Violet Teaches Kate
written by:
mcerotic

My lesbian alter ego (LAE) is back. She is actually a real person, a Chinese woman who lives in Singapore. Of course the stories are...well, stories. She wishes.

I think it was the first time I was ever hit on. Of course I'd had drunk women try and kiss me at parties, and even had women feel my breasts without asking, but this was the first time that I'd been chatted up. A girl was trying to get into my pants from a standing start, as it were. Usually, I'm the assertive one.

Just to remind you, I'm a woman who lives in Singapore. Chinese ethnicity. A lesbian. I don't hide it but I don't exactly advertise it either. After all, I have a day job where I can't be too wild. I also sometimes have an evening job. I don't really, but a friend of mine owns a pub and, since I'm also an experienced food and beverage manager, sometimes I help her out. But not the night this story starts, I was just there as a customer drinking beer.

Kate was one of the other people who worked there. She was also Chinese, very attractive. Twenty-four years old. She maybe carried a few pounds extra but that made her nice and curvy and she had big breasts, especially for an Asian. She sat down at my table with a coke.

"Not drinking beer tonight?" I said.

"Not when I'm working. Otherwise I'd invite you for a beer."

"I'm having one anyway."

"No. I didn't mean here. Up the street."

"Where? Why?"

"In the gay pub."

"Why do you want to go to the gay pub? You're straight. Very straight."

She laughed. "What does that mean?"

"You told me you've had a lot of men."

"I did? I must've been drunk."

"I was surprised when you told me. I don't know you that well."

Kate covered her face with her hands. "I can be such a slut. I've had so many one-night stands."

"Can you even remember how many?"

"No." She paused, wondering how much to reveal. She spoke quietly, making sure nobody else could hear. "When I get aroused, my anti-slut defenses stop working completely."

I laughed. "And your panties just fall off."

"Pretty much. I feel bad about it afterwards. Not good behavior. But at the time it's wonderful. Have you ever done it?"

"Done what?"

"Had sex with a guy? Or only girls?"

"Only girls. I guess by straight standards I'm still a virgin. I do fancy men occasionally."

"Really? But you've never gone for it?"

"It's never worked out. The men I've fancied weren't available or I was too embarrassed to be seen leaving with them. Or something. It's just never happened."

"Pity."

"It's funny. Lesbians don't have anti-slut defenses. But somehow, when I think about going with a guy, all that stuff kicks in anyway."

"Sometimes I wish anti-slut defenses didn't exist, so sex was like having a good meal. And sometimes I wish mine were stronger, so I only did things I could be proud of afterwards."

"So why do you want to go to the gay bar? Are you curious?"

"Curious?"

"Bi-curious. It means you're straight but you're interested in exploring. Maybe even doing it with a woman."

"I went to the bar last week. I'm not really sure why."

"You are curious! Is there a story?"

"Not really. Like in that song though. I kissed a girl and I liked it."

"That was brave of you."

"Well, to be honest, I didn't really kiss a girl. I let a girl kiss me. She was pretty aggressive and...I didn't stop her."

"Was she very butch?"

"Like in a movie. Combat boots. Camouflage pants. Leather tank top with bare arms. Tattoos."

"And you. What did you wear for your first trip to a gay bar?"

"I was a girly girl. Very femme. I wore a pink dress. High heels. I read somewhere that butch girls like that sort of look. Plus I already had the clothes in my closet."

"You didn't go home with her?"

"No. I wasn't that brave. I let her feel a boob, that was as far as I went. But..."

"But what?"

"I do want to...to try it."

"With a woman?"

"Yes. But not with a stranger." She paused. "It's my birthday tomorrow."

"What do you want for your birthday?"

"You know what I want. I want you to come to the gay bar for a drink with me. Teach me."

"Teach you what?"

"How to...shit...teach me everything."

"Wow. Why me?"

"Because I trust you. I know you well enough. I want you for my first time. Can I be any more obvious? I can feel myself blushing with embarrassment."

I laughed. "Not really. I get the message."

"Will you do it? Take me to the bar?"

"Of course I will. I'm thinking about whether I'll do more. The part where your panties fall off."

"Just take control. Make me do it."

"What do you mean? I don't want you do anything you don't want to."

"If I lose my nerve, I want you to tell me off."

"Really? What are you like with your one-night stands?"

She paused. "Promise you won't tell anyone?"

"Of course. If I do this...give you your birthday present, you mustn't tell anyone. Especially here in the pub."

