I held the tea mug with both hands and looked at the rain pouring down from the heavens. It started vertical but as the wind kicked in it began to tilt and become more horizontal. I was safe on the balcony, only a few drops splashed onto my bare feet. Beyond the rain,I could make out the mountains of Sierra Nevada in Southern Spain. The building I stayed in only had six apartments and I was on the top floor in a corner suite. Below were a few villas and some other two-story buildings. It was a small village I had chosen for my escape.
After breaking up with my boyfriend when he cheated on me with my younger sister, I had decided to get the fuck out, run away, disappear into a hole somewhere where no one could find me. I didn’t want to talk to my family or friends. I didn’t need their kind words which were hollow anyway. I worked online so my office was wherever I put down my laptop, money wasn’t a problem. My first thought was sun and beach but then I did realize I didn’t want to mix with the expat community either. So I chose this place, high in the mountains far away from anything that reminded me of home.
I was about to go back inside when something made me look to my right. As the backdoor to one of the villas opened, a young woman, or rather a teen came out. She had raven black hair that ended well down her back but what surprised me was that she was completely naked. She stayed in the doorway for a moment and then ran out into the rain where she tilted her head up and then slowly began to turn in circles letting the drops shower her.
It was a haunting sight. Her pale skin in the rain with her arms stretched out like Jesus on the cross. I thought she would see me but then noted her eyes were closed. Any moment I expected a concerned parent come outside and bring her back inside, but no one came. After what seemed like an eternity but was no more than five minutes in real time she stopped turning and went back inside. I did the same closing the balcony door behind me.
A few days later I had gone to the local shop to buy a few things I needed. It was a fun experience because the place was family owned and had a little bar attached to it. There the local policeman, postman, and a few others sat drinking coffee with brandy in it at nine in the morning. I ordered the same trying to fit in a bit and they laughed as I grimaced after trying the hot liquid.
As I turned the corner to enter the tiny street that held the building where I stayed, the girl I had seen in the rain came walking towards me. The day was sunny and warm. She wore a white summer dress and sandals. Her long hair was tied up in a ponytail that swung for every step she took. Large sunglasses covered most of her face and as she passed me I noted she wore no make-up but was still a strikingly beautiful girl.
I wondered where she was off too since school was out for the summer. Maybe she had a summer job or went to visit a friend? I went back to my place and began to work. At around one in the afternoon my stomach began to growl and I needed to stretch my legs. I decided to go out for lunch and made my way down to a restaurant that served a daily menu for a cheap price.
As I sat down outside the girl appeared with a menu in her hand. Her almond-shaped eyes were so dark they looked black and when she smiled at me she flashed white perfect teeth.
“Hi, I’ll give you a few minutes to look over the menu,” she said in Spanish.
I answered in the same language. “That’s fine, I’ll have the daily menu and a glass of red wine.”
“Cool, I’ll be right back with the wine.”
Her voice was deeper than I had expected and she had that Spanish lisp when she pronounced the C’s. I sat in the sun soaking up the warmth and watched the villagers walking by. Most were elderly walking their dogs but a few kids ran by also kicking a football between them.
“Here we go, it’s a local wine. I hope you like it.”
“Thanks.” I took a sip and nodded approvingly. “Very nice.”
“It’s my uncle’s, he has a vineyard and this is his restaurant.”
“What’s your name? I’m Jenny.”
“Julia.”
“We are neighbours. I saw you in the rain the other day.”
She blushed. “Sorry about that. I just find dancing in the rain relaxing. I hope you don’t think I’m weird.”
I laughed. “Not at all, whatever makes you happy.”
She smiled. “I’ll be back with your food.”
The place was filling up with more customers and I didn’t get a chance to talk to Julia any more. But I did watch her and the more I did I became mesmerized with her beauty and grace. She was nice with the older crowd and played with the kids. She had a kind word to everyone even those who just walked by.
