01. Jemma & Zoe

Literotic asexstories – 01. Jemma & Zoe by TOMiP,TOMiP
Just one kiss is all it takes to get things started.

The college lesbian fling is a real thing. I know, I had my share. More than my share. College is where you figure out who you are, try new things. See what you like.

My name is Kelliann. I think you’d like me, if you met me. I have a southern girl’s charm, and I’m good at using it to get what I want. I also have slightly curly, blond-ish hair that always looks tousled, a nice smile, and I’ve been told I have beautiful brown eyes.

I’m as tall as most boys, which is only a problem when a boy has an ego that won’t let him date a girl who’s as tall as he is. Which is most southern boys! So, I tend to go whichever way the wind blows. Lately, it’s favored the fairer sex.

My side gig is writing sexual fantasies for a podcast. But lately, my personal sex life hasn’t given me enough material to refill my well. Partly because things dried up after I graduated.

I stayed in town, which seemed like a good idea at the time because I landed a good job, but it was a college town, and college girls have their cliques, most of which don’t welcome strangers. Sure, I picked up a few in bars, but most girls who go to bars aren’t looking to hook up with other girls.

Then, everything changed. My car broke down. It needed a new head gasket thingy, two thousand bucks! It was eight years old and it was a lemon, totally not worth fixing. Best thing that ever happened to me! I made lemonade!

I had to take an Uber home from the garage, and it gave me an idea. With my job, I got a loan and bought a crossover with a huge back seat, big enough to lay down on, to sixty-nine, facesit, whatever. And I installed cameras, for security, of course! Now I run Random Cab, or rather, my app is called A Girl Helping Girls, to make them feel safe! Like a guy Uber driver has never hit on a girl who’s been out partying?! Little do they know!

Then I go home, watch the vids and write a description of them, which my IT girl and some friends turn into a podcast, with a narrator, and however many friends it takes reading dialogue. And the stories all get them so hot, after they finish, they usually fuck.

Girls will do things for another girl they won’t do for a guy. Unless he’s a hunk. Or they’re in love. And my front seats swivel, perfect for watching, directing, encouraging, enjoying … participating! It also has a huge back seat, plenty of room to stretch out and spread your legs. I posted flyers in all the girl’s and coed dorms.

I got so much business, I quit my day job! Now, I work when I want to. And if I don’t, clients get a ‘Not Available’ message, and use whatever.

I don’t hit on girls coming home from the bars, partly because I don’t want to take advantage of drunk girls, then have them come after me for sexual assault when they sober up, but mostly because there’s not enough light!

But once they’ve used me and I do want to hit on them, I’ll give them a ‘repeat’ code to use the next time, so I’ll know they’re a ‘preferred pickup!’

I do make exceptions, of course, when it feels right, like the two bitches I just picked up from a Joel Sax show at the Crazy Cat. They were so ready to fuck him, it wasn’t that difficult to get them to fuck each other, with a street light shining in just right. I could tell they would, the way they talked about what they’d do to him if they got him alone.

‘What was your plan to do that?’

‘Jemma flashed him!’

‘No way!’

‘I did, I totally did!’

We were stopped at a red light, with no one in sight, so I said, ‘Prove it. Flash me!’

And she did, grabbed the bottom of her tank top and yanked it up, her boobs bouncing as they sprang free, and they were lovely, large, round and firm. Zoe hooted and she pulled it back down. They fell together laughing.

‘He must not have seen you,’ I told her, glancing up to make sure the light hadn’t changed.

‘He was looking in our direction, but I guess we were too far back.’

‘Too bad. What would you have done if he’d seen you, and brought you back stage?’

‘I would have blown his mind.’

‘You two look hot together. Have you ever hooked up?’

They each shook their heads, no, but Jemma’s smile that suggested she’d at least thought about it, maybe done it with another girl. And Zoe had on a white V-necked T-shirt over a neon pink bra that looked to me like an advertisement for boobies. Hotness squared!

‘Jemma, are you a good kisser?’

‘I’m an awesome kisser.’

I started up from the light, in no particular hurry. Getting Jemma to flash was one thing, but getting her to finger her friend … was easy.

All I had to do was say, ‘Show me on Zoe.’

