Megan and the Girls' Night Out Ch. 01

"Come eat, baby. Come bury your face in your hot meal..." she imagined her saying, beckoning her with her finger, propping her ass out more, spreading her legs to show off more of her pink little holes.

Between her legs Megan could feel her pussy throbbing gently, and could feel herself growing wet at the daydream. She crossed her legs tight and tried to put the thought out of her head. "She's just a friend, that's all," Megan repeated in her head. "She probably doesn't even LIKE girls..."

Lindsey started to walk back, two drinks in hand. She smiled at Megan when the two made eye contact, and she slid one of the drinks in front of her.

"I was trying to ask you what you wanted, but I guess you couldn't hear me! I probably should have asked BEFORE I went up to the bar like an idiot!" Lindsey said, playfully. "I got you the same thing I got, a vodka martini. If that's okay?"

"Of course, sorry! I thought I saw you saying something, but I couldn't make it out," Megan said, slightly embarrassed. She was so lost in her fantasy that she hadn't realized that Lindsey really was talking to her from the bar. "A vodka martini is fine, thank you!"

As the two got nearer to the end of their drinks, the bar slowed down and people started to pour out faster than trickle in, and it became easier to hold a conversation over the sound of the crowd. The laughed together talking about Jerry Goldstein, the office IT guy, and the way he always fiddles with his comb over whenever a pretty girl went to talk to him. The gossiped about Abby and Wendy, how they thought they might be a secret lesbian couple, and about who in the office they thought Darcy was cheating on her husband with.

"She totally wants Greg Thomas's cock," Lindsey said bluntly. Megan almost spit out her drink laughing. "What?! She totally does!"

"You're not wrong! I just didn't expect that," Megan wiped some of her martini off her chin with a napkin and giggled again.

"You know, I'm having a great time with you tonight..." Lindsey said, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "I...I really enjoy spending time with you like this."

"Me too, it's been a blast. I'm so glad I decided to come out tonight," Megan noticed Lindsey blush a little when she spoke, stumbling over her words a bit.

Lindsey looked around at the slowly dying bar crowd, swallowed hard, and took a sharp breath. "I have a bottle of Pinot Noir at home that I've been dying to crack open, and a whole lot more gossip I want to go over with you. What do you say we continue at my place?"

"Oh, um—" Megan was taken aback and wasn't sure how to respond. 'Is she...is she trying to hook up with me? No, no way. She couldn't be...could she?' she thought to herself.

"I mean, no pressure or anything, like we could totally just call it a night here and—"

"I'd love to," Megan said. And in an uncharacteristic move, reached across the table and put her hand on top of Lindsey's.

Megan pulled into Lindsey's driveway, having followed her from the parking garage to her house. The pair figured it would be easiest to take separate cars, and Lindsey was only a 5 minute drive down the road. Megan could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she turned her car off and unbuckled her seatbelt. Her mind raced with possibilities, and she started to second guess herself.

"Maybe I shouldn't have come, maybe this isn't what I hope it is. Maybe Lindsey really does just have a bottle of wine she wants to drink and some office folks she wants to gossip about." Megan looked in her rear view mirror and adjusted her hair. She made her usual 'mirror face' as she did, taking in her own appearance. It was one of those rare moments where she felt confident in herself. "Or maybe she thinks you're hot and wants to fuck you..."

She looked below her mirror and saw Lindsey standing by the front door waiting for her, having already unlocked and opened the house. Megan did a quick once over to make sure she was situated and ready, and got out of her car. It was a warm night, early summer, and she could hear the air was alive with the sounds of insects and passing cars. The uneasy feeling in her stomach intensified as she felt her legs carrying her up the pathway and front steps of Lindsey's house.

"Hope I didn't drive too fast, I tried to make it as easy as I could," Lindsey said, smiling as Megan got near the top of the steps. Lindsey stepped inside and beckoned for Megan to come in past her. "Welcome to my humble abode," she said, doing a mock bow. "Excuse the mess, I wasn't expecting company tonight."

"You call this a mess?" Megan asked, laughing. "This is nothing compared to what my apartment can look like sometimes!" Megan noticed Lindsey slip her shoes off, so she did the same, feeling the cool floor of the living room against her sock clad feet. "You have a beautiful home."

