Jessica, Malaysian Lesbian
Hi, I'm Jessica Yap. You can call me Jess. I'm Malaysian Chinese and I live in Melbourne, Australia. I finished university last year, and this is my first year out in the real world. I have an apartment in the city from where I can walk to work.
I go to the gym near my place about 4 or 5 times a week. I have become... well, obsessed with getting my body into the perfect shape, according to my standards. That means I workout to get a hard stomach, really well-toned arms, legs and butt!
I want to tell you about my first real lesbian experience.
Back when I was in university, I had a couple of flings with two girls there. One was a slightly older Australian girl. She basically seduced me after we met at an on-campus lesbian activities meeting. She thought I was 'fresh off the boat', another 'not very good at English' rich girl from Singapore of HK, or something like that. She was shocked to learn that I was born in Melbourne. I guess my Chinese features and brown skin made her think otherwise. Anyway, while we were walking back to our dormitory, she pulled me into a doorway and kissed me firmly on the lips, telling me that I was the sexiest girl she had seen here. I was shocked of course! I had never kissed anyone before, coming from a fairly conservative family and background.
But, after she apologised, and walked me back to my room, I began to feel strangely comfortable with what had happened. The next time I saw her, she was embarrassed, and I made sure she had nothing to be embarrassed about. So, from then on we dated for about 3 months. She taught me the basics I guess, of lesbian sex, but I was still very naive, and nervous. It ended badly when she dumped me for another Asian girl from the lesbian group.
My second experience was with a Vietnamese girl, also in the group. She caught my eye, as being quiet, a little shy, but absolutely cute as cute could be! This time, with my confidence up, I approached her, but not with a clumsy kiss. I just engaged her in conversation, finding out about her background. She was here alone, family back in Vietnam, very nervous about exploring her sexuality. Anyway, we became close and then eventually we got together at a friend's birthday party. It was so romantic. I looked into her beautiful eyes, she looked into mine, and we both kissed so passionately. I will never forget how sweet her hair smelled, how soft she was, how utterly gorgeous she looked in her traditional Vietnamese dress. This relationship lasted for 5 months, until we graduated. I think she went back to Vietnam. Sad face.
So, this brings me to now. I met Abby at my gym. Several years older than me, not a gym person by any means, in fact she was one of the very non regular people that would float in and out. I was checking my abs in the mirror after a great deal of sweating. She walked past behind me and commented that I looked amazing.
I was a little startled, but when I turned and made eye contact with her, she winked, and it was then I could tell she was trying to pick me up!
The next time I saw her, she asked me out for a coffee at the cafe around the corner from the gym. We sat, drank, talked about work, and that was that.
Then the next time after that, she was waiting for me in front of the gym. She asked if I wanted to go to her place for dinner. Being single and living alone, I said I would love to, with a slight hint of butterflies in my tummy, and the idea that I wanted her to seduce me.
At Abby's house, we settled in for dinner, a couple of glasses of wine and then onto the big sofa.
"So, what is your favorite part of your body?" she asked. I had to think for a few seconds.
"My tummy," I giggled.
"Oh, would you mind showing me?"
So, feeling a little bold from the wine (I don't really drink), I stood up in front of her and began to untuck my shirt.
"Slowly," Abby said, in a low voice, her eyes fixed on my midriff.
So, slowly, I lifted my shirt up, inch by inch up, slowly revealing my tight tummy. When I got to just under my sports bra, I stopped. Also, I was wearing high cut jeans, so I bunched up my shirt so it stayed up, then unbuttoned my jeans and slowly revealed my navel, peeling the jeans back to just above my panties.
I could tell Abby was getting really turned on. Her eyes were like saucers staring at my abs.
"Can I touch...?"
I nodded, and when her fingertips made cpntact with my naked skin, I felt goosebumps all over my body. I quivered, but the feeling was delicious. Her hands were so soft and gentle, her caresses were so meaningful. She was truly exploring, even worshipping, my hard work. My muscular ribbed stomach was my pride and joy, and even I had spent many nights alone making love to myself with my stomach the focus of my sensual desires.
She explored my sides, my ribs, my back (I turned around so she could see the cute dimples at the base of my back), my hips (oh, that was deliciously ticklish).
I knelt down on the sofa next to her, still with my sexy midriff exposed for her.
"Do you like to touch yourself?" she asked with a slightly quivering voice.
I felt like I was really in control of the situation.