Jemma leaned in like she was going to kiss her, hesitated, then went for it. And Zoe kissed back.

There was electricity in the air, a little back seat frisson. They were soon going at it like each of them thought the other was Joel Sax.

Now, they weren’t drunk, but up ’til then, I still hadn’t gotten anyone naked at night. Did I mention I also do improvisational comedy? You take a suggestion and turn it into a scene.

And the scene I was given was a deserted grocery store parking lot with a security light on the side of the building, that–I’ll admit, it was lucky, but I knew how to make it work–came through the windshield and illuminated the back seat enough to record them.

Jemma, who’d pushed Zoe down and was stretched out on top of her, looked up when I swiveled toward them.

‘It’s okay,’ I told her. ‘It’s good to practice on a friend, so you’ll be confident when you do end up in the back seat with Joel Sax, right?’

It’s hard to say whether my reasoning convinced her, or if she’d wanted this all along, and all the kissing got her motor running. Either way, she liked what she was doing enough to continue. And Zoe seemed to like it too.

She kissed her way along Zoe’s jaw to her ear, then down her neck and into the V-neck of her T-shirt.

Zoe was into it, but for some reason, she opened her eyes and saw me watching.

‘Zoe, was she lying or is Jemma a good kisser?’

Zoe smiled, nodded and said, ‘Yeah, she’s a good kisser.’

‘Why don’t you let her show you what she’d like Joel Sax to do to her?’

She looked at Jemma. They both smiled, and Jemma leaned in to continue kissing. But her right hand found its way under Zoe’s T-shirt.

‘That T-shirt is kinda in the way, isn’t it?’

‘Totally,’ Jemma said, raising up.

She pushed the T-shirt up above Zoe’s boobs, and Zoe stretched out her arms so Jemma could take it off.

‘And I bet her bra is too.’

Jemma reached under her and fumbled with the catch. Zoe tried to raise up to make it easier, but it didn’t help.

‘Damn, girl, you’ve never taken another girl’s bra off before?’

‘Never.’

‘Here,’ said Zoe.

She reached back with one hand and popped the catch, then shrugged so Jemma could toss it aside.

Zoe smiled, eager for more, and Jemma knew what to do next.

She kissed her way between her friend’s breasts, then over to her right nipple. Her tongue flashed out and swept around it. Zoe inhaled sharply. Excitement and intense pleasure spread across her innocent face.

Jemma sucked in the tip, then as much as her mouth would hold. She let it escape slowly, then moved across to the other peak.

Zoe’s fingers feathered Jemma’s hair and held her close, not wanting the exquisite sensation to end.

But Jemma raised up to appraise her. They looked at each other for a long moment.

I thought the kissing had awakened her, but it seemed I was wrong. I had to step in.

‘Zoe, did you like that?’

‘Yeah!’

‘If you liked it, why did you let her stop?’

‘Why’d you stop.’

‘I wasn’t sure if you wanted me to keep going.’

‘Zoe, are you wet?’

‘Prob’ly.’

Listening to them talk when they first got in, Jemma doing most of it, and Zoe listening attentively to her friend, I figured Jemma to be the more daring of the pair, but Zoe to be willing to go along with whatever Jemma wanted to do.

‘Jemma, why don’t you check to see if she’s wet. If she is, I bet she wants you to keep going.’

‘Want me to?’

‘Go ahead.’

‘Wait. That’s not really fair, is it Zoe? You’re topless and she’s not.’

‘That’s so unfair!’

Jemma sat up and pulled her clingy top over her head. Those luscious boobies sprang free, dancing before my eyes once again. I suppose it’s safe to say, I was leaning in. And probably blocking the view of the tiny camera mounted below my rear-view mirror. I’d begun recording as soon as Jemma flashed. Well, the two cameras mounted in the upper corner of each side window would have to do.

‘My, you’re lovely!’ I told her. ‘Zoe, isn’t she gorgeous?’

‘She’s hot as fuck.’

‘You could make it easy, you know, unzip for her.’

Zoe didn’t hesitate. She unzipped her shorts.

That told Jemma all she needed to know. Her hand snaked into her friend’s panties, and when it came out, her middle finger glistened in the glow of the security lamp.

