Sue - the Beginnings of My Friendship

I was looking back at my diary yesterday and remembering the early days of my working. I was amazed to see how I worked my cunt off at that time. For a long time I was working six or seven days a week except when I had my period. I also was reminded of why Sue is so significant in my life. We had met the first day I worked but we really got to know each other on the 30th December of that year. It was a Saturday and I worked the day shift with Sue and was feeling quite down: New Year’s Eve was the next day and I wouldn’t have a chance to see John until next year – at that time he was still with his former wife. I was wondering what I would do the following day. Business was quite quiet although I did have 3 customers.

Sue invited me to dinner at her place and I was happy to have someone to spend time with. At that time Sue was married – this was when she was still trying to be straight – in fact, Sue has been married twice and has lived with two other men. That night, her husband, however, was out drinking with friends and she said he wouldn’t be back until very late.

Sue cooked up a curry and poured us some wine. It was stinking hot and Sue suggested that since it was just us girls, we strip down to our underwear and get comfortable.

We started to talk and Sue told me her life history – at 16 she ran away after she was found by her parents fucking a schoolmate in her room. She gravitated to the Cross where she started to work the streets – she was raped during this period – before a Greek man picked her up and took her in. He became her pimp and they lived together for over a year but he was quite violent and Sue ran away in the long run. She says however in one way she was lucky because he caught her before she started on drugs – she had been offered them a few times and would probably have become a user if she had stayed on the street much longer.

She actually moved in with one of her clients who had known she was being hit and had offered to protect her. A few weeks later they got married and Sue didn’t work for a while but he was an alcoholic and in a short while she found out that they were flat broke and he was unable to cope. She was now 18 and a lot more cluey, so she got a job in a brothel and financed the family. But she couldn’t cope with her husband’s drinking and after a while she shifted out to live with another client. She is still in contact with her first husband and they remain friends. She is actually very sorry for him and always says that he is a good man but very pathetic – she actually paid for a rehab session for him about two years’ back but he hit the bottle again six month’s later and is at this moment in hospital for chronic drinking-related problems. Sue and Lisa visit him there quite often I believe – Sue says the rest of his family have abandoned him because he is too difficult.

The trouble was that the guy she moved in with next turned out to be even more violent than her first partner and after about six weeks she fled and stayed with one of her co-workers. She met her second husband through the co-worker and Sue decided to take a chance and moved in with him.

He was not violent and was quite kind to her and she agreed to marry him. The trouble was that was a user – he liked her selling her pussy so that he could live off her. He called her pussy their moneybox. He never cooked for himself and expected Sue to care for him in all ways. He fucked her but not that often because he said he wanted her to keep energy for her work. I could not understand why Sue married him – she showed his picture and he was a fat middle-aged man, not good-looking at all – she says she just took things as they came and he was less of a loser than the other guys she had been with. I doubted this – he seemed just as much of a loser.

After hearing all this, I was in awe of her. Her life had been so tough and yet she was still strong. I felt so immature and silly beside her. We started to talk about working and I asked her what she thought of the clients. She said:

“Look, you open your legs, you let them put their dicks in – if they want your mouth, let them have it – they can fuck your body any time but never let them fuck your mind. I’ve done so many tricks and there isn’t a john that I’ve felt for– they are all just cunt-fillers, some are nice, some horrible but once they’ve cum, they’re gone.”

The way she talked about men was so dismissive I asked her if she had ever loved a man desperately and talked about John and how much I craved him and missed him when he was away. She laughed at me, telling me that I would wake up and learn one day. I asked her what about her husband, didn’t she love him? She said that she put up with him because you had to have a man and he was the best she had found. What about the boy she had been fucking at her parent’s place? She was just trying him out – at school, you needed a boyfriend. He wasn’t worth anything.

We were sitting on the couch together and I obviously looked a bit bemused by her cynicism. She leant over and gave me a brief kiss on the forehead and said “You’re so sweet, Grace, you are so nice about people”. I smiled at her and said “Maybe I’m naive but I believe in John – he has never misled me”. Sue then kissed me again this time on the lips – I think she expected me to pull back and I did a bit from surprise. To cover my embarrassment, I asked her “So you have never loved anyone?”

“I didn’t say that. I said I have never loved a man – I think I could come to love you, you know.” Her hand was now resting on my leg and she was sitting very close to me. I remembered how I had been warned by other girls at the brothel that Sue liked pussy. I had thought she wasn’t interested in me but now I realised she was trying it on with me. I had mixed feelings: I had never been with a woman and I was curious but also nervous and felt it was unnatural – certainly, lesbianism was very much contrary to my cultural background.

Sue could tell I was unsettled but she pressed on, saying “I can tell you’ve never been with a woman – after that, you’ll forget about John”. While she was talking, her hand on my leg had moved up to touch my pussy through the underpants and her other hand was undoing my bra – it fell to the ground. I sat there totally stiff, feeling Sue’s hands working on me. Then she pulled me to her and started kissing my lips, forcing her tongue into my mouth.

I found I was beginning to respond but still I half wanted to run away. Suddenly, Sue stopped kissing me and said “Stop resisting, Grace. You want it – look how hard your tits are and your panties are wet. She suddenly pulled them off with a skill that revealed her experience. She pushed them into my face and I could see that my pussy juices had wet them through. And she was right - my nipples were hard.

Sue continued “Listen to your body – you need to have real sex – you want it, you little slut – just like I want you”. Then she started to kiss me again more and more passionately. I found I was getting more excited as I felt her fingers playing with my very wet and now exposed pussy.

