Rachel had just moved to Pittsburgh and she was feeling a bit uneasy. As she drove around town, she spotted the Jewish Community Center [JCC] and, after she returned to her apartment, she thought that the best way to get familiar with the community would be through the JCC. She valued her Jewish heritage and wanted to associate with people like herself. She looked up their number and carefully dialed the number: 4-1-2-2-7-8-1-9-7-5. Within three rings, a mature female voice answered and she and Rachel struck up a conversation. After chatting for several minutes, Rachel was scheduled for the “New Jew Review”, an orientation session for new residents in the area. There were several sessions, and Rachel was scheduled into the one for single females under 30 (she was 29) meeting the very next day.
Rachel was both excited and nervous about going to the JCC. However, after getting there, she was warmly greeted and felt comfortable with the other nine women in the room – all of them new to Pittsburgh and all of them in their mid-to-late 20s. She made a quick friend with Hannah Eisentein, and they decided to have lunch together after the orientation. The two of them went to the nearby Eat’n Parkand Hannah invited Rachel back to her condo in Mount Lebanon.
Rachel had not explored this part of the South Hills before, and she was impressed with the homes that she saw and Hannah’s condominium was stunning. It had a fountain in the foyer and a two-story waterfall flowing out on to an enclosed patio with a hot-tub. Hannah had come from a wealthy background, but she also had made a name for herself as an interior designer in the wealthy community; as such, the JCC was a perfect contact for new clients.
As Rachel looked over the patio, taking note that it was very secure and private, Hannah suggested that they have “an afternoon cocktail” and get into the hot-tub.
“That sounds wonderful,” Rachel said, but I don’t have my bathing suit.”
“Why do you need a bathing suit for a hot-tub?” Hannah asked her?
“What do you wear?” Rachel asked.
“I don’t wear anything,” Hannah replied, taking Rachel’s hand and leading her into a beautifully tiled changing room.
Rachel was feeling a bit uncomfortable, but she was also not feeling like she wanted to leave. Hannah went over to the wet bar and using multiple bottles, prepared two colorful drinks in frosted glasses. She returned and handed Rachel one of the glasses – a pretty light blue liquid filling the glass.
“Adios Mother-Fucker!” she said, as she handed it to Rachel.
Not that Rachel was prim and proper or had virgin ears, but this kind of blunt vulgarity caught her by surprise. She took the drink from Hannah and Hannah raised her glass to Rachel. Rachel tipped glasses with Hannah, but she was hesitant to drink the blue concoction. Hannah took a rather large gulp from her glass, and then looked at Rachel with a big smile on her face.
“Mmmmmm, so good! Go ahead, you’re gonna like it,” she said.
Rachel decided to follow her friend and she took a sip, deciding that the taste was good, she followed it with a large gulp. She liked it.
Hannah took another big gulp of the drink, leaving very little remaining in her glass. She raised her glass to Rachel, and Rachel followed her by taking another big gulp form her glass, too.
“What is it?” Rachel asked.
“A special blend of Vodka, Gin, Rum, Tequila – some 7Up™ to mix it and a dash of blue curacao liqueur to give it some flavor and some color,” she said.
“Oh my! That will really mess me up,” Rachel said.
Hannah finished her drink and said, “That’s why it’s called …”
“Adios M-F,” Rachel said, and she finished her drink. “Now I get it.”
This behavior was a bit uncharacteristic for Rachel, but she was starting to feel comfortable, and it was too late after having gulped the large glass of the blue liquid. She wondered when the effect would kick in.
“It’s very mild and you’re going to feel great,” Hannah said. “I’ll mix us another one and we can sip on it in the hot-tub.” Hannah went back to the wet bar, mixed up two more drinks, but left them sitting on the counter. Turning to Rachel, she began removing her sweater.
“Time to get ready for the hot-tub,” Hannah said to Rachel. She wasted no time in removing her tan pants, leaving her only in her maroon bra and panties. Rachel noticed that her body was firm and tanned, a nice contrast against her bra and panties.