That night the rain came again and out of curiosity I stepped out on the balcony at around ten, the same time I had seen Julia before. And there she was, spinning faster, around and around. Arms stretched up and her face tilted back. This time she did do something different. She began to caress herself. Her hands moved across her stomach, up to her boobs which she cupped and then massaged before moving down between her legs. One hand slid in between them and she looked like she was rubbing her pussy before going back to her breasts. She did this a few times before suddenly stopping and went inside. It was such a weird thing to see I stood there on my balcony trying to figure out what I had just seen. Was it for her amusement or had she given me a show in the rain? Either way,it had been beautiful to watch.
That night in my warm bed I thought back to an experience I had had at University. At the time I was an innocent nineteen-year-old with limited sexual experience. Sure, I had given a few hand jobs and blowjobs and even been fucked once or twice but I wasn’t comfortable in my sexuality yet. Now, at almost thirty, I knew exactly what I liked and what I didn’t. Back then I had met Helen, she was a soccer girl and we had a few classes together. We would go out on weekends and visit bars or private parties. One night on our way home not very sober she suddenly stopped and embraced me. I thought it was just a drunken thing but when she began to kiss me, I realized it was more than that.
“I want you Jenny, I love you,” she said between kisses.
“That’s sweet of you, but I’m sorry, I don’t feel the same for you.”
She didn’t stop kissing me while she spoke. “Please, you will learn to love me, just go with the flow.”
I gently pushed her away and she tried to focus on my face. “Listen, Helen, I like you, and you are my friend but I’m not into girls, okay. You have to respect that.”
She swayed a little and then smiled. “Sure, I’ll just wait until you come around.”
I put my arm around her shoulders. “Come on, let’s get you into bed.”
We never spoke about that moment again. Helen met someone else and after we graduated went our separate ways. But, what she had said that night stayed with me. Was I or anyone else able to go from straight to gay or at least bisexual? I had never felt attraction to women, not in a sexual way at least. Not until now, and it was a scary and frustrating emotion. I wanted Julia. I needed to touch her, kiss her and hold her.
Over the next few days, I struggled with my emotions. One moment I was sure I wanted to be with Julia and the next I thought the idea disgusting. My mind was in turmoil, so I turned to the Net to find answers which didn’t help at all. I browsed forums and chatrooms but didn’t get any answers. Another thing that bothered me was the age gap. I wasn’t sure how old Julia was but I figured somewhere between seventeen and twenty. It was a huge difference and something to keep in mind.
After being cooped up in my apartment for almost a week I decided to go out and get drunk at the local dance hall. It wasn’t a disco, just a bar with a dance floor. I had been there once before when I had just arrived and it hadn’t been too exciting. Mostly the local youths were hanging by the bar drinking beer. A few of them flirted with me but I ignored them, still being raw after the break up with Jack.
I put on a pair of jeans, sneakers and a T-shirt. Nothing sexy or erotic. I didn’t want the distraction of men coming on to me. All I wanted was music, people around me and several glasses of wine in me.
It was a Friday around eleven at night when I arrived. The place was pretty busy with the local youths at the bar. I ordered wine and sat down at a table far away from them. With my wine,I got a small bowl of nuts which I picked from. People were dancing and having fun and I felt a bit strange all by myself. The wine did make me feel better and after a few more glasses I got up and began to sway to the music. It felt good, my mind was nicely numbed from the wine and the music carried me away.
I don’t know how long I had been dancing but when I sat down again and looked for the waiter, I noticed Julia at the bar. She was with another girl her age and they had beers in front of them. She was dressed in a mini skirt that showed her long legs and heels. When she turned towards the dance floor her cleavage was deep and inviting. I swallowed hard and got up.
“Hi,” I said when I walked up to her.
“Hi, Jenny. Nice to see you again. Who are you here with?”
I felt stupid when I said, “No one.”
“Oh, you are welcome to join us if you want. This is my friend Maria.”
We hugged like Spanish do, with a peck on each cheek. Maria was a blonde with big brown eyes and a smile on her face. She was a big flirt and was soon drifting away from us towards a couple of guys by the bar.
Julia laughed. “She is getting laid tonight.”
I was a bit surprised at the comment. I had always thought girls in these small villages were uptight and didn’t have sex until they got married.
