Faye 2023 Pt. 03

FAYE 2023 (PART 3)

Introduction

My name is Faye Moore; I am twenty eight and was married with two kids. I was married for eight years to Dave, my ex-husband. The divorce went through at the end of 2022. I am attractive not stunning with a 34-26-36 with blond hair (usually in a ponytail) and blue eyes. I try to go to the gym at least three to four times a week to stay in shape. It is my one refuge from work or home these past few years. I started going after my friend from work Sally encouraged me to join her when I complained about having gained weight after the birth of the kids. Sally is just a few years younger than me and goes five days a week and is serious about her fitness. This is my story of the last three years from the end of my marriage to the beginning of a new chapter of my life.

2023 (part 2)

After my night with Jennifer we met several more times over the preceding weeks, but I quickly realized that even though I liked her, it was just about the sex. I was experimenting, finding myself and enjoying this new sexual journey I was on. I wasn't about to jump into a relationship. I wanted to have some fun and enjoy myself. Life carried on pretty much as before thou I had to cut back on the amount of time I was going to the gym. I had developed a muscle strain in my right shoulder that my physiotherapist told me needed to be rested. I met Sally and her new girlfriend Ann for lunch one day shortly after. Ann was able to tell me about an all-women's (lesbian, bi) group that went running just off college campus near the national park. She didn't have all the information but was able to tell me where they met up.

I knew the area, as I had been there with the kids for walks, cycling etc. The national park was huge but was well mapped out and marked for those who wish to use the shorter circuits and go for a walk or a run. There were also some trails for the more adventurous who might want to go on a camping or hiking trek for days. I decided to look up the information on the site Ann gave me and find out the times and days they met up. Due to the days I had the kids, I could make every second weekend and one evening for the running group. As I hadn't run in a long time I decided to do a few practice runs on my own just so I wouldn't be shown up, I'm competitive. I showed up one afternoon on my own, parked my car in a car park near the public toilets, did a bit of light stretching, iPod's in and started to run the 5 km trek.

I maintained a steady pace throughout not pushing it too hard as I knew there were a few hills I had to traverse. I passed quite a few people who were out walking, cycling and a few runners like myself. As I neared the end of my run and rounded the corner to go left to the car park, I noticed some girls. They looked like they were from the college due to their casual dress. As I passed them I could feel eyes on me as if I was being watched. I made my way to my car and took out a small hand towel and deodorant to clean up a bit before driving home. As I turned to walk to the public toilets, I caught the girls looking at me and giggling clearly at something that was said by one of them. One of the group, a tall blonde girl, made eye contact with me and smiled in my direction.

I walked into the toilets, moving to the far end to a sink and slowly peeled off my sweaty hoodie, using my hand towel to dry myself. Just then I heard someone enter, though I didn't turn to see who it was immediately as I was busy fixing myself. I could feel someone move to the sink next to me which caused me to turn. It was the tall blonde girl; I had seen earlier and she started to wash her hands.

The tall blondes smiles at me and says, "Hi"

"Hi", I reply putting some deodorant on.

She said "I hope I'm not disturbing you."

I said "no, not at all."

"I haven't seen you running here before," she said.

"I was told by a friend, of a running group that runs here some evenings a week and at the weekend that I could join. I am just scouting the trek before I officially join", I said a bit bemused by the questioning.

"What running group is it?" she asked.

"They are called out here," I said smiling.

She smiled a knowing smile "they are an all-girl running group."

"Ah yes," I replied blushing.

"Yes indeed, I have seen them here quite a few times and what a sight they are to behold," she said giggling.

Just then one of the other girls she was with earlier came into the toilets.

"Clare, we are about to go, are you coming with us or not?" she asked from the door way.

"No, go on without me," she said.

Her friend looked at her then me and smiled and left.

"You know they call these toilets the lesbian licks", she said.

"No I didn't, why?" I asked.

"It is a known spot for women to hook up. Not just here but the car park, the trails too I would imagine. That's probably why your running group come here rather than the other side of the park. That's what I thought you were here for."

I could feel my face go red "I was just out for a run, though my friend Sally had warned me that it was some sort of cruising spot for lesbians to meet for hook ups."

"So you did know before you came here then. Maybe you were hoping to hook up with someone," she said smiling at me.

I remained silent, I suddenly realized that she is quite tall like 5'11'; she's plain looking and wearing baggy cargo pants and a hoodie. I notice that she has slightly larger breasts than me and her hair is tied back in a ponytail. From that moment she said "HI" I could hardly concentrate on what I was doing. I found her a little unsettling and could feel her eyeing me up. I turned back to the mirror but out of the corner of my eye I could see her remove her hoodie, to reveal a half top t-shirt. I could see the outline of her nipples against the cotton material; clearly she wasn't wearing a bra. I tried not to stare but I was both uncomfortable and aroused at the same time. I started to gather my things when she brushed past me and walked into the cubicle behind me.