"OK. When I'm in a relationship, I like cuddly, slow sex. Being made love to. But I've only been in a couple of real relationships."

I got the impression she wanted to tell me more. Her deepest secrets. "And on your one-night stands?" I said.

"On a one-night stand, I like the man to take control. I like him to be rough. Talk dirty to me. Tell me how bad and slutty I'm being. I like to feel used."

"Wow. It's hard to imagine you like that."

"You don't have to imagine. You just have to take control yourself. Talk dirty to me. Strip me. Use me."

I wasn't sure that this was a good idea. But my pussy had a mind of its own and I could feel it purring with pleasure at the thought of a fling with Kate.

"OK," I heard myself say.

Somehow, in the space of a few sentences, I seemed to have agreed to take Kate to bed for her birthday. But I have a philosophy that all straight girls should try it at least once, which means I have be willing to do it when a straight girl is ready. Not that I had any real reluctance with Kate, I knew she'd be uninhibited in bed and so great fun for a one night stand. Or even a few nights.

"I so want to kiss you," she said.

"Not here," I replied. "Tomorrow. In the gay pub. You can kiss me then."

"Oh my god. I can't believe I might be going to try it."

"How's your pussy?"

"What do you mean? Shaved."

"No. I meant are you turned-on? Wet?"

"Oh gosh, lesbians can be so explicit."

"And are you?"

"Yes," she whispered, as if it was an admission of guilt.

"Don't be one-way."

"One-way?"

"It's what lesbians call girls who will let you do anything to them. But never do anything back."

"Really? Some girls are like that?"

"Yup."

"That's really selfish. Like making a guy lick you and then going home without fucking him. I'd never do that. Will you fuck me too?"

"What do you mean?"

"With a dildo. A strap-on. I've seen it in lesbian porn. You have one, right?"

"No. I don't have any privacy at home so I don't dare keep toys."

"Shall I buy one?"

"Yes," I said, before I could think about whether it was a good idea or not. "But remember, it'll be my first time. Don't buy some huge monster."

"Pity," she said. "I like big...ones."

"I have a friend who's a hotel manager. I'll get us a room for tomorrow night."

"I've got to go back to work now. I'll meet you at the gay pub. We can arrange a time by text."

With that, she got up and a moment later was working the room, serving pitchers of beer and other drinks. I was the only person in the pub who knew her panties were damp. To my slight surprise, so were my own.

The following evening I arrived at the gay pub. Kate was sitting there with a full beer in front of her. She was in a pink girly dress, presumably the one that she had worn on her previous visit. The bar was probably three quarters gay men but there were plenty of lesbian couples too. I sat down beside Kate.

She looked at me. I could sense the lust in her eyes. She leant forward and pressed her lips against mine. She pulled back.

"I've wanted to do that for so long," she said.

"Really? Why didn't you?"

"At first I wasn't even sure if you were into girls, I didn't want to be too creepy if you weren't. Then when I was sure, I suppose I didn't dare. I didn't want to be rejected. Plus I don't really know how. Straight girls don't actually kiss guys, they just let the guy kiss them."

She touched her lips on mine again. I let her kiss me gently at first. Then I opened my mouth a little more. She didn't need any more encouragement and in a moment her tongue attacked mine. I put my hand on her leg, on her bare knee at first, but as we continued to kiss I slid my hand up higher, pushing her skirt up as my fingertips slid up the smooth silky skin of her inner thigh. I didn't dare go too high, after all we were in public, but I could almost feel her desire, feel how much she wanted me to touch her panties. She put her hand on the side of my body and slid up so that the palm of her hand was caressing the side of my breast. My nipple went hard even though my bra was pretty thick and so it wasn't that exciting in any objective sense. Finally, I broke the kiss and took my hand off her thigh.

"I'd better go and get a beer," I said. "I need something to cool me down after that."

When I got to the bar I glanced back and saw that Kate had downed most of her beer. So I her another one too.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?" she said as I walked back with two pint glasses.

"No," I said. "You don't need that. I know you'll do what I tell you to anyway."

"I will. I want you to do whatever you want with me."

"No you don't. You want me to make you do what, deep down, you want to do anyway."

"Oh my god, yes. Just order me around. Don't be gentle."

I leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Before sunrise tomorrow, I'm going to fuck you in the ass with the dildo that I know's in your purse."

Her whole body jerked as if I'd slid my hand into her pants, not just whispered something in her ear. She was almost shaking with arousal.