“What? You don’t think us villagers have needs?” she said when she saw the look on my face.
“Sure, I guess you do, but I figured you’d like to avoid the gossip.”
She laughed. “They will gossip anyway so why not have some fun?”
“I guess you are right. Do you have a boyfriend?”
She drank from her beer and as her lips touched the bottle, I thought to myself, any guy would kill to have those around his cock. They were perfect and looked so soft.
“I did, but we broke up before summer.”
“Sorry to hear.”
“Bah, he was an asshole and couldn’t keep his dick in his pants.”
Julia was not as innocent as I had first thought.
“What about you?” she asked.
I told her a short version of what had happened back home and when I was done, she raised her bottle. “Here is to us single women.”
It felt good talking to her and as the night continued, we talked about her dreams and hopes. I told her about my work and what I wanted. Just before the bar was about to close she said, “C’mon, let’s dance, I love this song.”
I was pretty drunk but I followed her onto the dance floor where she began to move. She put her hands on my shoulders and moved in closer. She smelt good, and her hair fell over her face as she moved. I pulled her closer thinking she would keep her distance but she didn’t. It felt like we melted into each other becoming one. Nothing mattered to me at that moment, only Julia. Her lips were soft against my ear when she whispered. “Do you want to see something pretty?”
“Sure.”
She pulled away and took my hand. We almost ran into the night where a full moon was shining down on us. She led the way and after a few turns and twists we ended up on a look-out spot above the village. It was an amazing view with the mountains behind it and the large moon in the sky.
“Wow, this is great,” I said.
“Isn’t it?” she stood close to me, still holding my hand.
“Can I ask you something personal?” I said without looking at her.
“Sure.”
“The other day, I saw you in the rain and you were touching yourself.”
She giggled. “Sorry, I didn’t mean for you to see that.”
“You looked very sexy.”
We were still staring down at the village. “Thanks.”
There was a long silence before she said, “Did it turn you on?”
I felt myself blush and wasn’t sure what to answer. “Maybe.”
“That’s okay. I think humans can be attracted to the same sex without necessarily being homosexual.”
Now I looked at her. “Really, how do you figure that?”
We sat down on a bench. She leaned back against the armrest and placed her legs over my lap. “It’s hard to explain but I guess it’s a sexual attraction. At least I don’t feel it with my heart but more with my brain. Does that make sense?”
I laughed. “No, not at all.”
“Okay, when I see a woman, I sometimes start to think about how it would be to touch her and be close to her. I don’t feel emotionally attracted to her, it’s more of a curiosity.”
“Okay, and have you ever lived out this curiosity?”
She smiled at me. “A few times, not with girls from the village but with tourists.”
“Oh, I see. Don’t take this the wrong way, but it sounds a bit slutty.”
It was her turn to laugh. “Sure, I can agree with you. But, hell, I’m eighteen and just starting life. I have a right to explore, don’t I?”
“Sure you do, I did the same at your age.”
“With girls?”
“No, guys only.”
While we were talking, I had placed my hands on her legs and to my horror, I noticed that I was caressing them. I pulled them away and felt stupid.
“It’s okay, Jenny. I don’t mind.”
“Maybe not, but I do.”
She sat up a bit and then took my face in her hands. “If you want to, we can go back to your place. No pressure, we can talk and see what happens.”
She looked so sweet in the moonlight that I couldn’t say no to her. We got up and walked hand in hand back to my place where I made tea for us.
She stood on the balcony and I placed the cups on the table. When I turned to her she had moved in closer and before I could stop her, she kissed me softly on the lips. They lingered so close I could feel her warm breath on my lips. I licked them and then said, “That was nice.”
She kissed me again, this time holding me close. Her lips parted and her tongue touched my upper lip. A shiver went through my body as I parted them and my tongue met hers. In the silence, we kissed deeply and it felt so natural. Her hands slid down my lower back and ended up on my ass cheeks. Mine did the same on her and I could feel the warmth of her skin under her skirt. I became braver and slid my hands under it and gently squeezed her ass cheeks.