‘Let her taste it,’ I suggested.

Jemma smeared the arousal on Zoe’s lips.

‘Now you taste it. Kiss her.’

Jemma stretched out once again on top of her friend, and they kissed passionately. They weren’t going to stop now. I pulled my hand-held out of the glove box and turned it on.

I didn’t point it at them directly, at first; I didn’t want the light to alert them until they were too far gone to care. But I did want to move things along, especially now that I had a lamp on in the car.

‘How does she taste, Jemma?’

‘Amazing!’

I turned the camera toward them and said, ‘If you can make her come with your mouth, the ride’s free!

I had the camera full on them now. Jemma raised up and appraised Zoe once again. Zoe raised up to try to kiss her, but Jemma backed off, just out of reach. A teasing smile formed on her lips.

‘Want me to?’

‘I’ve wanted you to, like, forever!’

‘What do I do,’ she asked, turning to me, noticing the camera, but she didn’t seem to mind.

‘What, you’ve never done the dirty with a girl before?’

‘Never.’

‘Neither have I.’

‘Get comfortable, Zoe, you’re gonna love it. Jemma, just do what you like guys to do to you. Trust me, you’ll know exactly what to do.’

Jemma rolled to her side, and Zoe quickly slid her shorts and panties down to her ankles. She kicked them off. Jemma reached down again. Her middle finger traced the length of Zoe’s slit and dipped into her pussy.

‘You are soaked!’

‘You made me that way. You are a good kisser.’

Jemma looked at me and smiled, now appearing to either forget about the camera, or like it. She turned back to her friend and stroked slowly, up and down over her clit.

‘Oh, god yes! Just like that!’

Jemma increased her speed, and watched her friend as she ignited her erotic flame.

‘So, you like that, hunh?’

‘Yeah, I do! I fucking love it! Don’t stop, don’t … oh, god … FUCK!’

Her body spasmed into orgasmic flux, quaking as she flailed helplessly through bliss.

Jemma was amazed but kept rubbing until Zoe grabbed her hand and stilled her. Jemma beamed with pride.

‘Jemma, it looks like you’ve played with girls before.’

She shook her head no, but her smile remained.

Zoe’s breathing returned to normal, so I said, ‘Well, Jemma, since you used your fingers, it’s up to Zoe to make you come with her mouth, if you want a free ride, and I don’t think she can unless you get naked.’

Jemma practically ripped her shorts off. And just like that, I had my first two naked girls in my back seat, ready to do whatever makes them feel good.

Zoe sat up, pushed her hair behind her ear, shyly, and said, ‘I’ve never gone down on a girl before.’

‘But you’ve thought about it? Isn’t that one of your fantasies?’

She nodded.

‘You’ve made yourself come imagining Jemma was eating your pussy?’

She giggled and covered her face.

‘Jemma, isn’t that hot, knowing you’ve gotten her off before?’

‘Zoe! You should have told me!’

‘Okay, Jemma, lean back against that door, put one foot up here,’ I said, moving it myself, my face so close to her pussy, I was tempted to lick it myself. ‘Scoot forward, put your ass right here and your other foot on the floor.’

Zoe sat up as I positioned Jemma, but made no move toward her, so I said, ‘Zoe, honey, kneel right here and just lean forward.’

Again, I guided her, my hands wanting to wander from her side and shoulders to her boobs and pussy. But I resisted. There’s something about watching newbies that does it for me!

‘Jemma, your pussy is gorgeous! Doesn’t she have a pretty pussy, Zoe?’

Zoe nodded.

‘Okay, just kiss around it until you’re ready. That’ll drive her crazy.’

Zoe giggled with nervous tension, but then she kissed the crease between Jemma’s thigh and her soft lips. She raised up, almost startled.

‘Your pussy is on fire! It feels like I’m kissing the edge of the sun!’

‘Get back down there! That felt so fucking good!’

Zoe giggled again, shyly, pushing her hair behind her other ear. Good girl! No hair in the way blocking the camera’s view. Then she leaned in, slowly, and licked Jemma from her taint to the top of her slit.

Jemma almost hit the roof!

