I had met Peter in my recent adolescent, he was my first boyfriend, he took my virginity, we had been together for many, many yr. Sex was very average, it wasn't until the explosion of titillating fiction onto the book grocery store that I started to realise how dirt he actually was. Sex was often uncomfortable, I never climaxed, he continually wanted me to suck him off but never gave me viva. He introduced me to porn later on in our family relationship, I must concede I never could get into it but what did seem to plough me on was girl on miss action mechanism. My pussy would go wet, for the sake of my saneness, it was loose to suggest a porn film with lesbian military action, me to put myself on all quaternion, watching it, while he happily banged away. I still never came but at least my puss became lubricated to accommodate him. I masturbated alone at every opportunity.

When I was in my tardy thirty, I had a really good friendship with a noblewoman called Lynn. We got on instantaneously on our world-class meeting, standardized likes and dislikes and good company. I knew she was a lesbian and I confess some of my lone onanism sessions were helped along by closing my eyes and fantasising that Lynn was with me. We had been friends for many class and never once did she point any interest group in me and to be honest how would I react if she did, probably run away in subterfuge panic ?

My human relationship with Peter was getting to the point where one of us needed to do something about it. Sex didn't happen thank goodness, he was working all hours and the respite of the fourth dimension he was out socialising with his rugby football mates. I was discontented and lonely, feeling finally that this relationship could not conduct on, we lived together but that was no longer an self-justification and it was time I did something about it.

Peter had gone away on a rugger weekend and Lynn knew I was alone and invited me to supper on the Saturday night. She was an splendid cook, so armed with a couple of feeding bottle of right wine, I drove to her home looking forward to a loose evening with my friend.

The food had been delicious, having finished pud and cleared away, we moved to the lounge domain, flopping down on the sofa to continue the irregular bottle of wine.

‘ You're not yourself tonight. What's going on with you, is it that useless article, pecker again ?'Lynn asked.

I sighed deeply,

‘ Oh Lynn, you know me too well. I really can not bide living with him any longer. We are with each other purely out of habit and it isn't doing either of us any good.'

‘ Do you bed him ?'she enquired.

‘ Scheol no, the love died a recollective metre ago. Actually, I don't even know if you'd call it eff. Teenage lust probably. I am really no longer attracted to him, our sex life doesn't happen and wasn't any good when we did !'I complained.

‘ How…..what…..do you mean ?'Lynn pushed.

‘ Well, he took my virginity, had no theme what stimulation was, expected me to suck him off but wouldn't reciprocate and as for an coming for me, he wouldn't know what one was ! Oh my god Lynn, I'm sorry to be so blunt, I can't assistant but say it as it is !'I apologised

Lynn laughed,

‘ Don't apologise, I'm sorry I am laughing, it's not funny, I can't believe you are still with him after all these years if that's the way he treats you.'

I couldn't supporter myself as the crying pricked the backs of my eyes and started to roll down my brass. Lynn shuffled over from the early end of the couch and sat facing me sideways on, pulling me into her shoulder.

‘ Hey, don't cry ! You deserve so much More. You are beautiful, variety and funny. Don't ever forget that, his departure is person else's gain.'

I snuffled into her shoulder, grateful for her accompaniment when I felt so low.

‘ Hey, look at me.'She pushed my shoulders away from her and I brought my centre up to count at her.

She moved forward and kissed me softly on the lips. I pulled back in shock at the contact. Taking my face in both her hands, she kissed me again, her lips softly bushing against mine and then I felt her tongue stroke the seam of my lips. I exhaled, opening my mouth to accept her tongue as she gently pushed for a profoundly kiss. Her knife explored my lip, stroking inside, increasing the pressure and my heart started to beat so fast. I was not sure how to react, part of me was so unsure but that former nagging piece of me wanted it and more.

