An Unforgettable Weekend

“Oh, Becky,” Tricia moaned. Her breathing was becoming heavy and she was pushing back into Becky even harder.

Tricia broke free from Becky and turned to face her. On her knees on the Jacuzzi bench, she was taller than the brunette and she leaned down, taking Becky’s face in her hands, and kissed her. It was a light, teasing kiss and Becky found herself chasing after Tricia’s lips, hungry for more. Tricia kept teasing, catching Becky’s lip between her own until Becky grabbed her and pulled her closer. The women kissed full on, tongues brushing each other and Becky rose up out of the water to press against Tricia. Their breasts mashed into each other and whenever her nipples touched Tricia’s, Becky moaned into the masseuse’s mouth. Both women were standing in the Jacuzzi, their arms wrapped around each other was they kissed. Tricia was kneading Becky’s hard little ass and Becky’s hands were all over her friend. As one the women sank back down.

Becky shivered as Tricia kissed down to her breasts and flicked her tongue teasingly around her nipples. Becky could tell already that Tricia loved to tease and it was making her crazy. Becky kept trying to press her breast into Tricia’s mouth and the woman kept avoiding it, instead darting her tongue across Becky’s nipple. Becky reached down and teased Tricia’s nipples, figuring turnabout was fair play. Tricia’s teeth lightly nipped Becky’s nipple and she knew she was onto something. She teased both of Tricia’s nipples and Tricia responded by sucking on hers hungrily. While Tricia teased Becky’s breasts with her mouth she dipped a hand beneath the water and between Becky’s legs. Her fingers found Becky’s sparsely covered mound and pressed into it, sending involuntary shivers through the petite brunette’s body. Tricia continued her oral assault on Becky’s breasts while she rubbed her pussy and Becky shook uncontrollably with passion.

However good Tricia’s touch felt, Becky did not want to be passive. She wanted to taste and explore the other woman as badly as she wanted to be touched. She pulled Tricia’s lips from he breast and kissed her while maneuvering the other woman into a position where Becky could taste her puffy nipples. Tricia’s nipples were paler and thicker than Becky’s own and almost resembled Hershey’s Kisses capping her small, taut breasts. The masseuse’s breasts tasted of the Jacuzzi, but Becky loved the way Tricia moaned when she flicked her tongue over the sensitive, puckered flesh. When she sucked the nipple between her lips, Tricia cradled the back of her head and moaned, “Harder, baby, mmm, suck them harder.” Becky liked her nipples sucked on gently, but did as she was told and she felt Tricia’s nails dig into her scalp through her hair. While she nursed at Tricia’s nipple, Becky circled her tongue over it and hearing Tricia’s moans from her lips made Becky even hotter. She’d always wondered what it was like for a guy touching her or kissing her and now she was finding it.

Tricia’s hand found its way between Becky’s legs again and this time she pressed a finger between the girl’s lips, letting her fingers graze Becky’s clit. Becky had to stop her sucking for a moment and squeeze her eyes shut as pure pleasure shot up her spine. Tricia seemed to be good with her hands everywhere. She wasn’t heavy handed like a guy could be, but she seemed to instinctively know just how to touch Becky to set off fireworks inside her.

Becky slipped her hand between them as well and began rubbing Tricia’s slick, bald pussy. Tricia was dripping wet and Becky’s small hand slid right over her mound. The women pressed together and kissed heatedly as they rubbed each other. Becky laid her head against Tricia as her feelings over took her. Her heart was pounding and she felt so hot she thought she might pass out. She could understand what Tricia had said about sex in the hot tub. Tricia’s fingers were teasing, pushing just inside her while the sexy blonde kept rubbing her clit. Becky thought she might cum just from Tricia touching her pussy, something that rarely happened for her.

Before Becky could find out if she would cum, both girls heard the sound of people approaching the Jacuzzi area and they dropped into the water, falling silent. They could hear several people talking and laughing as they passed by, but fortunately no one stopped. Becky felt real fear at the prospect of getting caught with Tricia in the hot tub and she knew that the moment had been broken. Tricia obviously felt it too, because she pulled Becky close and gave her one last kiss, saying, “We’d better get out of here. If someone reports the gate unlocked they’ll send someone to check and I could get into trouble for bringing a guest in here after hours.”