“Mm, that feels good,” she said.
She had a tight ass, and it was perfectly round. My nails dug into the flesh and she moaned as we went back to kissing.
After a while, she pulled away. “Let’s shower.”
My breathing was deep and my body was aching for her. “Sure, great idea.”
As we got naked in the bathroom, I noted that her boobs were larger than I had thought. She had a tuft of black hair above her clit.
“You have a cute pussy,” she said.
I giggled. “How do you mean?”
“Look, it looks like a small girl’s, I can hardly see your lips.”
“Oh shut up!”
I turned on the water and we got into the stall. It was a bit cramped so we brushed up against each other timidly. My nipples were hard and so was hers. She reached for the shower gel and poured a large amount in her palm. Then began to smear it out over my shoulders down over my breasts and stomach. I leaned against the tiles with my eyes closed. I knew I was wet and very horny. Her hands caressed me and she pinched my nipples a little that made me moan. She turned me around and soaped my back and my ass. Then she moved me so the water washed the soap away and she kissed her way down to my pussy. When her tongue touched my clit, I moaned. “Oh god, I can’t believe I’m doing this.”
She sucked and licked on it until my legs began to shake and I was close to coming. “My turn she said and got up.”
“You bitch,” I giggled.
She just smiled and handed me the shower gel. I did exactly what she had done but when she had washed of the soap, I hesitated.
“Don’t be shy, Jenny. Go down on me, it’s nothing dangerous.”
I’m a decent person, if I guy licks me, I will blow his cock. Slowly I went down on my knees and her pussy was just in front of me. Her lips were swollen and I stuck out my tongue. I wasn’t ready for how she tasted but once I had her juice on the tip of my tongue there was no turning back. I began to suck her pussy hard, drinking every drop I could. Her hands were on my neck and she pressed herself against me.
As she began to moan and wiggle, I stopped.
“Now who’s the bitch?” she said looking down at me.
We got out and towelled each other dry before heading to the bedroom. She lay down on the bed and said, “Come, let’s try a sixty-nine.”
I got on top of her with my pussy above her face and hers in front of mine. She spread her legs and pulled up her knees, so I got easy access to it then she pulled me down and began to lick me. First softly, nibbling on my small lips while one finger circled my anus. I wasn’t much into anal sex but for some reason, it felt so right with Julia so when the finger crossed my little hole I pressed back and it slid in.
”Oh, you are such a dirty woman,” said Julia with a giggle. She pulled it out and used my juices for lube. Against she teased my anus and I pushed back.
”Oh, god, that feels amazing,” I moaned as I began to ride her finger.
Now she sucked on my clit and I went back to her pussy. Licking the lips and tickling her clit that had swollen to the size of a large pea. She became very wet and when I began to finger fuck her, her pussy made slurpy sounds which turned me on even more. We rolled onto our sides and it gave me a better angle to finger her from. I found her G spot and rubbed it hard while sucking on her clit.
”Oh, Jenny, Jenny, I’m almost coming!”
Her pussy tightened around my fingers and her body tensed and then she came, showering me with her juices. I drank much of the stuff that squirted out but most landed on my face and in my hair. At the same time, I came, my anus tightening around her finger and my body convulsed as the orgasm rolled over me.
Julia pulled her finger out and sat up. Looking down at me she smiled. “I have never squirted with a woman before. Thank you.”
I gave her a grin. “That was fucking amazing. I wish I could squirt.”
She giggled. “Maybe you can. It’s something we can explore another day.”
Suddenly it hit me. I was naked in a bed with a young woman I had just had sex with. To my surprise, I had no regrets, and I didn’t feel awkward or ashamed. Quite the opposite, I felt refreshed and again curious about sex which I hadn’t been since the break-up.
Julia got up and put on her clothes. “I have to go, or my mother will call the cops.”
“What about a shower?” I tried, hoping she would stay longer.
“Sorry, another time.”
She closed the door behind her, and I was left alone on my bed. My pussy still swollen and my anus tickling for more. I decided to go shopping on the web the next day. We needed a strap on.
