A few times but the most memorial one was around 2009. Husband and I visiting Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Sitting in a hotel lounge enjoying a couple adult beverages when a really pretty Malaysiangirlwalks in and takes a table next to ours. Ours was the only table occupied but then again I think there were only 4 tables. She was tall for a Malaysian female, maybe 5′ 7 or 8. Long straight black hair that shined in the light. Very fit and nicely dressed. Seemed like a business woman of some sort.
20 minutes or so passed and she started asking the regular questions. Where from? Why are you visiting KL? Married? and so on. From there we got into a normal conversation and we asked if she wanted to join us. She accepted and we now all sat together. Our conversation slipped into America in general, then American Freedoms, and finally to American sexual acceptance of everyone. I agreed there was much more acceptance in America that Asia but not all agree. Finally she admitted that she was a lesbian and had to hide her thoughts from others. That while she considered herself lesbian and was only attracted to other females, she had to live as a typical SE Asian woman and would marry a males and have his children. Sad to me but I fully understood.
My husband then asked the woman if she had ever actually experienced anything physically sexual with another female? She answered only in her mind. That she would fantasize about it. My husband then asked if she masterbated. Shyly, maybe because a male asked the question or just from what she perceived as embarrassment, she admitted she did. My husband seemed to have taken the lead on this conversation now and this woman’s sexuality. I was OK with that as long as she didn’t get upset or anything negative.
He asked her if she had ever exposed herself to another female? She answered not since she was a child and no one cared then. He asked, do you want another female to see you? See you exposed? She answered that she has imagined that. A few glasses of wine in us now. He asked her if she thought she was ready for that experience. She answered she certainly was. My husband that turned to me and said, OK, your turn.
I had to think for a moment. My turn? I figured that meant I should get into the conversation and he is finished for whatever reason. I was caught up in the conversation enough that I just went for the kill I guess. Have you ever touched any female besides yourself, I asked. No, she answered. Would you like to I asked? She then just stared at me and I figured I just crossed the line or something. She then said, is that an offer/ I said yes, would you like to come and we could maybe play a bit. Just the two of us, she asked. I told her that it could be two or my husband could sit back and watch. It was up to her. She looked at me and said I would, but I would want just the two of us if that is OK. I said it was fine. With that I told my husband to order himself some snacks and I’ll see him later. She and I headed to our room.
We sat on the edge of the bed. She asked, what do we do. OK, i said, nothing we can do if we keep out clothes on. I got up and started removing my clothes. She followed suit and was slower than me so I helped her with her bra and then panties. When I started helping her I could feel a shiver go through her. She was excited for sure. We faced each other and embraced. No kissing but body to body. I started caressing her body and she followed whatever I did. We were both getting turned on. It was her that suggested we masterbate. I didn’t want to push her so I agreed.
I told her to move a chair close to the end of the bed and sit in that. I sat on the end of the bed. I started on myself first and she just watched. I asked her what she was waiting for and she pulled the cobwebs out and said sorry while reaching her fingers to her wet flower. She started rubbing her clit. I did the same. I was more interested in watching how she masterbated and she was most interested in how I masterbated it seems. We moved those fingers all over the place but I watched her as she lifted her legs and got into a squat position on the chair. She liked opened herself up in anticipation for what she was planning next. I watched as she started using three fingers in and out of herself with a stroke over her clit with each exit. This was definitely getting to me and she was really into it. She was no longer watching me. He eyes were now closed. She started jerking and making sounds. Ut, ut, ug and then stiffened like a bent board. Her fingers were all the way into her and she was pushing out one great orgasm. Her first with another woman present. He reactions took me over the top then and I proceeded to orgasm. When I calmed down a bit I opened my eyes to see her looking at me. She was smiling.
Now, a self brought on orgasm is nice and all but not as nice as having participation from another. I reached over and took her hand that she had her fingers deep inside her. I put them in my mouth and sucked on them. She liked that. She then did the same to my fingers. First time she has tasted that sweet nectar. I asked if she liked it. She shook her head yes. I got up, took her hand and had her get up. I escorted her to the side of the bed and had her lay down. I reached down and for the first time, someone else was now touching her sweet clit and wet lips. The shivers returned. I took her hand and led it to my flower. I then laid down face to vagina. We explored for a minute of two and then I pushed her back on her back and got on top. I put my face into her sweet wetness and used my tongue to explore her. She just laid there, taking in the feeling. I lowered myself closer to her mouth hoping she would explore. She didn’t disappoint. Maybe a bit clumsy but still felt nice. I mean it was her first time and basically, we were there to give her the experience. So, I was fine with whatever she tried to do.
She got off pretty quick again with my mouth. I sucked her orgasm and managed to give her another. She begged to stop. Not because she wasn’t enjoying it, she just never experienced the same type of orgasms. A bit overwhelmed. She still continued to use her tongue on me but I had her stop. She was disappointed in herself but I told her that with some practice and exploring herself, she will get to know every spot to reach. I tuned around and we laid on our backs next to each other. I played with her nipples and she said she really enjoyed that. She reached over then laying now on her side and started playing with mine. She then kissed me. Deeply. Needless to say, that led to another round of play and this more intense than the first. This time she brought me to orgasm too.
We spoke a bit after that and I told her that she really needs to find a partner. If for nothing else than for her sanity. I said that if she is pressured to marry to do all she could to find someone who is accepting of her desires and attractions. Not easy but there are some out there. That or try to find an expat woman who may well share her interest. She was now worried about my husband who has just spent 2.5 hours waiting for us.
We returned to the lounge, he was not there. We went to the lobby and there he was, watching the news on TV. His favorite pastime. He looked up at us and asked if everything was OK. We both told him it certainly as. She turned to me and asked how she could find one like him? I just said they are rare but not extinct. She said she had to go but we have kept in contact over the years off and on. She is doing just fine and having some nice times as she wanted. Yes, she did marry, had two children but divorced. She now lives with another woman who has one child and shares her passion. Everyone thinks their living arrangement is one of financial convenience. Great people.