For the first time, I stated to move and let my hand slip between Sue’s legs and found her panties were just as wet as mine had been. Sue was a little surprised that I had taken the initiative and stopped kissing me for long enough to let me say “You’re very wet.” And then to ask “Can I see your pussy”.

Sue said, “I thought you’d never ask” and she pulled off her panties and flung them across the room. Then she stood herself up on the couch straddling me so her pussy was over my head. She lowered it to touch my face. I had never seen a pussy so close before. “Kiss it, lick it” she said and I let my tongue touch her pussy, tasting her pussy juices – the first time I had tasted any girl’s juices apart from my own (off condoms when a guy fucked my cunt and then my mouth).

The couch was not a good place to make love – too awkward -and so after I had given a few licks of her pussy, Sue got down and said “let’s have a shower and then we can go to the bedroom”. This was the chance for me to stop if I wanted to but I knew I wanted to explore girl-girl more and so we moved to the bathroom hand-in-hand. The taste of Sue’s pussy was still fresh in my mouth. (I have to be honest: I like the taste of pussy much more than a man’s cum). Sue guided me into the shower and we showered together scrubbing each other and kissing and touching a lot.

I realised that Sue had given me a chance to slow down. The important thing about a truly satisfying girl-girl fuck is that it is lots of slow unrushed foreplay and body exploration. Soon we came out of the shower dripping wet and dried each other roughly but we were both impatient for the bed and so we were still wet (especially my hair which from recollection was very long at the time) when we clambered onto the bed. I was all keen to go to it hammer and tongs but Sue told me to lie back on the bed face up and she started to kiss me slowly, starting with toes up one leg until her tongue flicked my clit – it was like an electric shock that one tongue flick. I was so aroused that I almost came.

Sue could tell how stimulated I was but decided to play with me more, kissing me slowly down the other leg until she reached my toes. Then she moved to my waist kissing me and letting her hair brush me further stimulating me. Gradually she worked up to my breasts and started kissing my nipples, stimulating them. I was past aroused by now and my body was shaking with the sensations – I was going to cum and Sue continued to kiss my nipples while she put her hand on my pussy, rubbing my clit with her thumb at the same time as she let her other fingers explore my pussy hole.

I came and it was an incredible climax – wave after wave rippled through my body which kept shaking with the sensation. It took some time till my body calmed enough for me to start thinking about pleasing Sue but then I told her that I wanted her to let me please her.

I didn’t want to just copy what she did and so I did things that I knew John used on me to drive me crazy. First I pulled her close to me and started kissing her and then I nibbled her earlobes before kissing and stimulating the nape of the neck. I then softly licked down her back with my hands round her, playing with her tits, pulling gently at her nipples and tweaking them. They were very hard and Sue was breathing heavily and moaning a bit.

She was saying things like “Oh yes you bitch” and “You beautiful slut, just keep on”, “come on you little whore”. She was extremely excited and based upon what John would often (but not always) do with me at this point, I decided to move her about and push her flat on her back on the bed , push her legs apart and start licking her pussy. Although I had had my pussy licked a lot of times both by clients and by John who knew how to do it so right, I had never done it before and I just tried what I thought John did.

Obviously I was doing something right because Sue was going crazy saying things like “Lick me you fucking little whore – do me – lick my cunt, you slutty little bitch – drink my juices you fucking slut”. This made me more excited - even though I had just cum so strongly, I was turned on by the ways he called me names and felt myself getting a bit wet.

I kept on licking her letting my tongue gently rub her clit and it was almost no time before she was cumming, her whole body shaking and it looked like her climax was almost as full as mine.

I continued to lick her pussy until Sue pushed my head away and then I laid down next to her and we started to embrace.

Sue commented – “well you never had a great fuck like that with John. Did you? In fact I had had - John would spend hours satisfying me and bringing me to a climax – playing and teasing me just like Sue did. I didn’t answer but Sue saw something in my eyes that made her press on. “You’re not going to tell me that John would give you that much loving before he jumps you?” I didn’t want to argue with her at this moment but I was also feeling very loyal to John and so I said, “John is great at foreplay, he can really make me cum but it’s different, I can’t compare girls and guys they fuck different – you are so great – I loved every minute”. Sue was mollified a bit since I didn’t say John was better but she was not really happy –she clearly wanted to hear that John was not nearly as good. But she didn’t want to spoil the moment and so instead she kissed me on the lips and we cuddled and snuggled together until we gradually moved into making love again, this time working together stimulating each other until we came more-or-less at the same time, sharing our climaxes.

We made love and cuddled for hours, until Sue’s husband walked in seeing us both stark naked in bed – he was no better looking in real life than in the picture and he stank of beer and sweat. He said “oh Sue, you’ve bought home a fuck for me – been getting her ready, eh?” And he started to pull down his pants. Sue said “Grace is just going”. I whispered to her – it’s alright I can fuck him if you want – I sensed she wasn’t going to be jealous and it might make things easier for her - she whispered back “thanks”. So then I said aloud, “Oh Sue, I have time for your man”. We had a quick suck and fuck as Sue watched, the beer in his system made him not good for much but he did cum. (Sue had provided a condom)

Then I quickly showered and got dressed. I kissed Sue good-bye and she said “I’m sorry it ended like that” but I said “it’s been great and that it doesn’t really matter – it just highlights how good you are!” We had another passionate kiss.

I went home on such a high that I wrote the experience in my diary straightaway reliving it as I wrote. My diary version was pretty much as I’ve written here. I finished off saying ”This is definitely not the last time I’ll do girl-girl and it won’t be my last time with Sue if she wants me again – and I think she does”.

Saturday 17 January 2009 - 10:21PM (EST)