You know that feeling you get right after a car accident? Maybe I have experienced crashes too many times in my life, but after you experience a moment like it, you don’t easily forget it. First the car hits yours, and next comes the part that has been demonstrated in movies time after time. Your world becomes silent, and every image flashes like lightning before your eyes, until everything comes to a halt. In that frozen fragment of time, it feels as if everything is gone. All of the people, the chatter, the brightly lit phone that I am usually staring at, or even the sound of the engine vibrating beneath you all cease to exist. The only thing that your eyes can seem to focus on is the dashboard right in front of you. After what seemed like much longer than an instant pass, the din of the world slowly returns, figures walk outside of your car, and humans are yelling again. They might be asking if you are okay, but you mostly ignore them, kind of hoping that the peace would return.

I usually get that familiar sense of uneasy peace right before an orgasm.

Let me backtrack from this metaphor. After all, you came here for smut, not Hemmingway.

I have worked at various beach bars for about four years. All bars on the coast of Florida are just about the same.

1. They are usually near a beach, if they are one of the popular (a.k.a busy) ones.

2. If they are not near the coast, for some strange reason, someone thought it was a good idea to put sand around it, even though they know that sand is the bane of every local’s existence. It gets everywhere. (Yes! Everywhere!)

3. They all serve seafood!

It was spring break, and as usual, the crew are always whispering to each other about the babes, unruly customers, and annoying tourists. Of course, I always include myself in this banter. It is good for morale. All my fellow co-workers have known that I am a lesbian since day one. No one really minds, except for a few personal questions whenever they work up the nerve to ask. As I am an open book, I always answer their questions without hesitation. Besides, someone needs to tell them.

At around 3:00 during one of my shifts, I was still juggling a few cold glasses of beer in each hand and taking customers orders left and right. Usually the lunch rush would end at around this time, but some of the springers likely were hungover from Friday night and decided to come to the beach as soon hastane porno as they awoke at an hour after noon. Then, they came to drink some more. I walked to the POS system and started typing in an order for the kitchen when I was shoved aside.

“Sorry, Alice, I am a few minutes late. I need to clock in before Chris notices.” Was what she should have said. Instead, Jessica typed in her numbers, adjusted her hat over her perfect dark cornrows, and ran off before I could say a word.

Jessica and I had a bit of a complicated relationship at this point. She was married to a guy named Jimmy. He was a nice guy, albeit quiet to most people. I lived with the both of them in their house, and Jimmy and I would play a lot of video games together, but that was the extent of my contact with him.

Jess on the other hand, has a story with me.

One night, we all went out. It was a day that we all had off, which was super rare, and even though it was a weekday, we couldn’t pass up the chance. She took every opportunity to make fun of my bad skinny white girl dancing, but hey, I tried my best. When we returned home, we started watching some movie but we didn’t really pay attention to it because we were pretty wasted. Luckily, Jessica had been the designated driver that night.

For the first couple of months of my living there, Jimmy had started cracking jokes about how living with a lesbian would be hot and started saying stuff about polyamorous relationships. I had heard it all before, so I mostly ignored it.

But that night, Jessica was, for the first time, asking me questions. I was used to the perverted questions from males by now and was completely numb to all of them. On this night, however, there was a straight woman kneeling before the couch, her body between my legs, hugging my hips, and asking me about lesbians. Also, I had been drinking.

Her arms rested on my thighs, and he fingers traced something on my grey skinny jeans idly.

“I mean. I might like girls. I have never really given it much thought.” Her words should have been every red flag that I needed, but I simply couldn’t resist.

“Well, a thought is free. I can give you that.” I leaned down to her and led her chin upwards toward me with one finger. That kiss will haunt me for the rest of my life. My eyes were closed, but I felt her body moving up and her legs wrapping around my waist. hemşire porno Her hips moved towards mine, and I could tell that she was trying too hard, but hey, I wasn’t going to say anything. I felt her fingers slip into my shirt, and she reached lower until…

“Woah! Your nipple is pierced!” She broke from the kiss to state this revelation and I tried not to groan in irritation.