“I understand,” Becky said with obvious disappointment. God, she was so horny. She did not want the night to end like this. She wanted to fully experience Tricia. She wanted to ask Tricia back to her room, but the other woman spoke before she could.

“Don’t sound so disappointed, I will see you tomorrow. I promise.” Tricia kissed her again and said, “We’d better get out of here.”

Becky did not feel she could ask Tricia back now, so she climbed out of the Jacuzzi. The night was really freezing now that she was soaking wet. Becky had trouble pulling her clothes over her drenched body, but she managed. Tricia was not quite as lucky with her outfit. She didn’t bother with her underwear and her blouse clung to her wet body like a second skin. She could barely get her tight pants back on. Becky knew Tricia would be an interesting sight if she ran into anyone on her way back to her room.

Alone in her room once more, Becky lay on top of the covers in a tank top and panties thinking about all that had happened. She slowly stroked herself through her panties as she thought about how exciting it had been to touch Tricia and make her moan. She found she loved turning on a woman as much as she loved turning on a man. She couldn’t help but wonder what would happen when she saw Tricia tomorrow.

It was late the next morning when Becky finally got out of bed. She rarely slept in, but she wasn’t in any hurry to get up. Slowly memories of the night before came back to her and butterflies filled Becky’s stomach. She couldn’t believe she’d been so forward with Tricia or what she’d done with her. It was something she’d always been curious about, but she didn’t think she would ever have the chance to experience it. Now that she’d had a taste, Becky wanted to complete the experience and she hoped Tricia would too. But would she get the chance?

It was Becky’s last day at the spa and she had one more massage scheduled for that morning. She wondered if the massage would be all business or if something would happen. Tricia might not want to mix business with pleasure. Or, Becky feared, what if she hadn’t been any good and that was why Tricia had been in such a hurry to get out of there last night. Becky forced the anxiety from her mind and she told herself she could only go with the flow. She took a long shower and made sure to shave her legs and neatly trim her pussy. She wanted to be ready for Tricia. Becky put on panties under her robe, but then thought better of it and left them in her room.

The massage room was empty when Becky arrived so she went through Tricia’s CDs and chose a Shakira disk, not in the mood for something mellow. She sat on the massage table and waited, becoming worried when Tricia was more than ten minutes late. Now Becky was really thinking that Tricia regretted what happened the night before and she would never see her new friend again. Becky was just starting to get down on herself when Tricia finally appeared.

“I’m sorry I’m late, my department had a staff meeting this morning and it ran over. I’m glad you didn’t give up on me.” Tricia said, closing the door. Becky’s robe had come open almost to her lap and she didn’t make any move to close it when Tricia came in. “I see you’ve made yourself comfortable.”

“I honestly was starting to think you weren’t coming.” Becky said.

Tricia came close to Becky, nearly standing between her legs and out a hand on her arm. “You didn’t have to worry about that.” The look that passed between the women spoke volumes without a single word.

Feeling herself blush, Becky said, “So anything exciting happen in your meeting?”

“Just the usual, boring stuff,” Tricia said, putting her things down and flexing her hands to stretch them. “Although they seemed to stress one thing more than usual. My boss focused on the need to make sure that our massages stay on the professional level. The spa doesn’t want client getting the wrong idea about what goes on here.” Again Tricia came close to Becky, this time nudging between her legs and putting her hands on the sitting woman’s hips.

“Really? Well I guess that’s important. They wouldn’t want people thinking they’re running some kind of brothel.”

Tricia gripped the belt on Becky’s robe and slowly tugged the knot out of it. “Of course not. But not all clients are the same.” With the petite woman’s falling robe open Tricia slipped a hand inside, cupping a breast. Becky’s nipple instantly puckered at Tricia’s touch and she bit her lip. “Some clients deserve special attention.”

Becky swallowed hard and let her hands wander over Tricia’s breasts, bringing her nipples out through her tank top and bra. The hard little nubs looked like they wanted to burn their way free of their confinement. “I’m glad to hear you feel that way. There was some unfinished business from last night.” She pulled Tricia closer and kissed her. “I was really hoping we could take care of it.”

“What about your massage?” Tricia asked innocently. She pushed Becky’s robe back and it slipped off her shoulders.

