by A. Penman
Journal Entry, May 21st, 2012
Donna stood in front of the full length mirror in her
bedroom. As was her custom, she removed her negligee and let
it drop to the floor. Then she took the time to assess her
nude body from front, side and back views. It was a
breathtaking body! She was one sultry, desirable redhead.
Her silky hair was at the reddish-brown end of the redhead
color spectrum. It was a beautiful match for her creamy skin
tone. A little past shoulder length, it framed her big,
brown pouty eyes, her high cheekbones, full lips and dimpled
chin. Her long neck rested on square shoulders and a smooth
upper chest supported breasts of near perfect shape and
size, if your favorite size was extra large.
It should be noted here that she, like all of the other full
breasted women in the medical and surgical offices, had
been. “strongly advised” to not dress provocatively. In
other words, dress in a manner that downplays your large
assets and minimal display of cleavage.
Tonight, however, she reveled in her naked splendor. Her
beautiful, toned abs and flaring hips spoke to the real
woman that she was. Her body was, quite simply, exquisite.
This was a good thing because I was about to match my body
against it. She and I were getting ready to fuck.
She turned to face me. Reaching for the top of the towel I
had wrapped around me, she then peeled me like a grape. The
towel dropped to the floor. Donna then took a step back to
assess my nude body for the first time and sighed. The rise
and fall of her chest became more pronounced. I had to
assume that she was pleased with what she saw. She zeroed in
on my tits. Her subtle, whispered comments at work left no
doubt that she had long wanted to match her breasts against
mine. My breasts began to quiver in excitement. I knew that
my beauties would be a great match for her wondrous orbs.
Donna knew it too. I observed the hardening of her nipples.
“Donna finally gets what Donna wants.” I said, teasingly.
The beautiful redhead then moved close, reached up and
caressed my face.
“I’d almost lost any hope that these two elegant bodies
would ever meet.” She confessed.
Last Friday’s session was my designated driver day. As fate
would have it, the bartender cut off Donna’s supply of
Margaritas. She wasn’t excessively drunk by any means. But
she was in no condition to drive. Driving her home, however,
wasn’t enough for her. She insisted that I come in for a
chat. I somewhat reluctantly agreed because I knew what she
wanted to “chat” about.
“As long as you promised to let me make you a snack in order
to sober you up.” She gladly agreed. Anything to get me
where she wanted me, I suppose.
I fumbled around the unfamiliar kitchen, gave up, and
eventually called out for a pizza. I was a hungry too, so I
ordered a large and stayed to help her eat it. Getting food
into her worked. She eventually came around and sobered up.
I now felt pretty good too. We sat, satiated, at the kitchen
table. At that point, I suggested that it was time for me to
leave. She was not in favor of that.
“Then what, Donna?” I asked.
“Melissa, please stay with me. Overnight.”
“Why, Donna?” I asked, knowing the answer.
“So that we can fuck, Melissa. So that our hot bodies can be
together for just for one night, Melissa. Then I’ll never
bother you again.” She almost pleaded.
“You’ve wanted to fuck me for a long time, haven’t you?”
“Don’t play with me bitch! You know the answer to that.”
I took her hand in mine, leaned in and whispered in her ear.
“OK Donna. You got it. Let’s fuck. Woman to woman, pussy to
pussy. No artificial ingredients.” I said, now feeling my
own arousal beginning to build.
“Never!” She exclaimed.
“But Donna, I have one request.”
“Anything! Name it.”
“I want the entire weekend. Not just one night.”
“Are you serious?” She responded in disbelief, at my
“Are you woman enough?” I challenged.
“Bitch! I’m twice the woman you are. I’ll fuck you into
“Well, since I haven’t traveled much, it might be nice to
visit another dimension. But we’ll just see about who’s
gonna out fuck who, you red headed slut!”
Donna was truly turned on by this most erotic challenge. I
was excited by the fact that this was going to be my third
girl on girl fuck in as many weeks. She then scrambled to
her feet, excitedly.
“Let me make a call and cancel a planned outing for
“Oh...well...” I hesitated. It never occurred to me that she
might have actually had plans for Saturday.
“It’s OK. It’s really OK. It’s not something urgent. It can
wait for another time.” She assured me.
“OK. If you say so. Donna, would it be OK if I took a
shower, before the main event?”
She divulged the location of the clean bath towels and went
off to make her call in private. After my shower, I located
her in her bedroom, in front of the full length mirror with
a negligee bunched up around her feet, checking out her body
as if she was preparing to go into battle. In a way, she
was. From the doorway to her room I observed this womanly
goddess. I felt a sense of foreboding, but I could not
reverse course now. I had made the decision to finally give
in to her, to match my body against hers. No backing down
now. I took a deep breath and entered the room.
And so, there we were, nipple to nipple, reveling in what we
were about to do. I’m not sure why I was surprised to find
myself here, considering that I had taken on Sydney then
Sammy T. in two weeks. Donna had been dropping both subtle
and not so subtle innuendos for a couple of months. About
two weeks ago she actually stopped doing that. Maybe, as she
said, she had given up on trying to arrange a meeting of our
fulsome endowments. I noticed that she hadn’t hit on me for
a while, but I just let it ride.
But then one day, out of the corner of my eye, I saw her
involved in a conversation with one of the nurse
practitioners, a gorgeous Asian woman named Dawn. Dawn, of
course, had a striking body too. But it was Donna who got my
attention that day. She didn’t know I was watching her. I
have to confess that I found myself wondering why I never
took her up on her offer. She looked really hot! Donna was
MELISSA’S REVELATION: I found myself rationalizing, and
questioning why I would reject such an amazing looking
woman. Why shouldn’t I match tits and pussies with her? Why
shouldn’t our hot bodies meet? What was holding me back?