"Have you been fucked in the ass before?"

"Yes," she said quietly. "Just a few times. It's the ultimate surrender, letting a guy take you there. Especially if he does it without even asking permission. It's so intense."

"You'll undress for me later," I said. A statement, not a question.

"I know. You're my personal trainer in all this. I've never been naked in front of another woman before."

"Have you seen a naked girl?"

"Never."

"You've seen porn."

"Of course. But I've never seen a real naked girl. In the flesh, as it were. Especially...you know."

"Never seen another girl's pussy."

"Wow, no. In one sense I can't wait to see it. And in another it's terrifying."

I laughed. "I promise I don't bite down there. I want to see you naked too," I said. It was partially true. Kate was cute. But I was only going to bed with her because she wanted it so much. Plus my philosophy.

"Can we go?" she said. "I know we haven't finished the beer. But I can't wait for my birthday present."

We left the rest of the beer and a short time later we were in our hotel room. Now that we were alone, I could sense a little hesitation on her part, now she finally had to do the things that she'd only imagined and talked about.

She'd told me that she liked to be talked dirty to. So I decided to try doing it, something I'd never done before. Even on the couple of flings I'd had, I was still a lovey-dovey female.

"Strip for me, you little slut," I said. "Sluts don't deserve the modesty of clothes."

I could tell instantly that she loved to be talked to like that. She tore her clothes off until she was in bra and panties. She stood there in front of me, breathing heavily, a bundle of arousal. She reached behind and unclasped her bra and took it off, covering her breasts with her arm. Then she moved her arm away and I got my first sight of them. Nice and firm with brown nipples the color of milk chocolate. She took a deep breath and then slid the waistband of her panties over her hips and let them fall to the floor. I got the first sight of her pussy. Shaved, as she had already told me. A little slit at the base of her belly with the latte-colored tongue of her pussy lips nestling within.

"Come here and kiss me," I said. "Kiss me like you're in love with me."

She took two paces to cover the distance between us and without the slightest hesitation she pressed her mouth to mine. This time as the kiss went on and on, I let my hand slip up onto her breast. I gently rubbed her rock-hard nipple with one of my fingertips.

I stepped back and slipped my pants and my top off. I stood there in just bra and panties, leaving it for her to have her first experience of a naked woman. I didn't need to tell her, she reached behind me. It's funny how women wear bras all the time but can't work out how to undo another woman's. Whereas men don't wear bras, obviously, but my straight friends tell me they are expert at undoing a bra with one hand in a split-second. Eventually Kate got my bra strap undone and pulled it off. She got the first sight of my breasts.

"Wow. You're a big girl," she said as she put her hands on my breasts. She rubbed softly and I felt my nipples harden against the palms of her hands. Finally, I grabbed her wrists and moved her hands to the waistband of my panties. She hooked her thumbs under the elastic and slipped my panties over my ass. She squatted down as she pulled my panties down to my ankles and I stepped out of them. In that position she was inches from my pussy.

"Do you want to see my cunt?" I said.

"So much. You have no idea."

I moved onto the bed, lay back, and spread my legs wide. It felt like I was in a porno movie or something, but I knew it was what she wanted to see. Her first pussy not rendered in pixels on a screen.

"Lick it, bitch," I said.

She moved onto the bed and lay between my legs, her mouth an inch or two from my pussy. Slowly she lowered her head and her tongue touched my clit. It was electrifying. She'd never licked a pussy before, but as the owner of one she had a pretty good idea what to do. It doesn't always work like that, girls have difficulty finding the clit sometimes too.

"Oh you're a natural," I sighed as her tongue probed around the folds between my legs. I looked down at her. She opened her eyes and we made eye contact as her tongue squirmed around inside the opening to my body. Between her eyes gazing into mine, and her tongue in the most intimate corner of my body, I felt very connected to her.

"Yeah, get your tongue up in my cunt. You'll be spanked if you don't make me cum."

She started to lick me faster, striking the perfect balance between attacking my clit and being gentle enough that my arousal just built up inside me like a spring being compressed.

"Put your finger in me, you dirty slut."

I felt her finger gently probing, trying to find my entrance. When she found it, she pushed the tip into me. I was very wet. She pushed again and the whole of her finger slipped into my body.

"Oh you are such a good little slut, I can't believe you've not done this before," I gasped. I knew my orgasm was building up fast.

"Don't stop licking. You've done it you clever girl."

