We currently have stories with more being added every day

Queef

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Donna Age: 32 Posted on: 27 Dec 2009 0 comments
0 likes 1095 views Category: Masturbation Female-Female Tags:

I don't usually have stories for this site, but this was special.
I work in an office downtown in a junior executive position. Even though I'm overqualified for the job with my MBA, I'm glad to have a job with benefits while things are awful in the economy. We are expected to observe the corporate dress code which requires us to dress quite conservatively. Women almost always wear skirts or dresses, pants being acceptable for times when the weather is awful, but more traditional attire is preferred even then. I never minded that as I have a number of sharp, tailored skirt suits and dresses that my mom helped me pick out when I got my degree. She wanted her girl to look as sharp as anyone on Wall Street. I've always tried to maintain the professional businesswoman image, too. It has helped me move up and I believe in the old saying, 'look sharp, be sharp'. With that in mind, I've always worn good lingerie under my clothing. That was something that mom taught me as well. She said that it gives a woman a feeling of power to be wearing powerful underwear. I believe it, too. When I'm dressed well underneath, I feel as though I can tackle anything the business world can throw at me. I live with my boyfriend of three years. We have a wonderful relationship, including sex pretty much any time one of us suggests it. I tend to ask for it a little more than he does, but I've never heard him complain. He's a willing accomplice in any adventures that I might imagine. On the day that I am writing about, the alarm went off at the usual time and I could feel a wonderful bulge pressed against my ass. I have a hard time passing up on such an invitation and we ended up in a situation that I'm sure that you can imagine. I was a little rushed by the time we finished, but it was a good finish and a great way to start the day. I ran to the shower and dried myself, getting my hair and makeup done and my clothing on in record time. I ran to my car and got to work no more than a minute late. Not bad for a day when I got a little morning delight and I started to work. A coworker asked me to help her with fetching some files that one of the Uberbosses needed for a white paper that he was researching. We were in the file room together and alone. I knelt down to pull a box of files toward me from the bottom shelf. Suddenly, I let an embarrassing noise escape my pussy. I queefed and I felt some of my boyfriend's hot semen escape into my panties. My coworker, Mindy, was startled. I did it again and turned a bright shade of red. She asked me if that was what she thought it was. I admitted it shyly, but she just smiled even more widely. 'Was it good?' 'You better believe it. He almost made me late for work.' 'Does he have a good one?' I admitted that I liked his cock and loved being fucked by him in the morning. I'm usually a twice-a-day girl and generally need some stimulation in the afternoon when I get out of work. She continued to ask me lots of intimate questions about what we did and how we did it and I noticed that she was getting very excited. Her nipples were clearly pushing the bodice of her dress out and she was breathing fast and her eyes were bright and wide open. This did not bother me, since I was always into other women and enjoyed turning them on. I noticed her looking down at my titties too and I could feel my nipples pushing against my bra and blouse. Mine were clearly excited as much as hers were. She casually put her hand on my knee, just below the hem of my skirt and looked into my eyes. Then she kissed me deeply and I kissed her back. 'We don't have much time, but I really want to do this with you.' I knew exactly what she wanted and realized that I wanted it too. I had been with girls in high school and college and was no stranger to lesbian loving. I just had been so wrapped up in my boyfriend that I had had no girl-girl urgings for months. That suddenly changed. I looked in her eyes and kissed her on her mouth, letting my tongue slowly invade her lips. She met mine and our tongues danced together for a moment. She broke the kiss and said, softly, 'damn, I always thought you were a hot girl, but I never hoped to do this.' She put her hand under my skirt and slowly worked her way up my inner thigh to the crotch of my pantyhose. I had not put on panties that morning, so she found my wetness and just me underneath. I heard her take a deep breath and she began to rub my pussy through my pantyhose. At the same time, I was exploring under her dress and I was thrilled to find that she had on stockings and garters. I worked my way up and found that her panties were soaked, too. We didn't really have any time to waste, so I pushed her panties aside to play in her garden and she reached up to tug down the waistband of my pantyhose. She got them down almost to my knees and pushed a finger deep inside my core. I had two fingers in her myself by this time and continued to kiss her. I let my other hand wander up to her breast, feeling her titties through her dress and bra. She seemed to like this and redoubled her efforts under my clothes. She put another finger in me and used her thumb to diddle my clit in the way I love so much. We stimulated each other deliciously for about 5 minutes before she began to shudder and moan. I kept kissing her to keep her as quiet as possible. It didn't take her very long to cum on my hand. When she had finished, I pulled my fingers out of her, causing her to moan and licked them off. Delicious! That was what triggered my own orgasm. I came hard on her fingers as well, enjoying having her inside me, causing my second orgasm of the day. She pulled out her fingers, covered with my juices and my boyfriend's semen. She sniffed it for a moment and then sucked her fingers all the way into her mouth, clearly savoring it. We held each other for a moment until we heard the door open and we quickly pulled ourselves together and pretended to be doing our job. The head of our section, a woman named Janelle, came it to check on our progress. She sniffed the air for a moment, looking puzzled, and gave us a list of other records that were needed. I finished pulling my pantyhose back up and we finished our job and took the needed files upstairs for the partner to look at. Since then, whenever Mindy or I have a research job to do, we grab the other to help with the job and other things, too. I've told my boyfriend about our little escapade. He and I plan to invite Mindy to our house for dinner and wine and playtime.