I could see her clearly from the reflection in the mirror. Then to my delight and amazement she slowly pulled her t-shirt off over her head. I saw her chest, her large soft tits were proudly standing tall, her long nipples hard as rocks. I felt my nipples harder in response, and my pussy begin to moisten. She smiled at me as she slowly rubbed her nipples. My mouth went dry, but I was frozen to the spot with my wash bag and hand towel in my hands.

"I followed you in hoping to have some fun, I hope I won't be disappointed?" she said.

I took a few tentative steps towards her.

She smiled at me "it's okay, I like being looked at, but I prefer to be played with," she said reaching out of the cubicle and pulling me in closing the door behind us.

She then took my gear and set it on the ground before pushing me against the door. I gently pulled her in toward me, brought her lips to mine, and kissed her. Her hands went to my shoulders as her mouth parted, and I started pressing my lips firmly against hers, and our tongues met. She was breathing heavily, and was a wonderful kisser. Her mouth opened wider and my tongue went deeper with the invitation. Her tongue darted into my mouth as she began to press against me. I was delighted by how eager she seemed. I broke off the kiss and kissed the side of her neck as she moved her head to further to the side to expose her neck to me, and one of her hands found the back of my head and pulled me in to her. She was starting to get eager for more, as things started to heat up.

She kissed me hard with a probing tongue. I broke the kiss and I leaned over and opened my mouth, and pulled her right pink nipple into my mouth. She seemed to gasp for breath; I began sucking softly at first, then as more moans escaped from her lips more ardently. I took my left hand and began to manually stroke her left breast as I allowed my tongue to dance and flick over her right nipple. After giving her right breast ample stimulation, I moved over to her left one, and did the same thing. She was already making soft moaning sounds. She pressed in against me and I felt, through the material of my sports bra, her breasts against mine. She took a hold of my sports bra with her hands and pulled it off over my head.

She then gently squeezed them, caressed them, and ran her thumbs over my nipples. She had done this before - girls know what girls like. With her hands still on my breasts, she leaned in for some more kissing, which she seemed to love. Our mouths were wide open as we hungrily tongued each other hotly. I started to caress her breasts and rolled her nipples in my fingers as she did the same to me.

"I love this," she said. "Your breasts are so perfect."

I sighed in pleasure; this woman seemed to know my body as well as I did myself and was expertly making her clit grow hard with a just a flick of her tongue across each nipple. An intense desire overwhelmed me to do the same and so I couldn't help but push her back slightly so that I could admire and feel the fullness of her magnificent breasts. I felt like I could bury myself within them forever but I wanted to taste her. I put my hands on the button of her cargo pants and undid it, pulling the zip down and sliding my hand inside her pants and underwear. I pushed them down and I sank to my knees in front of her. Grasping her ass with both hands I plunged my tongue deep inside her, intermittently fucking her with her tongue and flicking her clit to drive her wild with desire.

Her legs shook and she could feel the orgasm starting to build deep inside her. She craved to feel my fingers fill her and as if reading her mind I suddenly plunged my fingers deep within her as I could. I was fucking her hard now and she screamed with abandon, oblivious of where she was. I sucked her clit as I fingered her. Her whole body wanted to crumple as the rhythm of those incredibly strong fingers filled her until she came with a tremendous shudder and moan.

"Oh my God, that was incredible," she whispered, leaning against the side of the cubicle.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, "I said smiling.

"My turn, "she said.

She started kissing me and ran her hands down to my chest and pinched my nipples. Sliding one hand lower and rubbing my pussy through the shorts I wore, which are loose fitting. She is rubbing my pussy hard through my shorts before she reaches down and pushed her hand down the front of my shorts and shoved a finger into my pussy. She did this while continuing to pinch a nipple with the other hand. My eyes were still closed and I was so turned on.

"Oh fuck," I moaned.

She continued to fuck me with her fingers and in no time at all I was close to Cumming. Pushing down the front of my shorts she continued to rub my clit and finger me. It didn't need much to send me over the edge.

I screamed "I'm Cumming."

Just as I came I felt a pair of soft lips on mine and a tongue probing the opening to my mouth. I gasped for breath as she kissed me softly. Then as a few more moans escaped from my lips, she stroked my left breast. As I came out of my dreamy state I was in and opened my eyes I was greeted by her deep brown eyes.

"I bet you're glad I followed you in now, "she said as she kissed me hard with a probing tongue.

"Yes, definitely, "I whispered.

She smiled at me, and giggled a little. "That was incredible," she said.

I said "I'm glad you liked it."

"Like it, I loved it."

We quickly dressed and left the cubicle. Luckily no one else was in the toilets. We cleaned ourselves up as best we could and as we left the toilets, kissed and went our separate ways. I walked away from her, getting into my car, still smiling. It was my first cruising encounter but not my last.