat and put her arm around me. We have to pretend that we are necking if we want to watch. We sat there for several minutes trying to guess which of the couples were really 'doing it' and as we watched, she leaned into me and gave me a long slow kiss. My reaction surprised me. I kissed her back passionately.
We did nothing but kiss and touch each others faces and necks for the longest time. Her tongue darted in and out of my mouth and mine soon began to follow. This was the first time that I had ever engaged in such a long kissing session and the effect on me was amazing. Just simple kissing soon had me moaning and gasping and feeling more sexually excited that I had ever been before.
I was wearing a skirt and her fingers eventually were wandering slowly up my legs and pressing themselves into my most passionate places. My thighs, behind my knees. I was powerless to resist. Finally she found her way inside my panties and then to my clitoris which seemed to be really swollen. She pressed it ever so gently between her thumb and first finger and continued to kiss me with her tongue movements matching the motions of her fingers.
I didn't last very long. The girl who was almost never able to have an orgasm just a few weeks earlier, gasped and came with a series of powerful convulsions. As I bucked against the pressure of her hand she slipped a finger into my vagina and squeezed, which made my orgasm continue until I let out a scream which was muffled by her kisses.
When I had regained some composure, she guided my hand with hers into her pants and found the way to her clitoris. She was soaking wet and hotter than anything that I had ever felt. She began to kiss me again and as she did she pressed our joined fingers into her vagina, grinding and moaning against them as our fingers worked together.
When she came her reaction was almost primal. She moaned, then screamed and finally shook almost in convulsions. When she was done we looked at the other cars and realized that we had attracted a lot of attention. I guess we left no doubt about how far we were going.
Donna took me home and helped me inside, and that was the beginning of a wonderful relationship. My mother figured it out but we decided not to tell my Father. I now spend evenings at her apartment and we sleep together several times per month. And sometimes, for old times sake, we go back to that lovers lane.