She pulled back, smiling at me and stroking my cheek. Her caresses continued, her mitt stroking the sides of my neck, below my pinna and down to my nab bone, just flaccid, touchy tactual sensation, her former hand at the back of my neck, relaxing me with her touch. Her finger's breadth moved to the v in my blouse, slowly undoing the release, lowly and turn down until she had them all undone and was pulling the fabric out that was tucked in my chick exposing my front to her.

Again, her finger's breadth danced lightly over my skin moving back up to my in good order size breasts enveloped in my sheer material body coloured bra. My mamilla pebbled hard under the vapourous translucent fabric and her knuckles skimmed tantalisingly over them, the tablet of her fingers fondling the flesh above the top of the cup of my bra. My heart was beating furiously, my pussycat felt wet and my snatch ached unbearably, I felt drunkard, partially from the wine but predominately from her attention.

Lynn moved forward again kissing me open mouthed, inviting me to search her with my own tongue. Hesitating nervously, she sucked my bottom lip with her own, releasing it with a sigh, I flicked out my tongue and licked her lips, finally plucking the courage up to venture my tongue into her mouth. Our kiss was luxuriant, a slow dance of tongues, helping me to slack up further.

Her exploring work force moved back down to my nipples, circling the aching buds, scratching across the knotted pulp, the sensations ricocheting down to my clit as I moaned into her oral cavity. Moving across to the catch at the strawman of my bra she released my chest, the textile springing away releasing my mound Gently she moved the material out of the way, cupping one of my hammock, rolling the nipple between her fingerbreadth and thumb distortion and pulling at the sensitive flesh, then moving over to regale the other one the Saame. My nipples tightened further, my clit was now throbbing achingly, her splayed fingers slid lightly over the protruding tightened mamilla, vibrating as each digit rubbed preceding. The virtuoso where so erotic, I wanted more, needed her to help stop the ache, the incessant pounding in my clit.

I moaned into her back talk again, she stopped kissing me, moved back and looked into my optic,

‘ Tell me……. is this what you want ?'

‘ Yes, please……'I whispered in response.

smooching my cervix, her tongue licking behind my ear, I could palpate her reanimate breathing place on my skin. Her manus left my breast moving down, seeking the hem of my bird, pulling and tugging until the material was bunched around my waist exposing my step-in covered crotch. Her deal moved down to my knee joint closest to her, applying some pressure as she drew roofy on my inside leg with her fingers. By now, overcome with the impulse to fill my need, I didn't hesitate to open my legs for her, pushing my knees as far apart as the sofa would allow.

Achingly slowly her fingerbreadth inched up my thighs in tiny increments, teasing me beyond words, I wanted this so, so bad, my hint coming in curt pants. She cupped my pile, the heal of her hired hand against my pubic bone, her finger resting lightly against my slit and her fingertips against the wet material of my genitalia. She continued to fondle the skin on my dresser lower and lower until her back talk closed over one of my nipples, drawing the tingling soma into her rima oris, sucking hard.

The welcomed impinging caused my articulatio coxae to buck into her helping hand pushing her fingers tighter against my pussy, her rima oris alternating between suckling and flicking each of my nipple with her tongue. Never, in all my age had I wanted to follow so bad, even masturbating holding a vibrating dildo against my clitoris watching lesbian porn had brought me to this unwarranted heightened state of matter. I didn't know what to say, I wanted more, so much more.

‘ Pleeease, pleeease…..'I whined at Lynn.

She still didn't move, continued to shower her attentive mouth on my breasts, her hand so tantalising still against the front of my pussycat.

‘ I need you……I need you to…………make……….me………..come ! Please Lynn, I need you so badly !'I gasped.

She dragged her fingers up and slide them into my panties, parting my labia, one of her finger's breadth probing my wetness, stroking up and down, avoiding my button. I gasped at the contact bucking up again and again circling my hip to increase the pressure of her fingerbreadth on my most sensitive parts.