"Aw, thanks hun! Please, make yourself comfortable! I just got that sectional a few weeks ago, it's SUPER comfy! I'll grab us some wine!" Lindsey made her way out of the living room, presumably into the kitchen, and Megan made her way over to the couch. As Lindsey had stated, it was incredibly comfortable. She sat down in that awkward 'first time in someone else's house' way and waited for Lindsey to come back in, glancing around the room to take it all in.

It was a spacious living room, fairly open, with an equally comfortable looking chair across from the sectional. The fireplace was clean and lightly decorated, serving as a focal point for the room. Behind the sectional was a large bank of windows that looked out onto what seemed to be a deck, though in the outside darkness it was hard to make it out.

Bare footsteps made their way back towards the living room and Lindsey appeared in the doorway with two glasses of wine. She walked over to the sectional and handed one to Megan, before sitting down on the other side of the L-shaped couch, facing towards Megan.

"Comfy, right?" Lindsey said expectantly.

"Oh, absolutely! I love it, I don't know how you ever pull yourself off of it!"

"I don't, usually haha! I'm quite the couch potato now that I have this thing."

The two sat and made more small talk, same as they did at the bar, until the conversation turned more towards hard gossip about their coworkers. Megan felt herself loosening up as her glass of wine vanished and the conversation came easier. She noticed Lindsey became quite touchy as she drank more, placing her hand on Megan's leg when she said something particularly humorous.

"So, tell me," Lindsey asked, a devious grin crossing her face. "If you had to pick *one* person in the office to sleep with, who would it be?"

"Oh god, really?" Megan groaned, and could feel herself blush. "I don't wanna answer that!"

"Come on, tell me!" Lindsey put her hand on Megan's thigh and looked her in the eyes. "I promise your secret is safe with me. Who. Is. It?" She said, giggling.

"If I HAD to pick, I guess Vanessa, the new underwriting assistant..." Megan said, almost instantly regretting it. Now she knows, Megan thought. Know she knows I'm into girls...

"Vanessa?! Really? I wouldn't have thought she was your type!" Lindsey pulled her hand away from Megan's thigh and brought it up under her chin in a mock thinking pose, thumb on her lips. "Hmmmm, I think I would have to say Natalie McGuire in HR. Those short skirts she wears drive me wild haha!"

"She *always* wears those short skirts, and I have to agree with you. It's hard not to stare whenever she walks by!" Megan said, surprised that Lindsey also picked a female coworker as her choice. "So, you're, um, into women?"

"Are you surprised, Megan?" Lindsey said, her devious grin never leaving her face. "And from the way I saw you checking me out all night, I knew you had to be too..." Lindsey put her hand back on Megan's thigh, this time doing it with purpose.

Megan could feel her pussy throbbing between her legs as Lindsey touched her thigh, and felt her heart start to pound in her chest. She leaned closer to Lindsey, taking in the smell of her perfume. It made her stomach flutter, and she felt herself getting lost in the moment.

"I mean, I was hoping you were," Megan said. "I couldn't help but look at you all night. You're absolutely gorgeous, and...I was really hoping you were into girls, and into me."

"Why do you think I invited you back here?" Lindsey said, then leaned in and brought her lips to Megan's, kissing her slowly and softly. Megan closed her eyes and returned the kiss, feeling Lindsey's soft lips exploring her own. Without thinking, Megan slid her tongue between Lindsey's lips and the pair's tongues danced together as Lindsey placed her hand on the side of Megan's face. She could feel Lindsey caressing her cheek and gripping her thigh as the pair made out on the sectional.

Megan and Lindsey kissed harder, their passion growing as they grabbed at each other, bringing their bodies closer together. Megan put one hand on Lindsey's back and the other on her side, while Lindsey kept one hand on her cheek and the other moved to explore more between Megan's legs. Lindsey brought it to Megan's crotch, and started to rub her over her pants. The sensation made Megan squirm, and she could feel herself thrusting her hips lightly at her partner's touch.

Megan wanted more, and she unbutton and unzipped her pants, pulling them down over her butt and around her ankles, before kicking them off. She spread her legs, revealing her black panties, already stained with her juices. The entire day had found her horny and wet, and her panties had been perpetually soaked. Lindsey wasted little time, running her hand over Megan's crotch again before sliding it in the side of her underwear. Megan moaned loudly as she felt Lindsey exploring the wet flesh of her pussy and she broke off from the kissing to take in the sensation.