Seeing that Rachel was hesitant, Hannah walked over to her and started to unbutton Rachel’s white oxford-cloth shirt. Rachel wasn’t bisexual, and she certainly wasn’t a lesbian, but she was so taken by surprise that she let Hannah undress her --- first her shirt, and then, without hesitating, unbuttoning and unzippering her jeans and lowering them to the floor until Rachel stepped out of her woven leather flats. Hannah folded Rachel’s clothes and laid them across the couch next to hers. She went behind Rachel and started to massage her shoulders and her arms and, as Rachel began to relax, she unclasped Rachel’s white bra and removed it, lowering her hands along Rachel’s body to the waistband of her white panties. After hesitating just a moment, Hannah had her fingers in the waistband of Rachel’s panties and she slowly but steadily lowered them to the floor, and removed them, as Rachel stepped out of them.
Hannah looked at Rachel and admired her nakedness, very pure with only a slight tan. Her breasts were firm but round and of good size, her belly was flat and her thighs were nicely proportioned and formed a pair of firm and tight buttocks. Her legs were straight but shapely and led to beautiful feet with manicured toenails. Finally, she brought herself to look at Rachel’s pubis. Dark hair but trimmed closely and neatly above her labia, but smooth below.
Hannah approached naked Rachel who was mesmerized at what was occurring. Her hair was in a pony-tail, but Hannah reached forward and undid it, letting her hair fall to her shoulders. She stepped close to Rachel, their bodies making contact. She took hold of Rachel’s hands and put them on her sides, then leaned into her so that her lips were at Rachel’s ear. She lightly blew into Rachel’s ear and then said, “Now, you get me naked, just like I did for you.”
Hannah dropped her hands to Rachel’s waist and pulled them close together. Rachel raised her hands to Hannah’s bra, slightly fumbled with the clasp, and then undid it. She reached to Hannah’s shoulders and pulled down the straps, and then removed Hannah’s bra. She enjoyed the feel of Hannah’s breasts against her own, and Hannah stepped back slightly so that their nipples could graze each other’s skin. Rachel felt her nipples harden and she also started to feel a tingling “down below”.
Rachel started to slide her hands down Hannah’s body, but Hannah put her hands on Rachel’s shoulder to push her to her knees.
“Go to your knees; enjoy lowering my panties,” Hannah told her, as Rachel got to her knees.
On her knees, Rachel was looking at the top of Hannah’s panties. She’d actually never been this close to another woman before. She put her hands on either side of Hannah’s panties and slowly pulled them down. After they were below her buttocks, Rachel steadily lowered them to the floor and Hannah stepped out of them. Having bent lower to remove Hannah’s panties, when she looked forward, she was looking directly at Hannah’s pubis. She was shaved bare and her labia were clearly visible. Hannah lowered her hands to the back of Rachel’s head and pulled her toward her pubis until her face made contact.
“Rachel, I want to feel your breath on me … please, please, breathe on me,” Hannah said, as she held Rachel’s head tight to her body.
Rachel didn’t quite know what to do but she recalled what Hannah had done to her ear. She opened her mouth and slowly exhaled across Hannah’s pubis. She noticed that Hannah smelled good, a freshly bathed scent but also a scent of being aroused that she recognized from herself.
Hannah would have preferred that Rachel continue with her tongue, but she thought that might be too much at this point. After she had enjoyed herself for a while, she raised Rachel from the underarms and then held her close, blowing into her ear, running her hands across her back and her buttocks, and enjoying the feel of their bodies together – breasts to breasts, and the feel of Rachel’s closely trimmed pubic hair against her own bare pubis. She ran her hands down Rachel’s back and then cupped her buttocks, pulling her closer. Rachel really didn’t know what to do with her hands, so she wrapped them around Hannah’s waist, but soon found herself running her hands over Hannah’s buttocks and then Hannah and Rachel were pressed tight against each other, and rubbing their pubes together. Rachel noticed that it was feeling good and she wasn’t sure whether she should continue, but she didn’t have to figure it out. Hannah knew that things were “escalating” and she didn’t want to do that – at least not on this first meeting.