‘ Shhhh…..relax baby…..take it slow…..let me show you how near it can feel…how it should feel…..you demand to realise how estimable I can attain you feel.'She whispered against my breasts. She dipped her finger into my wetness pooling at the entryway to my cunt and then touched my clit, starting to slowly apply insistence, circling her fingertip over the nub, over and over, massaging it back and forth, at the same time she continued to lactate my teat alternatively.

The touch and speed of the dress circle on my slippery flesh became harder and faster as the pressure of my orgasm built, my body tightening, my fingers digging into the plush cushions of the sofa. Her mouth sucked punishing, biting the sensitive build and then soothing the collation with the swipe of her tongue. Her fingerbreadth now flicking so fast over my clit, sensations shooting across my trunk in so many counselling, as I was tipped over the coming ledge. I wailed loudly as I came so hard, never had I been the recipient of such a climax, my body spasmed and I felt my cunt paries declaration and pulse. Lynn slowed the massaging of my clit as I panted through the intensity of my coming, my legs felt like jelly and I felt so relaxed.

‘ Hey, earth to Caroline ?'Lynn whispered looking deeply into my optic. She kissed me again, passionately, her spit caressing my mouth.

‘ Are you okay ?'

I nodded dumbly in reply to her question.

‘ I haven't even started to show you how I can make you feel. stick around with me tonight, please ?'she pleaded.

Suddenly embarrassed at my nakedness I was unable to answer. Lynn stood up quickly, reaching for my bridge player, she pulled me to my metrical unit. My skirt fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained open with my unfastened bra draped to my sides. I looked down at my exposed breasts, she put her fingers under my mentum and pulled my case back up to foregather hers, stroking down the gradient of one boob to circle my nipple, the flesh tightening in response, she quietly said,

‘ babe, don't be shy, you have a beautiful body, I so want to explore it more…'

prehension my helping hand again she pulled me out of the room, up the stairs and into her bedroom, closing the door behind us. Pulling me deeper into the elbow room until we were future to her bed, she pulled my blouse and bra from my shoulders, letting them drop to the base. She pulled her own jump shot over her straits, revealing small chest which showed off her taught protruding nipple, moving forward she embraced me and kissed me hungrily.

breaking away, she reached behind and unzipped my chick letting it fall to the trading floor, the knelt at my feet and pulled my pantie down and off my substructure. She list forward, breathing against my mount, kissed my pussy and returned to suffer to face me. She then proceeded to unzip her trousers, sliding them down her legs to let on her naked, bald pussy to me, kicking them off her feet as she moved in to kiss me again.

Our kisses became more passionate as she started to pay attention to my breasts, rolling and pinching the nipples between her fingers and thumb. Emboldened I reached for her breasts, relishing in the softness of the hide, the nipples hard as I rubbed my ribbon against them. She pushed me down on the bed on my spinal column and moved to range my pelvic arch, instantly I felt her wet puss against my cumulation. I looked down and could see her labia shiny with her juices. She leaned in again to buss me, our tongues dualling, teeth banging as she rubbed herself against my pubic bone and moaning into my mouth.

Manoeuvring herself further back, hooking her properly leg underneath my forget one until our snatch were kissing and she started to rub herself against me. The superstar was galvanising, our wet lips slurping against one another, she pulled my depart knee up to her chest and started to depend upon me severe. Our clits rubbed against each other, sliding over our soaked pussies, grinding down against our pubic bones, our sexual climax building as we mashed our consistency together.

We were both covered in a luster of effort as we panted from the exertion of chasing our orgasms, the slurping of our twat against each other echoed loudly in the room, the noise exciting us further. As we both reached our climax, we cried out simultaneously, clinging to one another as our exertion slowed, grinding out the lastly throes of our orgasms.

Collapsing on the bed, Lynn and I laid side by face, breathing heavily with our legs still entwined, I kissed her and moving to lay on my back, I said,

‘ Thank you….words can not describe how enlightening this has been….I had no theme it would or should feel like this. I'm blown away.'

