"Clare" - Chapter 9:- Dating Karen - “Club o-X-o” - Sex Stories

"Clare" - Chapter 9:- Dating Karen - “Club o-X-o”

... about falling in love with another woman. I was sure that with me, it was not possible. I had only fallen in love with men. My relationships with Jaz and now Brenda were built on close friendship and girl-on-girl sex.

For the first time in my life, I had found what I wanted.It was David. He accepted me for what I was, bisexual and a bit of a slut. He was allowing me to have my freedom and explore my sexuality. I knew deep inside, that the day would come when I would settle down into a monogamous(ish) relationship. But, until now it had never occurred to me that a committed relationship could be with another woman.

I followed Karen down the stairs; it was time to head home. Though my pussy was wet and demanding attention and my mind was trying to take in what Karen had just said. The timing of her words had taken me by surprise and made me think.

Millie was standing there, smiling. “I hope you both had a good time.”

We said we did, and then I thought of something I needed to ask her. Though I thought it was best done in private, so I held back as Karen and Donna went to use the bathroom.

“Millie, I am interested if there are any advanced dance lessons as it was something I used to do when I was younger, but had to give up. Now I am considering doing it again, but it will depend on the price.”

“Advanced?” Millie questioned. So I explained that I used to be the Southern England Junior champion, but gave it up when I was nearly eighteen.

“But if I take it up ...

... again, I want to keep it my secret. I don’t want any of my friends or family to know.” I could see she doubted me, so I explained thebig falling out I had with my parents when I gave it up. That they still hadn’t entirely forgiven me.

Karen and Donna returned; they were ready to go. But I needed to take my strap-on off and use the bathroom.

“I see you both in the car,” I slightly dismissively said. I wanted a little more private time with the manager.

On my quick return, Millie was in her office, and bending over. She was getting something out of the bottom drawer; my eyes were once again drawn to her tight ass, my pussy responding… my pulse now a little quicker. I didn’t understand why I was so sexually attracted to this older woman. She seemed to ooze sex and, with it, plenty of erotic possibilities.

“I hope you don’t mind me saying it, but you have a spectacular bottom.” I knew I shouldn’t have said it; my only excuse was I was still horny and my pussy was doing the talking for me. However, for a woman of around forty, Millie’s bottom was perfect. I just wanted to sink my teeth into it.

“Well, it should be the amount of dancing that I do,” she replied, seemly not put off at all by my somewhat forward comment. I also noticed she had held the bent-over pose a little longer than needed.

“This is the information you asked for, Clare. I now remember seeing you dance.”

It was my turn to look questionably at her. Millie explained she used to be a professional ...