Hannah pulled away from Rachel but led her by the hand to the door.
“Come on, Rachel, the hot tub is calling,” she said.
Hannah picked up the second round of drinks as she walked past them, handing a glass to Rachel, but still leading her by the hand, outside, to the hot tub. Rachel couldn’t help but notice Hannah’s firm buttocks and noted that she was tanned “all over” – she must tan in the nude! Then, Rachel looked around and confirmed that the outdoor area was very secure, nobody would be looking in from any direction. That also made her feel better about walking outside absolutely naked.
The hot tub was sunken into the ground with a lovely stone patio surrounding it. Hannah stepped into it gracefully and then turned to help Rachel. This provided Rachel with an excellent view of Hannah’s breasts, tanned, firm and with protruding nipples – breasts that she had only felt against her own when they embraced. Of course, Hannah was also enjoying the view of Rachel approaching her, so shy, so vulnerable, and yet so willing. But, Hannah was not going to take (too much) advantage of this. She helped Rachel into the hot tub and into a seated position next to her, close next to her so that their thighs were touching. Both of them leaned back together and sipped on their drinks. Rachel wanted to be careful not to go too fast, but the drink tasted good and she actually liked the way it was relaxing her.
The women chatted casually as they drank their Adios MF drinks, Hannah knowing how it was relaxing Rachel, and Rachel feeling more and more comfortable in the hot tub with Hannah. They would occasionally play “footsies” and giggle like a couple of schoolgirls. As Rachel became more comfortable, and maybe a bit more inebriated, she also felt comfortable asking and answering questions. When she and Hannah were talking about making friends and getting set up in a new town, Rachel admitted that she was very hesitant to find a gynecologist.
“My first GYN appointment was very traumatic,” she told Hannah. “Every one since then has been horrible, and then I stopped going altogether.”
“I’m so sorry to hear that. You know it’s very important to have an annual examination, right?” Hannah asked. She leaned into Rachel and put her arm around her, occasionally running her fingers through Rachel’s hair.
“I know, but I get so nervous having to undress and lie on the table, and then to be touched in that way,” she said.
“Did you have a man or a woman doctor?” Hannah asked.
“The first time was with a man, and the second time was with a woman,” Rachel said. “I didn’t feel right having a woman touch me, but I didn’t feel right having a man see me either.”
“So, what was different?” Hannah asked. She was now rubbing her hand along Rachel’s shoulder and Rachel was leaning into Hannah.
“With the man, it just felt weird being so exposed and touched, and I tightened up when he touched me up top, and when he went down below, he tried to insert that instrument and he couldn’t, and he had trouble inserting his finger, too,” Rachel said.
“So, what did he do?” Hannah asked.
“He had the nurse give me an injection of something; I remember him saying that two units of ‘Versed’ would be sufficient,” Rachel said.
“Did that work?” Hannah asked.
“I guess. The last thing I remember is seeing the nurse to my side. I was reclined on the exam table with my feet in the stirrups. The exam gown was raised to my hips and she pulled it to the side. I felt a little sting and that was it,” Rachel said.
“And after that?” Hannah asked.
“The next thing I remember is lying flat on the exam table, covered with a blanket. My exam gown had been lowered and I looked over to see the nurse,” Rachel said. “The nurse told me that the doctor had completed the examination and everything was fine.”
“What did you do then?” Hannah asked.
“They had me lie there for about 30 minutes and the nurse would check my pulse and look into my eyes with a light every ten minutes or so. Then she helped me into a sitting and standing position and made sure I could stand straight and walk around the room by myself. Once she was satisfied, she told me to get dressed and exit the exam room to the discharge area. I took off the exam gown and noticed that I was wearing my panties and also a sanitary napkin. I could then feel some discomfort and I continued to get dressed. I went to the discharge area, took care of the paperwork, and left the office. When I got home, I took off my clothes and got into the shower – but when I removed my panties and the sanitary napkin, it was like the first day of my period. After my shower, I inserted a tampon and I was fine the next morning,” Hannah said.