“Really? How did that happen?” I Pulled her in again for another kiss. She moved like water on my lap, and it made it hard to concentrate. (Hah. Hard. Sex pun, 1 point!)

After a couple of minutes, we both remembered that Jimmy was still next to us on the couch, pitching a tent. I saw the repetitive motion of his hand in the almost dark room. She leaned over to him and he was eager to finally join in. I took this opportunity to begin removing articles of clothing. Fancy stockings, check. Weird girly party dress that I didn’t understand how to begin removing for a moment, check. Bra, I could unhook a bra in my sleep. I took a gander at the naked woman sprawled across both our laps. Her dark skin glistened a bit in the light of the television screen, all of her curves being accentuated nicely. She was rather thin, but she had curves where it mattered most. My fingertips traced the skin below her belly button, but as I went lower, I was stopped by her hand. She shot me a smile.

“Going down another rabbit hole, Alice?” Yeah because I had never heard that line before. She stood up and Made a “come hither” motion playfully. I rolled my eyes and stood up next to her.

She then, in the most teasing manner possible, took off my clothes. Undoing my belt and pulling, caressing, touching “accidently,” the whole nine. Now, in my time of dating women who were experimenting, something like this didn’t happen often. When I was bare, and Jimmy was respectfully enjoying the show, she asked something I didn’t expect.

“Can I eat you out? Please?” Most straight girls want to receive and see how they feel about it, or rather, how I make them feel. (Which, they usually feel great and then I end up leaving because they get too clingy.) But no, this time, she volunteered to dive into the waters.

Moving to the bed happened quickly and, following the wonderland jokes, she seemed like she was late for a very important date. She threw me down and was on top of me in moments. Jimmy was next to hikaye porno us on the bed, but I was doing my best to ignore him, and his flagpole. Our naked bodies slid against each other, and her skin felt wonderfully silky. She was trailing my stomach with kisses and moving lower, a cliché move in the bedroom, but an effective one.

I’ll be honest. I wasn’t expecting much. Usually when girls have their first time with another girl, they really have no idea what to do. This is largely due to girls all being different in their wants and needs sexually. But when Jessica hit me, she hit hard. Her tongue was pushing my every button exactly when I wanted her to push it. I moaned, and at this point did not give a shit that Jimmy was listening to me and watching. My eyes were closed, but I saw splashes of color and images of her face with every motion.

My hands grasped for the sheets in a desperate attempt to hang on to something, and one of them found a hand. I looked down briefly and found her holding it. Her head was snug between my thighs that I hadn’t realized I had closed onto her, so I spread a bit more for her comfort. I also noticed that during my state of being lost somewhere, Jimmy had started to get busy behind Jessica. His hands were locked on her legs and she moaned pleasant vibrations into me. The air was thick with our scents, and the slight creak of the bed frame was muffled under our sounds of carnal pleasure. Then, it hit me. Like a car that came out of nowhere and ran into my side. Lights flashed, everything was spinning and moving out of control. That unnatural silence. I opened my eyes and focused on the image of the ceiling fan rotating on it’s lowest setting. That moment was what I craved. I only wanted it all to stop, even if it was just for a moment.

Eventually the morning came, (After we did! Okay I’ll stop.) and I woke before the couple. They were still unclothed and sort of wrapped in bed sheets. It was 4:00AM, and the sun did not rise yet, but I had a lot to do. I was leaving the car crash behind. I should have never gotten involved with them in the first place. I should have never kissed her.

But I did.

And then I left.

So yeah the next time Jessica saw me at work, she shoved past me without speaking. I deserved it. But she deserved better than someone like me. Much like Alice had to eventually leave wonderland in the story, I had to leave the situation. The truth is that it continued past that first day. I Fell deeper into the depths of the whole to the point where it was more of a nightmare than a fantasy. The gilded surface of the relationship with Jessica was beautiful and amazing, but after a time, everyone kept getting hurt. So I woke up.