‘ You're welcome. You have no idea how a great deal I have wanted to do this to you for.'

Was her reply.

I must have drifted off for a piece, I was awoken by Lynn suckling on my breasts, I lay still with my eyes closed absorbing those howling sentience once again, appreciating those small sparks shooting down to my pussy making me wet. Her tongue circled over each of my mamilla, pinching tightly between her teeth, sucking and pulling the flesh taught, over and over again she repeated the attending on each bosom. I felt like I was so tightlipped to orgasm from just her aid to my boob but that elusive orgasm just wasn't quite within reach, by now I was panting from her comb-out, my juices trickling down my slit.

Her mouth left my boob, she kissed and licked her way down my stomach, moving over to suck on the frame covering my hip off-white. I felt the bed move as she manoeuvred herself between my legs, pushing them all-encompassing apart until the side of meat of my knee touched the mattress. I sat up on my elbows, my centre thrashing faster and faster as I watched her mouth move closer and closer to my pussy.

‘ You are so wet.'She exclaimed.

I gasped as she drew the apartment of her tongue from my opening all the way up to my clit. The feel so electric and the passel so titillating as she paused over my clit to look up at me and demonstrate my creamy juice gathered on her lingua before taking them into her mouth to bask them before sweeping back downwards. She continued to lap at me, her mouthpiece and tongue drubbing and slurping up my copious juices as string section of grool stretched between her mouth and my slit. The aesthesis ramped up as I watched her devour me, then she moved to my clit, pushing my pubic mound upwards to tighten the skin and pull the strong-armer back to reveal that especial slub of boldness. Her clapper darted out and flicked the hard nub back and Forth, the wavelet of pleasure causing me to buck my hips up to increase the middleman.

laying her former arm over my belly to steady me, she placed her mouth over my clit and sucked hard rubbing the dilate button with her tongue. She continued to suck up and slurp as my workforce knotted in fists against the sail as my orgasm built, by now I was moaning so loudly, encouraging her to up her efforts. I pushed my pelvic girdle up, driving my clit harder against her suction bombardment, my coming broke, my muscles tightened everywhere, my cutis skittering little electric car shocks across my consistence.

She continued to imbibe, even as the orgasm subsided and my flesh was so sensitive, I was struggling to stomach it, she pushed and pushed me as the pain altered to build into a second climax. Gasping for breather the instant blossom rushed through me even more sensible than the get-go, my moan now wails as I crashed over. She eased off the pressure and gently lapped at the juices secreting from me as I tried to recover my breath.

She moved back up to lay beside me, pushing my haircloth from my sweaty typeface and kissed me gently. I tasted myself on her lips and in her mouth, savouring my musky flavour and licking my juices from her Chin. I reached over and started to fondle her titty, feeling her mamilla harden as I stroked the back of my fingers over them, gently rolling the buds between my fingers enjoying the sensation of tightened nipple and tightly puckered anatomy of her aureoles.

She moaned into my sass, arching her back into my mitt, encouraging me far. She broke our osculation and rolled onto her back with her arms above her head, offering me unfettered admission to her dead body. Leaning my head on my hired hand, I watched myself stroking Lynn, relishing in berth orgasmic seventh heaven, feeling another woman's gentle flesh under my fingertips, finding it unbelievable that my fantasy was far better in world than I'd ever imagined.

Drifting my exploring hand down between her knocker, over her belly release until I reached her bald pubic mound, my fingertips stroking her plump slit not applying any pressure enjoying teasing her.

‘ surface your pegleg for me…..let me touch you…….I want to sense you.'I urged.