“That can wait,” Becky replied, pulling the spaghetti straps from Tricia’s shoulders and peeling her tank top down. Her bra had a front hook, which Becky easily released. She leaned forward and took one of Tricia’s nipples between her lips. She flicked her tongue over the turgid flesh and whispered, “There’s something else I think would help me relax much more.” Becky hopped off the table and moved around Tricia, caressing and kissing the masseuse as she undressed her. When the taller girl was naked, Becky looked her in the eyes and with a sultry smile said, “I so want to taste you.”

It was Tricia’s turn to lie back on the massage table. She watched with rapt attention as Becky first squeezed a tiny amount of massage oil into her hands and then caressed her with slippery hands from her throat to her thighs. Becky’s hands did not miss a spot and Tricia arched her back off the table when the brunette massaged her breasts and rolled her nipples between oily fingers. The aromatic oil had a very slight cinnamon flavour which pleasantly surprised Becky when she traced her tongue around Tricia’s breasts, licking and kissing every inch of the taut mounds. Tricia was totally into it, writhing on the table and moaning Becky’s name by the time she was kissing the tender flesh of her inner thighs.

“Mmmm, higher Becky,” Tricia moaned, raking her fingers through Becky’s long brown hair, trying to urge the girl’s lips higher. “Kiss my pussy.”

Becky did plan on going there, but it was such a turn on to see the effect she was having on Tricia that she took her time. Becky was burning to be touched herself, but she really wanted to focus on pleasing Tricia and thus far had resisted the other woman’s attempts to touch her.

Tricia’s hairless pussy seemed so different from her own, lightly covered by a thin, carefully trimmed layer of light brown hair. She could see just how pink and swollen Tricia’s lips were with excitement and anticipation. Tricia was so wet her lips practically glistened in the soft light of the massage room. First, Becky brushed her lips over Tricia’s, sending uncontrollable tremors through the prone woman’s body. She knew exactly how she liked to be touched and kissed down there and she tried to imitate what she’d felt in the past from her male lovers. Softly, she kissed Tricia’s flower, spreading her lips as she did. When Tricia was laid open, Becky kissed her pussy deeply, letting her tongue dip deep and swirl inside the moaning woman.

“Oh God,” Tricia cried. Her legs were dangling off the end of the massage table and she wrapped them around Becky’s back, pulling her in closer and holding her there. It seemed to Tricia that the more strongly she reacted the more Becky got into going down on her. She really liked the idea what Becky was getting off on getting her off and that only made her moan more.

Finding Tricia’s throbbing clit, Becky kissed it and then sucked it. Tricia’s clit was much more pronounced than her own and she found she could nearly wrap her lips around it. She was also massaging Tricia’s dripping pussy with her fingers and the woman was so wet that two of them slipped inside with no resistance. Tricia’s scent and taste was sweet and feminine, not unlike her own. Becky had feared she might not like that part of the experience, but she was pleased that she enjoyed tasting Tricia. Leisurely, she moved her fingers in and out of Tricia, concentrating more on kissing her pussy. When Becky found a spot Tricia seemed to particularly like she concentrated her attentions there and was greatly rewarded.

Tricia quickly lost control from the petite brunette going down on her. Becky may have been a beginner, but she seemed to instinctually know what to do to make Tricia wild. Never before had Tricia been able to cum so fast or so easily. Becky’s passion for her seemed to flow right through her kissing lips into Tricia’s pussy to travel right up her spine and bombard her brain with delightful feelings. Tricia held onto Becky tightly, keeping her mouth locked onto her pussy as her orgasm ripped through her like a tornado.

“Oh God…God…GOD!” Tricia moaned stridently, propping herself up on her elbows and looking down at Becky’s brunette head busy between her legs. She tossed her wild mane of hair, blonde locks going everywhere. She was heedless of the tiny room’s ability to absorb her moans. If someone walked by there would know there was more than a massage going on behind the closed door.

Becky kept licking Tricia right through her orgasm, slowing only when the blonde slumped back to the table to purr like a contented cat. Becky was so pleased with herself. She’d finally tried something she’d been curious about for so long and it had been even better than she thought. Seeing Tricia’s unrestrained reaction to her efforts made Becky feel like the sexiest woman alive. She felt at the top of her sexual powers as she climbed onto the table on top of Tricia and kissed her, pressing her body into the other woman.

“That was so unbelievable. You’ve never done that before?” Tricia asked incredulously.

Becky blushed at the compliment. “No, this was my first time. Thank you, it was amazing.”