Hannah had adjusted herself more so that she could embrace Rachel, and Rachel relaxed enough so that she could be embraced. Hannah had her hand on top of Rachel’s breast and was stroking her nipple, and it had become erect. She softly blew into Rachel’s ear and said, “Does this feel good?”
Rachel sighed and said, “Yes, yes it does.”
“And, next, you saw a female doctor?”, Hannah asked, while running her hand over Rachel’s breasts and across her stomach – because Rachel had turned more inward to Hannah’s touch.
“I saw the man doctor the next year, but he prescribed some valium for me to take before I got there,’ Rachel said. “But then, I was still nervous as he touched me.”
“Was he able to examine you?” Hannah asked.
“Yes, but it still hurt,” Rachel said. “I think the valium just made me not care, but I remember it hurting.”
“Aw, you poor thing,” Hannah said as she rubbed her hand across Rachel’s stomach.
Rachel leaned more into Hannah and Hannah was now able to rub across Rachel’s hips and she wondered if she should let her hand stray between Rachel’s legs.
“And, then, you saw the female doctor?” Hannah asked.
“Yes, the third year, I saw her,” Rachel said, “and it was worse than seeing the man doctor.”
“What happened?” Hannah asked.
“I still took the valium that I had, for whatever reason I don’t know, maybe just so I could get over it,” Rachel said, “but the woman doctor was not nice to me. She was very firm and really didn’t care how I felt. She was just there to do the examination.”
Hannah hugged Rachel and Rachel responded by wrapping her arms around Hannah for more comfort.
Hannah moved her hands up along Rachel’s waist and caressed both of her breasts.
“The woman doctor was rough with my breasts, squeezing on them and pulling on my nipples,” Rachel said.
Hannah caressed Rachel’s breasts some more and moved her fingertips over the nipples, and then she let her hands slide down across Rachel’s stomach. She moved one hand to Rachel’s hip to steady her, and the other hand … she moved into the thin patch of Rachel’s pubic hair, and lower until her fingertips felt the top of Rachel’s labia. Rachel wasn’t sure whether this was the right thing to be happening, but she knew that it felt good. She raised up to meet Hannah’s fingertips and that placed them directly on her clitoris! She moaned aloud and Hannah pressed against it, and rubbed it. Rachel’s head went back and her mouth opened as she gasped with Hannah’s continued touch. Hannah leaned into Rachel and, before Rachel knew what was happening, they were kissing – passionately. As they kissed, Rachel was moving her pubis against Hannah’s hand and Hannah was making sure that she was contacting Rachel’s clitoris and … it wasn’t long before Rachel’s hips were bucking.
“Oh! Don’t stop now, Hannah! Please, please,” Rachel pleaded, and Hannah worked her hand against Rachel’s clitoris as she had an orgasm. Hannah kept the palm of her hand against Rachel’s clitoris, but she extended her fingers until she was feeling the wetness between the lips of Rachel’s vagina. Rachel leaned into Hannah and adjusted her hips so that Hannah could slide two fingers into Rachel’s vagina. Hannah felt Rachel squeezing on her fingers as she slowly moved then in and out of Rachel’s vagina, reaching upward with her fingertips to rub across the g-spot. With her thumb on Rachel’s clitoris, and two fingers in her vagina, this is what it took for Rachel to complete the orgasm that was building. She moved on Hannah’s fingers and leaned her head up to passionately kiss Hannah. As her orgasm subsided, she relaxed her body and Hannah’s fingers slipped from Rachel’s vagina, but she still rested her hand on Rachel’s pubis.
Rachel rested her head on Hannah’s shoulder as her breathing returned to normal. Hannah took Rachel’s hand and moved it in between her legs. She tongued Rachel’s ear and said, in a seductive voice, “Do you want me to introduce you to myGynecologist?” She took her hand and placed it over Rachel’s hand, adjusting it so that her fingers could feel the wetness and her thumb was on her clitoris – just as she had been positioned with Rachel.
As Hannah started to move her hips she said to Rachel, “Now, gently, make me feel good.”