‘Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, fuck, fuck, fuck! Don’t stop, don’t stop!’

Maybe there was something about Zoe’s tongue. Maybe there was a chance I could experience it for myself. Or maybe it was just this fantasy coming true, on a night already filled with sexual tension, fueled by rubbing her BFF’s pussy, making her come. Whatever it was, it was happening.

Zoe sucked in Jemma’s clit. Jemma’s eyes saucer. She found me, her mouth open, chin nearly on her chest.

‘You love getting your pussy licked, don’t you?’

‘Oh my god, yes! She’s so fucking good. Is it always this … she’s amazing?’

I can see Zoe smiling around Jemma’s clit.

‘Keep telling her that and it will be. Getting compliments makes you try harder. And let us know when you get close.’

I want to make sure I’m watching her face this first time. She looks down at Zoe, who’s looking up at her.

‘You’re so hot, looking up at me like that. You have such pretty, sexy eyes.’

Zoe’s eyes dance. Her smile grows so large, she can’t keep her lips on Jemma’s, but her tongue continues to dance on her sex spot.

‘Yeah … yeah … oh my god, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah … FUCK! I’M COOOOO … FUCK!’

Could they both be that good, making each other come so quickly, I wonder as Jemma’s body buckles and quakes. Or is it just something they’ve both thought of for such a long time, that when it finally happens, they’re primed to explode?

Whatever; they’re both so fucking sexy, my pussy is soaking my panties.

Jemma finally pushes Zoe away, her body jerking one more time. Then again. Then yet again. This makes them both laugh, Zoe wiping off her mouth with the back of her hand.

‘Zoe, you should kiss her, let her see what her pussy tastes like on your lips.’

Zoe crawls up her friend, planting kisses here and there as she moves, then finally reaching her mouth. They kiss, warmly, affectionately, Jemma still breathing heavily out of the corners of her mouth. Then, finally, they separate. They look at me. I shut off the camera and set it down on the passenger seat. I watch them, holding each other, looking so sweet and so thoroughly fucked.

‘Do you think you’ll do it again?’ I ask Jemma.

‘Only every time I get the chance!’

‘Totally,’ Zoe agrees. ‘That was super, super fun! Making her come was super easy,’ she teased.

They look at each other, laughing, then kiss again. But I’m reminded that Zoe has still not had a girl go down on her, and I don’t want to waste the opportunity. So, I get down on my knees in front of her and put my hands on her thighs. She looks down at me.

‘I think you did such a good job on Jemma, you deserve a reward.’

She likes the idea. Her legs spread. I lean in, kissing her inner thighs. Then I raise up.

‘Jemma, you can suck on her titties and play with yourself. Maybe you can come together.’

They both like that idea. I lean back in. I suck in her clit. She moans, her hips moving forward, driving her slippery heat hard against my mouth. I lick and suck and enter her with my middle finger, fucking her slowly. As I increase my speed, she whimpers, her body now moving in time with my hand. I add a second finger and fuck her faster.

It’s hard to crane my neck, but I manage. Jemma sucks away on one boob, fondling the other. Above her, Zoe’s face is glowing, gleaming, bathed in the soft lamp shining down on us. She’s whimpering.

I feel her pussy clamp down on my fingers. I suck harder.

‘Oh fuck, oh fuck!’

Watching the video at home later, I see Jemma raise up and watch her. She’s rubbing her pussy as furiously as I’m fucking Zoe. Their expressions feed each other. Zoe pulls her in for a kiss, and they make out while she caresses her clit and I suck and finger. They break the kiss, they’re both close. Jemma backs away and they watch each other for a few seconds. Then they both explode. They’re going to sleep well tonight!

I feel a rush of fluid soaking my fingers, lips and face. Both bodies lurch and spasm, arms flailing, breath escaping in high-pitched squeals, eyes locked on each other. This is a night they won’t soon forget, and I’m pleased to have been a part of it.

But once they’d come, I was in a hurry to drop them off at the dorm so I could go home and watch the video. There had been four orgasms in my back seat, and none of them were mine! I needed to do something about that.

Luckily, I make it home without anyone seeing me. My panties have soaked through my shorts! Next time, maybe I should wear a pad. Or better yet, take them off!