Lindsey rubbed her labia, up and down, running her fingers between her lips. She was slick and slimy, as she often was, and the sound of her wetness was loud and lewd. Lindsey leaned in again, this time pressing her forehead against Megan's, her hand still working it's way around Megan's genital folds. Lindsey made her fingers dance across Megan's clit, running small circles around it, gently at first, but increasing the pressure and speed. Megan bucked her hips and moaned again, feeling herself ready to cum quickly. It had been so long since someone else had touched her, and her body could barely handle the sensation.

Lindsey didn't relent, and Megan pushed her mouth against her partner's, kissing her and moaning into her lips. She grabbed Lindsey's wrist with one hand, and gripped the cushion of the sectional with the other, white knuckled. With one loud, guttural groan, Megan felt herself orgasm, her legs shuddering and tensing as the walls of her vagina contracted and released, warm waves of pleasure rippling up from between her legs and out towards the rest of her body. She fell backwards against the couch backrest, her body still quivering was her orgasmic bliss subsided. Lindsey slid her hand out from Megan's panties, her fingers glistening with her juices, and Megan could smell her scent in the air. Not thick and overpowering, but soft and erotic, and the thought that Lindsey could smell her too made her even more aroused.

"You came quick," Lindsey said, smiling. "I think I found the right spot."

"It's been a while," Megan said, breathlessly. "Since I've been with someone else, I mean."

"Well, get comfortable, because the night is still young..." Lindsey said, moving to her knees on the floor in front of Megan. Lindsey slid her pointer and middle fingers of either hand under the elastic waistband of Megan's panties, and pulled down on them. Megan lifted her butt from the couch to allow Lindsey to fully peel them off of her. Lindsey brought them up to her face briefly, closed her eyes as she took in a deep breath, and then let them fall to the floor by her side.

"You smell delicious, Megan. I need to have a taste," Lindsey said, gently spreading Megan's legs with her hands, parting her knees. Megan obliged, and revealed her pussy to Lindsey. A small tuft of brown hair topped her glistening slit, her labia peeking out in a barely-there way from her outer lips. Lindsey bit her lower lip before bringing her face down between Megan's thighs.

Megan put one hand on the back of Lindsey's head, and the other ran through her hair as she writhed in pleasure. She worked her hips against Lindsey's mouth as she felt her run her tongue up and down her labia, poking it into her vaginal canal. Her partner worked slowly, taking care to slide her tongue across each and every part of her pussy, leaving no fold unlicked. She focused her efforts on Megan's clitoris, which was swollen and sensitive from her last orgasm. The sensation made Megan moan loudly, her head rolling back against her will.

Megan could feel one of Lindsey's hands work it's way up along her side and up to her chest, grabbing at her left breast and squeezing it. Her sensitive nipples stiffened beneath her bra as Lindsey grabbed at her, all the while her partner never relented with her tongue. Lindsey was swirling it around her clit, making quick jabs at it before going back to gentle licking. Megan rocked her hips as she felt her pussy devoured, and looked down to watch Lindsey work on her. Lindsey's eyes were closed, her nose pressed against her small patch of pubic hair. She saw Lindsey's left hand was somewhere lost between her own legs, and from the motion of her shoulder, it looked as if she was playing with herself while she ate Megan out.

Megan moaned loudly again as Lindsey began to suckle at her clit, the sensation growing and building. It felt as if Lindsey was making out with her vagina, and it drove her wild with pleasure. Lindsey pulled her right hand away from Megan's breast and pressed her fingers against Megan's opening, sliding two of them into her sopping were hole, all the while never removing her mouth from her clit. Megan knew she wouldn't last much longer, feeling her second orgasm brewing inside her nether regions.

Lindsey worked her fingers inside of Megan's slit, curling them up and back over and over, stimulating the roof of her vaginal canal and pressing against her G spot. Megan felt a pressure building inside her, deep, as if she had to use the bathroom. Her muscles tensed throughout her body, her legs stiffened and extended outwards, toes curled tightly. Megan gripped at the sectional with both hands as she screamed, her body bucking uncontrollably as she was brought to climax yet again. The pressure she felt released in spurts, and she looked down to see thick sprays of clear fluid ejaculating from her pussy across Lindsey's face. She sprayed her girl cum 5 times, each burst causing her entire body to tense and relax, before it finally abated, and with it, her rippling orgasm.