Rachel had never been with another woman before, and the Halakhic attitude
of her Jewish heritage had also made her feel guilty about masturbating. She was not experienced with her own body, much less that of another woman. Hannah guided Rachel’s hand as necessary, and she didn’t want this to take too long and make Rachel uncomfortable. She quickly positioned herself so that Rachel’s hand was stimulating her adequately and she had enough of an orgasm to satisfy her for a while.
Hannah and Rachel remained in a loose embrace as they enjoyed the closeness of each other and the feeling of the hot tub. After a while, the jets stopped when the timer had elapsed. Although Hannah and Rachel were very comfortable, they both felt that it was time to get out of the hot tub. Hannah got out of the tub first, reaching for a towel and wrapping it around herself. She extended her hand and helped Rachel out of the hot tub. Rachel reached for a towel, but Hannah was quick to get one and start drying Rachel. She admired how nice Rachel looked with her wet body, making her curves glisten and her nipples were protruding. Hannah started at her shoulders and then slowly moved down her body, across her breasts with the towel in both hands. She moved across her stomach and then lightly over her pubic area, and down each leg – she pressed between Rachel’s legs so that she would spread them. When she finished drying Rachel’s legs, she reached between them and pressed and rubbed firmly against her pubis, eliciting a slight moan from Rachel and even feeling some pressure as Rachel pushed forward in response.
Heather rubbed her hand against Rachel’s pubis and then, placing her hand on Rachel’s hip, turned her around. She started at Rachel’s shoulders and dried her back, lightly ran the towel over Rachel’s buttocks, and then firmly down each leg. Rachel remembered to keep her legs separated and Hannah reached between Rachel’s legs, extending her hand upward to rest on the top of her labia. With moderate pressure, she moved her hand lower and side to side, “drying” between Rachel’s legs. She continued steadily between Rachel’s legs, across her perineum and then in between her buttocks to the top of the crack, then rubbing and massaging firmly across her buttocks.
What happened next surprised Rachel. She felt Hannah separating her buttocks and she could feel that Hannah had taken the towel and put it over her finger. She felt the towel-wrapped finger running along the lips of her labia, across her perineum, and between her buttocks – to the top and back down – coming to rest on her anus!
“How does that feel?” Hannah asked, as her towel-wrapped finger pressed against Rachel’s anus and moved around.
This was a different feeling for Rachel. She’d never been touched “back there” before intimately. However, she always enjoyed washing “there” when she was in the shower. She wondered if that was right? She did not recall that anal sex was forbidden in the Talmud, but, culturally, she was of the belief that it was kinky or dirty. She rolled over one time when making out with Aaron Weinberg because he tried to slip a finger in her anus. What Hannah was doing felt good and she leaned forward a little bit to give her more access.
“The doctor will want to examine you here. Did the other doctors do that to you?” Hannah asked.
Rachel almost forgot, except that it wasn’t an intimate experience. BUT, then she remembered the second time she went to the man doctor. She remembered that he slid a finger into her vagina and then he slid a finger into her anus. She remembers clenching down on it but he slid it all the way inside. He moved it around for a few seconds and then he removed it. It just added to the uncomfortable feeling of the pelvic exam.
“No, that wouldn’t feel good,” Hannah said, as she continued to massage Rachel’s anus. She was steadying Rachel by holding around her hip, but now she wrapped her arm around Rachel so that her hand was able to run across her stomach and into the trimmed pubic hair.
“The woman doctor was rough with the instruments and rough with her fingers. She did just what the man doctor did, except, when I tightened up, she spoke to me firmly and told me to loosen up, that it was no big deal. But, after she was finished, she told me that she couldn’t examine me properly because I was so tensed up.”
Hannah continued to run her fingers over Rachel’s stomach and pubic hair, and Rachel maintained her position as Hannah massaged Rachel’s anus with her towel-wrapped finger. Rachel, feeling very comfortable, continued to tell Hannah about the examination.
“She had me roll over and put my shoulders down and butt raised up. The nurse held my buttocks wide and the doctor jammed two fingers into my vagina and felt around. She pulled those fingers out of my vagina and then she jammed a finger in my vagina and in my anus. By this time, I had lurched forward twice, but the nurse held me, and I had winced in discomfort but the doctor continued – and then, it was over,” Rachel said.
