My hottest lesbian phone sex experience was at a music festival, where the rain had just started to pour down. I found myself drawn to this gorgeous woman with long, flowing hair and an infectious smile. Her name was Lily, and she seemed just as excited about the rain as I was. We danced together under one of the few tarps that provided shelter from the storm, our bodies swaying in rhythm to the beat of nature’s drumming on top of us.
As we got lost in each other’s eyes and movements, my heart began racing faster than ever before; it felt like electricity coursing through my veins every time our skin touched or brushed against one another lightly during those intimate moments shared between partners on a dance floor – only this wasn’t your typical partner dance! Our hands wandered lower until they reached for each other’s wet pussies through our soaked clothes…and then there were no more barriers left standing between us!
The feeling of her fingers exploring me sent shivers up my spine while simultaneously making me hotter than hell itself – but oh god did it feel good! She knew just how to touch me, teasing my clit and rubbing circles around it until I thought I would lose my mind from pleasure. She whispered dirty words in my ear that made me blush but also turned me on even more; they were like a secret language between us only we understood.
The rain intensified our passion as if the universe itself was blessing this momentous occasion for us both – or maybe it was simply the law of attraction at work! As she finger-fucked me harder and faster while sucking on one of nipples (making sure not miss any chance to taste her own sweet nectar), something inside began building up within me…and then suddenly released with such force that I squirted all over her hand! It felt incredible – like an orgasmic explosion mixed with pure ecstasy coursing through every fiber of being!
But this wasn’t enough for either one of us; we kept going stronger than ever before until another wave hit, sending shockwaves throughout our bodies once again…and there went round two: another powerful gusher shot out onto Lily’s fingers which she eagerly licked clean before diving back into me again. Round after round, we kept going until I lost count – all while the rain continued to pour down around us like a symbolic representation of our unbridled passion and desire for one another.
Finally collapsing onto each other post-coitus (or should I say post-squirting?), we shared tender kisses underneath that tarp as if nothing else mattered but this moment right here in this magical place filled with music and love…and pussy juice! We laughed together about how wild it was that nature herself had joined in on our intimate encounter; she wiped some droplets from her face only to lick them off playfully which sent shivers down my spine once more!