Lindsey giggled from between her legs, and Megan could feel her hot breath on her pussy still. Megan exhaled hard, and ran both her hands through her hair. She was sweating hard, her body glistening in the dim light of the living room, and the air smelled of her sex. She hadn't cum that hard in years, if ever, and it was the first time she ever squirted. She had always thought it a myth, but here she was, having just sprayed Lindsey with her musky she-cum, and it had felt incredible.

"How was that?" Lindsey asked, slyly. She wiped her face on the sleeve of her blouse, smiling hard. Some of her hair had been plastered to the sides of her face from the thick spray from Megan's lady lips.

"Oh my god, that was intense!" Megan said, catching her breath. "I'm sorry about the mess..."

"Please don't be, it was really hot. I'm glad I was able to make you squirt."

"I want to return the favor, I want to make you feel good," Megan said, sitting up. She leaned over towards Lindsey, reaching for her hands. But Lindsey backed up a bit, and looked slightly uncomfortable. "What's wrong?"

"I...I'm okay, I don't mind taking care of you all night long," Lindsey said, her face getting red.

"I want to do for you what you did for me, Lindsey," Megan reached out for Lindsey's hands again, this time leaning farther forward and grabbing them. She pulled her gently towards her and started to stand. "Please..."

Lindsey followed suit, and stood up with her, and the two pressed their bodies together and kissed. Megan could smell and taste herself on Lindsey's lips, and it sent a wave of heat between her legs. She couldn't help but be aroused by her own flavor and scent, especially on someone else. The pair kissed passionately for a few moments before Lindsey backed away from her again, looking embarrassed.

"What's going on?" Megan asked, confused. "Did I do something?"

"No! God, no! You're great, perfect even, it's just..." Lindsey looked at the ground and then looked back up at Megan. "I should have been upfront from the beginning—"

"You're not into me?" Megan said, feeling her heart sink.

"I'm SO into you! More than I've been in anyone in a long time! It's me, I've been...I should have told you this from the start and I'm sorry, but it's so awkward and uncomfortable to talk about and I was worried. You're such a cool girl, and I REALLY like you, and I was just—"

"Lindsey, please...what is it?" Megan pleaded, feeling her heart rate increase and her own face getting warm and red.

"I'm not what you think I am, I'm not like other women," Lindsey said, not making eye contact. "I was born...different, and I have been my whole life."

"Different? How?"

"I guess I should just show you..." Lindsey sighed hard, and pursed her lips. She looked into Megan's eyes and reached down, grabbing the bottom hem of her skirt. She started to lift it, slowly, her face burning red. Megan saw the bottom of her pink boy shorts, tight around her thick thighs, and as Lindsey continued to bring her skirt up, Megan inhaled sharply and felt her eyes grow wide.

Lindsey had a bulge the size of a g****fruit in the front of her boy short panties, with a circular thick wet spot in the front. Megan could see how curvy Lindsey was now that her skirt was lifted, her hips wide and her thighs thick. But Megan couldn't take her eyes off the bulge in the front of her underwear.

"Lindsey...is that...is that a penis?!" Megan stammered, unable to process what she was seeing. "Are you a guy?"

"No! I'm not a guy at all! Well, it's...complicated..." Lindsey said, still holding up her skirt. She looked immensely embarrassed and exposed, and Megan felt awful watching her expression contort as she tried to find the words she wanted. "I was born with a condition, something really rare. I have both sets of genitals, so penis and vagina, but I'm predominantly female."

"Oh my god, I didn't think that was possible," Megan said, genuinely surprised. "Do they both work?"

"They do, just like they should," Lindsey said, her face still beet red. She let go of her skirt to let it fall back over her crotch bulge. Megan was amazed that she managed to hide such a large bulge for so long. "I even get my period, unfortunately."

"Lindsey, I don't know—"

"It's okay, really. You don't have to feel bad if you want to go, I understand. I'm used to it," Lindsey said, her embarrassment starting to turn into frustration.

"I was going to say, I don't know why you're so self conscious. I think that's incredibly sexy," Megan said, moving closer to Lindsey. "I think you're even hotter than I had just a few minutes ago."

"You mean it?" Lindsey said, shyly looking into Megan's eyes.

"Let me prove it," Megan said, getting down onto her knees in front of Lindsey. Megan pulled at the waistband of Lindsey's skirt, pulling it down around her knees. Her face was inches away from the fat bulge in Lindsey's panties, and she could smell the musk of her cock and pussy through the fabric. Lindsey stepped out of her skirt and Megan saw her bite her lower lip hard.