According to both Sydney and the good doctor, three quarters
of the women in the building wanted to grind with me. I had
no idea that I so alluring to other women. Ever since my
late teens, when my own breasts started to burgeon to their
current wonderful size and fullness, fantasies of other
women’s large, beautiful breasts were always in the deepest
recesses of my mind. These last two weeks had been an
awakening, thanks to Sydney and Sammie T. Perhaps a new
avenue of exploration was opening up to me. Perhaps I should
avail myself of its potential delights.
Sydney was amazing in bed, and there was no doubt in my mind
that we would hook up again. Sammie T. and I fucked like we
were meant to fuck. Our bodies matched up so intimately that
I could not believe the sheer delight I experienced with
her. She was the new love of my life, but it’s not like we
were a couple. I doubt if anything like that was even
remotely on Sammie’s mind. And, no doubt that the good
doctor and I would share many future nights of lustful body
to body sexual scrimmages. But there were no strings or
promissory words with either woman. There was nothing to
restrict or inhibit me. I was a free, Republican American
woman. Free to match breasts and bump cunts with any woman I
chose. This was only the beginning of a wonderful new life
I felt Donna’s arms encircle my waist. I closed my eyes and
absorbed the sensation of her breasts meeting fully with
mine. Her soft belly pressed to mine and I responded to her
full mouth kiss. She was quite wonderful with her lips and
tongue I noticed, as I my body became acclimated to yet
another spectacular female body. In my mind, I made body
comparisons. Maybe it was a function of her red hair and
fair skin, but Donna’s body was the softest so far. I could
already tell that this was going to be a great fuck. Our
bodies would meld together nicely. Like mine, her pussy was
also shaved. I was thrilled that they would meet in the
I have to say that here that I began to suspect something.
Shaved pussies are indeed a hot trend among women. But, my
suspicions about the motivation for doing so were rapidly
changing. More and more, it seemed to me that this wasn’t
even remotely about attracting men. To my mind, it was about
women desiring and challenging other women. Who was the
better woman? Well, this could only be determined by locking
up two aroused pussies. Smooth, clean shaven pussies could
only enhance this most intimate of encounters. I had no
problem with this at all. To me, it was simply a great idea.
And now as we came together in her bed, with Donna’s body
all over my body, she gently opened my legs and made the
kiss of our cunts her primary objective. I could feel my
lips welcome hers as our pussies began to grind into each
other. I could hardly wait for the inevitable scissor lock
of our thighs. But for now, I had a hot body loving mine and
I had every intention of giving this woman’s body what it
wanted...MY BODY. We would fuck both gently and savagely
with our full bodies pressed together, orgasm after orgasm.
Then, when the time was right, and when we both couldn’t
hold off any longer, we would scissor lock our thighs and
seal our cunts to each other. This fusion of womanhood would
go on long into the night.
The next morning, while we were in the shower, Donna asked
me why, after so many polite rejections, I finally decide to
give in to her. I simply told her that one day I saw her
chatting with another woman and had to question my own
judgment. Perhaps I was wrong to reject her advances.
“You looked so hot! In my mind, I began to undress you.
Unknowingly, you turned me on.”
“Wow! I had no idea I was such a desirable woman.” Donna
“Yes you did.” I pointed out. She chuckled.
In a tight embrace with her under the shower, I whispered a
question into her ear.
“By the way, Donna. Who was that gorgeous Asian woman that
you were talking to?”
Donna just shook her head and looked at me, astonished.
“Melissa. You’re turning into a slut. And I like it.”
“Just like you, Donna. So tell me, slut to slut, who is
“Her name is Dawn. She’s a nurse practitioner. They hired
her about a month ago.”
“She’s beautiful!” I said, emphatically.
“I shouldn’t be telling you this, Melissa, but she’s asked
me about you, more than once. I think she’s a little
enamored of you.”
“Really?” I said, sort of intrigued.
“You sound surprised to hear that.”
“I am surprised, Donna. I had no idea that I was such a
desirable woman.” I said, faking modesty and mocking Donna
at the same time.
“BITCH! I’ll slap the shit out of you!” She responded.
“I’d rather you fuck me, you auburn haired slut.”
Donna smiled as she slid her hands down my wet back and took
a firm grip on my butt cheeks. Instinctively, we angled into
an advantageous position. As our pussy lips slid into each
other and we began a juicy fuck under the shower, there was
a simultaneous, spontaneous acknowledgement of the Supreme
Being. We both screamed as an unexpectedly quick orgasm came
upon us. Our bodies met fully as we kissed in post orgasm
I broke off the kiss and looked her in the eyes.
“You said that, after we fucked, you’d never bother me
again.” I reminded her.
“I did. Why?”
“I’m not so sure that’s a good idea, Donna.”
She looked at me and smiled, catching my meaning. As our
breasts softly rubbed together, Donna spoke softly, looking
me directly in the eyes.
“You are so amazing, Melissa. Do you have any idea how many
hot, busty women at the Penman Professional Building would
love to fuck you?” Donna asked, sincerely. All I could do
was choke down fake surprise and naiveté.
“I’ve heard tell. But I belong to you for the entire
She moaned and we kissed. The sensation was exquisite. Donna
was hotter than I ever imagined she would be. The rest of
the weekend saw the reckless abandonment of propriety. We
fucked like two wildcats.
But there, under the shower, as our bodies molded to each
other, visions of an exotic Asian beauty named Dawn danced
in my head.