"Of course I do, I love it," I whispered seductively.
"Oh god, show me, please," Abby moaned.
I stripped quickly, allowing Abby to bask in my delicious, brown, fit and completely naked body, then laid back on the sofa next to her. I closed my eyes, letting my hands lightly caress my body, enjoying the beautiful curves and valleys. I could hear Abby's breathing become more intense as my hands found their familiar places, the places they like to explore whenever I'm alone in bed, or in the bath, or... anywhere!
"Do you like my body," I whispered, still keeping my eyes closed, thrilling at the delicious sensation of loving myself in the presence of someone who must be thoroughly enjoying it.
"I love your delicious body Jess, just ... so ... perfect. Can I touch you?"
"Hmmm, yes please," I purred, waiting for her lovely soft hands to join mine all over my beautiful skin.
We continued this for several minutes, with lots of sighing, whispering.
"Feels sssoooo good. Is this what you like? Do you like watching girls love themselves?" I whispered.
"Oh yes, very much," purred Abby into my ear.
"Touch your beautiful neck," she whispered. I caressed my neck, putting my head back to let her see my fingers exploring the beautiful lines under my jawline.
"Touch your shoulders. Kiss your shoulders," she whispered. I caressed my shoulders, then leaned over to kiss my left shoulder. I had never done this before, but if this was what turned her on, I was all for it. And it was sexy as hell too! I continued kissing my other shoulder too.
"Keep kissing your sexy arms." I flexed my biceps and triceps, lifted them to my face and kissed and sucked on my delicious skin. I felt so naughty, it was totally new for me, but so so hot! Abby's hands were still caressing me as I truly made love with myself.
"Love your beautiful nipples my darling girl," she whispered. Soon I was pulling, squeezing and flicking my sexy nipples for Abby. I felt so wanton, so naughty, so horny.
"Your beautiful body is so perfect, Jess, watching you love yourself is the most amazing thing ever."
"I need to come Abby," I confessed.
"Oh yes, darling, please come for me," she whispered as she leaned over me to suck my nipples. My hands found their familiar places between my legs and I was surprised at how slippery and wet I had become. Within a few minutes I was contorted in the most delicious series of orgasms. More and more they came, as I flicked at my clitoris and Abby sucked at my nipples, until finally they subsided.
Whew, until next time! XX
I go to the gym near my place about 4 or 5 times a week. I have become... well, obsessed with getting my body into the perfect shape, according to my standards. That means I workout to get a hard stomach, really well-toned arms, legs and butt!
I want to tell you about my first real lesbian experience.
Back when I was in university, I had a couple of flings with two girls there. One was a slightly older Australian girl. She basically seduced me after we met at an on-campus lesbian activities meeting. She thought I was 'fresh off the boat', another 'not very good at English' rich girl from Singapore of HK, or something like that. She was shocked to learn that I was born in Melbourne. I guess my Chinese features and brown skin made her think otherwise. Anyway, while we were walking back to our dormitory, she pulled me into a doorway and kissed me firmly on the lips, telling me that I was the sexiest girl she had seen here. I was shocked of course! I had never kissed anyone before, coming from a fairly conservative family and background.
But, after she apologised, and walked me back to my room, I began to feel strangely comfortable with what had happened. The next time I saw her, she was embarrassed, and I made sure she had nothing to be embarrassed about. So, from then on we dated for about 3 months. She taught me the basics I guess, of lesbian sex, but I was still very naive, and nervous. It ended badly when she dumped me for another Asian girl from the lesbian group.
My second experience was with a Vietnamese girl, also in the group. She caught my eye, as being quiet, a little shy, but absolutely cute as cute could be! This time, with my confidence up, I approached her, but not with a clumsy kiss. I just engaged her in conversation, finding out about her background. She was here alone, family back in Vietnam, very nervous about exploring her sexuality. Anyway, we became close and then eventually we got together at a friend's birthday party. It was so romantic. I looked into her beautiful eyes, she looked into mine, and we both kissed so passionately. I will never forget how sweet her hair smelled, how soft she was, how utterly gorgeous she looked in her traditional Vietnamese dress. This relationship lasted for 5 months, until we graduated. I think she went back to Vietnam. Sad face.
So, this brings me to now. I met Abby at my gym. Several years older than me, not a gym person by any means, in fact she was one of the very non regular people that would float in and out. I was checking my abs in the mirror after a great deal of sweating. She walked past behind me and commented that I looked amazing.