And she had. My body flooded with pleasure radiating out from between my legs. My pussy clenched hard, it felt like it was sucking her tongue inside me, and then waves of joy washed over me as she continued to caress my clit with the tip of her tongue. I soared up to heaven and then gradually came back down to earth and my body had a few final ripples. My clit was so sensitive that I had to push her away, or I think she'd have carried on licking me for hours.

"Your turn," I said aggressively. "Lie on your back and spread open your little fuck-hole. Show me how wet you are."

I rolled to one side and she moved onto the bed, lay on her back and spread her legs. She reached down with both hands and spread her pussy lips. I could see her pink interior was glistening. She moved her fingers slightly and it pulled the hood off her clit that stuck out like a tiny pink pearl, nestling in the light brown oyster of her pussy lips.

I lowered my head and used just the tip of my tongue to tease her clit, barely touching it, just tickling it slowly. I could tell from her breathing that I was having the desired effect. She closed her eyes and gradually she started to breathe more heavily, and then start to make little whimpering noises. I was going to put my finger in her pussy when I changed my mind. I licked my finger and pushed it between her ass cheeks, seeking the rough pucker that I knew defended her smallest hole. As my tongue tickled her clit, my finger circled her asshole, gradually pushing a little harder, opening her up. She was moaning hard now. I knew that if I kept going she would soon cum. But I decided I wanted to try to make her cum doing something I'd never done before.

"Where's your cock, bitch?"

She was silent for a moment as if her brain was taking extra time to process the question.

"My purse. In...inside."

I got off the bed, opened her purse, and saw the pink plastic cock lying there. It felt slightly weird to wrap my hand around it to take it out of the bag, seeing as I'd never actually touched a real one in my life. Underneath I could see the straps and the metal ring of the harness. I pushed the cock through the ring and buckled up the straps. It both looked and felt bizarre to have a cock sticking out from my crotch.

I moved between her legs. She was gently masturbating herself, keeping herself warmed-up while I equipped myself with the cock. I moved between her legs. I was not gentle. At least I don't think I was. Never having used a strap-on before I wasn't quite sure of the details of what to do, but I'd seen enough straight porn to have a reasonable idea of what it took to get a cock into a woman. I positioned the head of the cock at her entrance and thrust my hips forward.

The cock slammed into her and she squealed in surprise. Or joy. Who knew? But I didn't wait to find out, I just started to fuck her. It felt wonderful. It must feel even more wonderful for guys since they have feeling in their cocks, whereas my plastic cock was inert. But my pussy had its own feelings and I could feel my own arousal seeping out between my lips.

"Oh shit, that's good," Kate moaned as I started to fuck her. Of course it was my first time with a cock so I wasn't really sure what to do, so I just pretended I was in one of those straight pornos that I'd seen. Or even a lesbian one with a strap-on, but despite it seeming weird, since I'm a lesbian, I only watch straight porn, so I've not seen many of those.

"Fuck me hard, make me cum," Kate almost screamed. "Don't stop...I'm there."

Her body arched off the bed, pressing her outspread thighs hard against my hips and pushing her cunt onto the dildo. Then she flopped back onto the bed, with her eyes closed, her body overwhelmed by her orgasm as I pumped my hips back and forth until she lay limp and exhausted.

I pulled out of her. I pushed her over. I don't think she was really thinking, but she meekly rolled onto her front. I spread her cheeks. Even I, as a lesbian, knew you should really use lots of lube for anal, but I didn't have any. So I spat on her ass and used my fingers to spread my saliva onto the tight dark brown pucker of her asshole. Then I positioned the dildo there and pushed hard. I didn't think it would go in if I were gentle.

She screamed as the end of the dildo penetrated the tight ring of muscle.

"Oh, you fucker, you didn't?"

"I did," I said, as I pushed harder and more of the plastic shaft of my fake cock entered her non-fake asshole.

"oh fuck, go slowly," she gasped.

"I want to go fast," I said. But I did actually back of a bit. I didn't want to really hurt her, just dominate her totally.

It was hot watching the plastic rod distend her asshole and slide inside. I spat again, adding a little more saliva to lubricate her a bit more. I wondered what it must have been like the first time she took a man there. She'd all but told me he did it without permission, just rolled her over and entered her before she had a clue what was happening. I could feel the base of the dildo pressing against my own mound. I knew I was wet. Fucking a girl in the ass turned out to be much more exciting that I could have imagined. Not that I'd even imagined it. When I masturbated, my fantasies were all about licking. Or being licked. Tongues, not cocks.