“That’s a lot different than what you’re feeling now,” Hannah said.
“Oh yes, what I’m feeling now is … wonderful,” Rachel said.
Hannah used that as an invitation to lose the towel around her finger. She put two fingers in her mouth and wet them. Her index finger slid along Rachel’s labia for more natural lubrication, and as she inserted it into Rachel’s vagina, her middle finger followed along the labia for lubrication and then was easily sliding the finger into Rachel’s anus. Hannah was surprised that it slid in so easily; of course, Rachel was surprised, too! Both girls thought it must be the alcohol working its magic.
“The doctor will be just as gentle with you,” Hannah said.
“Oh, I want to go to that doctor!” Rachel said. She was enjoying the feeling of Hannah’s fingers inside of her. She was moving her hips on Hannah’s fingers, but Hannah didn’t want it to go there. This was just a little tease. Hannah locked the feeling in her memory and then she slowly removed her fingers, wiping them on the towel she used to dry Rachel.
Rachel stood up, naked and aroused before Hannah, but not uncomfortable with her nakedness. Hannah dropped her towel and then led Rachel by the hand inside. With no more play, Hannah started to get dressed and Rachel followed her. Once they were dressed, they sat on the couch next to each other as if nothing erotic had happened between them.
Rachel asked Hannah, “This doctor, is this doctor your gynecologist?”
Hannah responded, “Yes, he is my gynecologist.”
“And, you like going to him – I mean, not like, but you know, it’s not uncomfortable?” Rachel continued.
“It’s not uncomfortable at all and, in fact, he does things in a way that actually do feel good,” Hannah said.
“I’m still scared,” Rachel said.
“Would you be more comfortable if I went with you?” Hannah asked.
“You would do that for me?” Rachel asked.
“Sure, anything to help you deal with it,” Hannah said.
“That is so kind. I think I will do it. Give me his number and I will make an appointment,” Rachel said.
“Oh, it doesn’t work like that. He only works on referrals so I have to call for you,” Hannah said.
Rachel thought that was a bit odd but she also thought it was good. The doctor limited his patients only to ones that were referred. He didn’t just see anyone.
“Well, that’s fine. You can set it up. I’m usually available on Wednesday and Friday afternoons,” Rachel said.
“He only makes appointments on Saturday. It’s a limited practice,” Hannah said.
“Well, that’s fine. I won’t have to take off from work,” Rachel said.
“Exactly,” Hannah said. “That’s why he schedules that way.”
Rachel and Hannah finished their drinks and Rachel stood to leave Hannah’s condo. Hannah walked her to the door, holding her hand. She kissed Rachel as they approached the door. It was a brief kiss, but Rachel returned it with more of an intimate kiss.
“Thank you, Hannah. Thank you so much,” Rachel said.
Hannah opened the door and Rachel left. When Hannah closed the door, her mind was racing. What a hottie Rachel was! How she wanted to make it with her but restrained herself. What would the doctor think when he saw Rachel? Hannah went to her bedroom and stripped off her clothes, splaying her nakedness across the bed, reaching into her nightstand drawer for the vibrator, and pleasuring herself until she had the orgasm she wanted to have when she was with Rachel.
Rachel walked to her car, her mind spinning and her loins still stirring. She couldn’t get her mind off of the time she just had with Hannah and Hannah’s touch. She felt warm in her vagina and in her anus. She wanted more. This doctor? What was he like? What was he going to do? How was she going to relax for him? When she got home, Rachel was still aroused and she also went to her bedroom and stripped out of her clothes. She lay back on her bed and reached between her legs, touching herself like Hannah had done. She wasn’t going to hold back like she had done before. She touched herself as the pleasure led her and when she started to constrict her loins she felt it in her anus. She reached between her legs and touched herself there and it sent waves of pleasure through her body. Touching her clitoris, fingering her vagina, and now fingering her anus, she had an orgasm like she had never had before!