Tricia kissed and stroked her and said, “I wish you were staying longer so I could find out if it was just beginner’s luck. You are going to let me return the favour, I hope.”

“You don’t have to, that’s not why I did it,” Becky said, though she desperately wanted Tricia to touch her aching pussy.

“I don’t think you could stop me, Bec.”

Tricia worked a hand between their bodies and rubbed Becky’s slick pussy, making her jump. She squeezed Becky’s pussy in her hand, working her palm against her clit and the brunette gasped and pushed into her hand. Becky was soaking and Tricia commented, “I don’t think you would want to stop me.”

“No,” Becky moaned in agreement.

With little difficulty, the women changed positions and Becky lay on her back while Tricia stood at the end of the table between her spread thighs. Tricia did not waste time teasing this time, perhaps she sensed that Becky would never have stood for it. Instead she spread Becky’s pussy wide open and attacked it with long sweeps of her tongue, licking the length of the pink furrow and swirling her tongue at Becky’s clit. The brunette gripped the edges of the massage table with white knuckles and dug her heels into the end of the table, pushing her pussy up to Tricia. The masseuse did not finger Becky while she kissed her pussy, but rubbed in little circles wherever her lips were not. When she sucked on Becky’s clit she would rub all around the entrance to her steamy pussy and when she flicked her tongue inside the woman, essentially fucking her with it, she rubbed Becky’s clit. It was a deliberate seduction that no man had ever tried and it send feelings through Becky that she didn’t even know were possible.

Constant shocks of pleasure blasted through Becky’s body and her stomach rippled as she flexed her pussy up at Tricia. Although she at least made an attempt to remain quiet, Becky was out of control and Tricia’s oral attentions had her moaning freely.

“Ohhhh..ahhhhh…” Becky wailed, the orgasm she experienced from Tricia more intense that any a man had given her. It felt like she would literally explode, for her tiny body could not hold the joy that Tricia unleashed inside her. Finally she had to pull Tricia away from her pussy because she could not take anymore, it was just too intense for her.

Becky lay on the massage table limply as sense slowly returned to her. Her body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat and she drew her breath in long gasps. Tricia, meanwhile, had found her clothes and gotten dressed. She came back over to Becky and leaned down, kissing her sweetly as she stroked her hair.

“Thank you so much, for this whole weekend. It was so much more than I ever could have expected.” Becky said.

“It was my pleasure, literally. I hope I am sending you home relaxed.”

“More than you can imagine.” Becky smiled. She pushed off the bed and pulled on her robe. She found an unopened bottle of water and drank deeply from it. “Can I ask you something?”

Tricia was sweeping her hair back and puling it into a ponytail. “Sure, I don’t think there are any secrets between us now.”

Becky wasn’t quite sure how to ask what she wondered. “I couldn’t help but think that even from the beginning my massage was, I dunno, different. I just have to ask, did you seduce me? Was there something about me that told you I would be interested?”

“I don’t want you to think I am some kind of closet dyke, seducing all the pretty, young clients here. It is not something I do all the time. I have only been with one other woman in my life and that was in high school, my friend and I kind of experimented with each other. There’s only been one other client I became involved with and that was a guy last year who just exuded so much sex I couldn’t help myself. I ended up calling in sick all weekend and spent it in his bed.” Tricia closed her eyes and smiled just thinking about it.

“There was something about you, but nothing obvious. I guess it was just how you reacted to your first massage. There was an instant sexual charge about it and that is definitely not something that usually happens. You were so sexy that I found myself responding back to you and I was curious to see where things might go, so yes, I did go farther than I normally would have . When I found out how open you were I just got totally excited.”

Becky didn’t know what to say. It was hard for her to think of herself as an irresistible sexual creature, but Tricia’s comments greatly pleased her. She gave Tricia a long hug and told her, “Really, thank you for everything. This weekend was perfect and I’ll always remember it.”

Driving home Becky was so content she smiled the whole way. She didn’t know if she would let anything like that happen again, and she knew she still loved the feeling of a man, but she was so happy that it did happen and that someone as sexy and understanding as Tricia was the one to help make it happen. She called the friend who’d sent her away as soon as she got back and told him what a great weekend she’d had. He told her he was glad to hear it and wanted Becky to tell him all about it. Becky wasn’t sure how much she should share. She thought perhaps she should save the details for when she saw him next and could thank him properly for an unforgettable weekend.