"Rub your clit, you little anal slut," I said.

She reached under her body and between her legs. I could sense that she was close to climax already. I moved one hand to her breast and started to stroke her hard brown nipple.

"Oh fuck, I'm so turned-on," she gasped.

"Cum for me, you little bitch," I said.

Somehow, that was enough to take her over the top. She gasped as her orgasm exploded in her body. I pumped the plastic cock hard in and out of her ass. Her fingers fluttered over her clit. I pinched her nipple painfully. She made little gasps of pleasure as each contraction of her orgasm overwhelmed her body.

When her body was quiet, I pulled the plastic cock out of her. I undid the buckle and put it on the night stand beside the bed. I put my arms around her and we kissed, our breasts pressed together. I put my leg over her and softly rubbed my pussy on her thigh. We lay like that, two lovers loving, until we fell asleep.

When I awoke, our bodies were still wrapped together. I moved my leg between hers and slowly rubbed it against her pussy. She slowly woke up, presumably with nice feelings of pleasure in her pussy.

"Do you want me to do it?" she said. "I'm don't want you to think I'm one-way."

"How do you mean?" I said.

"You fucked me with the strap-on. I know you've never had a cock before. Real or plastic. If you want me to do it, then I'll do it."

To be honest, I wasn't sure. It seemed like a big step, and it might hurt. On the other hand, it might turn out to be the only opportunity for a long time. Or maybe forever.

"Yes," I heard myself say. "Fuck me."

She reached over and picked up the pink cock. A white-guy cock, not even the color she would be if she actually had a cock. She wrapped the straps around herself and worked out how the buckles worked. Then it was her, looking incongruous, an Asian woman with a huge pink cock.

"Do you want to do this clinically or what?" she said.

"What do you mean?" I replied.

"Like I can push it in and we can discuss how it is feeling, as if I'm your gynecologist. As if it is a scientific experiment. Or we can fuck like we are lovers, which we aren't"

"Do the fuck thing," I said.

I rolled onto my back and spread my legs. Of course, like any woman, I can't see that corner of my body, but I knew I was offering her my pussy. She moved between my thighs. Like a guy would, I assume. Then I felt the tip of the dildo on my pussy lips. I've had a finger in there before, but that is the most. I could sense that the dildo was big. A lot bigger than a finger.

"Ready?" she said.

"Not at all. But it is not going to improve if you wait. Try it. But ‘be gentle' as the saying goes."

She pushed her hips forward a little. I felt my opening distend to admit the biggest thing that had ever been in there. As the plastic cock slid inside me the pain started. I'd never been penetrated before. I don't even really know what a hymen is. I've read it is a barrier. I've read that it is something that just needs to be stretched out. But it started to hurt like hell.

But I refused to tell her. I didn't want her to stop. Even though it was plastic, I wanted to lose my virginity. I would be ready the next time a man hit on me, not so reluctant because of that first-time crap. As you know, I have this thing that every woman should try girl-girl sex. But I also think every lesbian should try a man. And plastic men are like those training wheels on a bicycle.

My body suddenly stopped resisting and the dildo shot into me. I gasped in surprise as my virginity vanished. I put my hands on Kate's shoulders as she started to really fuck me. She was rough, but it felt good. The pain vanished and was replaced totally by undiluted pleasure.

"Oh yes," I heard myself moan, without really intending to say anything.

I know, from talking to straight friends, that most women do not come from penetration alone. It is all about the clit. But I could also sense that I was close, without any clit stuff. I reached down and put a finger on my clit.

My body exploded. I barely touched my clit and suddenly I was cumming, pleasure flooding my body from my pussy. Oh gosh, maybe I'm not a lesbian after all. I need to try a real cock if it is that exciting. Next time a guy hits on me I promised myself I'd say yes. Of course that was while I was having an orgasm, so my brain wasn't thinking clearly. Or at all.

So, that was my first time with Kate. But I'd told her one of my secrets, that sometimes I fancied men, and she wanted to make it happen. She'd be my wingman. Well, wingwoman. And she wanted to get me laid. By a guy. And to my surprise, I wasn't averse to the idea.

Make me a favorite author. I'm #3 and I want to be #2. Send me an email, all authors love feedback. And rate me a 10. Or even 9. But nothing lower. I enjoy being a woman sometimes, I hope you do too.