I was a little startled, but when I turned and made eye contact with her, she winked, and it was then I could tell she was trying to pick me up!
The next time I saw her, she asked me out for a coffee at the cafe around the corner from the gym. We sat, drank, talked about work, and that was that.
Then the next time after that, she was waiting for me in front of the gym. She asked if I wanted to go to her place for dinner. Being single and living alone, I said I would love to, with a slight hint of butterflies in my tummy, and the idea that I wanted her to seduce me.
At Abby's house, we settled in for dinner, a couple of glasses of wine and then onto the big sofa.
"So, what is your favorite part of your body?" she asked. I had to think for a few seconds.
"My tummy," I giggled.
"Oh, would you mind showing me?"
So, feeling a little bold from the wine (I don't really drink), I stood up in front of her and began to untuck my shirt.
"Slowly," Abby said, in a low voice, her eyes fixed on my midriff.
So, slowly, I lifted my shirt up, inch by inch up, slowly revealing my tight tummy. When I got to just under my sports bra, I stopped. Also, I was wearing high cut jeans, so I bunched up my shirt so it stayed up, then unbuttoned my jeans and slowly revealed my navel, peeling the jeans back to just above my panties.
I could tell Abby was getting really turned on. Her eyes were like saucers staring at my abs.
"Can I touch...?"
I nodded, and when her fingertips made cpntact with my naked skin, I felt goosebumps all over my body. I quivered, but the feeling was delicious. Her hands were so soft and gentle, her caresses were so meaningful. She was truly exploring, even worshipping, my hard work. My muscular ribbed stomach was my pride and joy, and even I had spent many nights alone making love to myself with my stomach the focus of my sensual desires.
She explored my sides, my ribs, my back (I turned around so she could see the cute dimples at the base of my back), my hips (oh, that was deliciously ticklish).
I knelt down on the sofa next to her, still with my sexy midriff exposed for her.
"Do you like to touch yourself?" she asked with a slightly quivering voice.
I felt like I was really in control of the situation.
"Of course I do, I love it," I whispered seductively.
"Oh god, show me, please," Abby moaned.
I stripped quickly, allowing Abby to bask in my delicious, brown, fit and completely naked body, then laid back on the sofa next to her. I closed my eyes, letting my hands lightly caress my body, enjoying the beautiful curves and valleys. I could hear Abby's breathing become more intense as my hands found their familiar places, the places they like to explore whenever I'm alone in bed, or in the bath, or... anywhere!
"Do you like my body," I whispered, still keeping my eyes closed, thrilling at the delicious sensation of loving myself in the presence of someone who must be thoroughly enjoying it.
"I love your delicious body Jess, just ... so ... perfect. Can I touch you?"
"Hmmm, yes please," I purred, waiting for her lovely soft hands to join mine all over my beautiful skin.
We continued this for several minutes, with lots of sighing, whispering.
"Feels sssoooo good. Is this what you like? Do you like watching girls love themselves?" I whispered.
"Oh yes, very much," purred Abby into my ear.
"Touch your beautiful neck," she whispered. I caressed my neck, putting my head back to let her see my fingers exploring the beautiful lines under my jawline.
"Touch your shoulders. Kiss your shoulders," she whispered. I caressed my shoulders, then leaned over to kiss my left shoulder. I had never done this before, but if this was what turned her on, I was all for it. And it was sexy as hell too! I continued kissing my other shoulder too.
"Keep kissing your sexy arms." I flexed my biceps and triceps, lifted them to my face and kissed and sucked on my delicious skin. I felt so naughty, it was totally new for me, but so so hot! Abby's hands were still caressing me as I truly made love with myself.
"Love your beautiful nipples my darling girl," she whispered. Soon I was pulling, squeezing and flicking my sexy nipples for Abby. I felt so wanton, so naughty, so horny.
"Your beautiful body is so perfect, Jess, watching you love yourself is the most amazing thing ever."
"I need to come Abby," I confessed.
"Oh yes, darling, please come for me," she whispered as she leaned over me to suck my nipples. My hands found their familiar places between my legs and I was surprised at how slippery and wet I had become. Within a few minutes I was contorted in the most delicious series of orgasms. More and more they came, as I flicked at my clitoris and Abby sucked at my nipples, until finally they subsided.
Whew, until next time! XX
3 years ago