Lynn moaned in reply opening her legs immediately, I moved down the bed a little, sliding my fingers between her labia, instantly feeling her wetness, the slippery softness of her hairless pussy as I caressed up and down her slick folds spreading her copious juices around. Overcome by the urge to taste her, I scrabbled over and put myself between her legs and moved my head to her slit. What a sight ! Completely hairless, pale outer lip, pulling them apart with my finger to reveal bass garden pink inner folds, shining with her juices, pulling wider to reveal her cunt opening secreting fatheaded creamy juices and a gorgeous delicate pink clit peaking out from its hood.

I tentatively stuck my tongue out to taste her, she tasted very similar to myself yet slightly different, musky, salty and sweet all at the same time. I lapped at her juice enjoying the smell and listening to her moaning at my attending.

‘ More…..give me more…..slip your fingers into my pussy, pleeease !'She gasped.

suction my long finger into my mouth to wet it, I then slid it slowly into her vaginal possibility, delighting in the hanky panky of her cunt rampart and her intimate muscles clamping against the intrusion trying to pull my fingerbreadth in deeper. I slowly pumped my fingerbreadth in and out, watching my finger disappearing back and forth.

‘ No, more…stretch me with your fingers.'She instructed.

Emboldened, I inserted my indicator finger alongside the other and then a tertiary, feeling her snatch rampart open to admit my dactyl. I started to pump my digit, knuckle deep into her, the squelching noises as my knuckles slapped against her juice coated labia exciting me further.

proclivity over, I sucked her clit into my mouth and drew the flesh in, trying to match the electronic jamming of my finger's breadth into her bitch with the drawing movements of my rim and tongue on her nub. Moaning and hissing her encouragement at me demanding more and more, I just couldn't seem to fuck her with my bridge player hard enough.

She reached over to her bedside draftsman and produced a dildo, it was bright pink, substantial in length and girth, offering it to me.

‘ Shove it into my pussy, turn it on and fuck me intemperately !'She ordered.

Without hesitating, I grabbed it, removed my digit from her snatch and immediately placed the headway against her opening which was gaping from the absence of my digits. I watched in awe as her twat took the vibrator without any resistance, sliding in to the hilt, as deep as I could get it. I flicked the switch at the can to the maximum circumstance and felt the base buzz into life.

‘ Oh god ! Yes that's it, now fuck me with it ! Hard !'She moaned loudly.

I started to slide the garden pink Phallus in and out of her, twisting it at the same time. The pink plastic was marbled with her creamy juice, the opening night of her cunt the material body dragging back and Forth River over the target. I leaned forward again and sucked her clit into my mouth, sucking on the nub and pumping the false putz into her faster and faster.

‘ That's it Baby. shag it harder and deeper into me…….Suck me……harder….more…..Oh yes, just like that…….don't stop.'She was gasping now, bucking up to play the dildo pounding into her slit. Her consistence tense, her hips remaining in the air as her coming built. I was euphoric, not only had I orgasmed, improbably twice from her but now I was successfully helping her, I felt so powerful to be capable to do this, I don't know who was more turned on, myself or Lynn.

As her orgasm broke and I slowed down the pumping of the dildo into her snatch and eased off her clit, I watched her juice push out around the pinko plastic, dribbling onto my hand holding it. Never had I seen anything so titillating, the pick oozing out of her, I pulled the dildo from her making a popping auditory sensation and brought it to my oral cavity. I sucked her juice from the charge card and licked her cum from my hand, tasting her richness and Lynn watched me as she recovered from my attentions.

‘ God that is sooo sexy. Watching you houseclean my juice, sticking my dildo, which was moments ago buried in my bitch, into your sass to fellate off my cum. Come here.'She whispered.

I moved back to lay down beside her, my head resting on her shoulder joint, her arm around me and my hand palming her beautiful chest. Lying there quietly for a moment, thinking, I quietly said,

‘ I'm done with Peter, you have shown me what I need, probably what I have been seeking and didn't realise it was there all the metre. I'm going to leave him, do you envision a lodger ?'

‘ No, I don't want a boarder. I want you in my bed, every Nox, as my buff. I have so many Thomas More matter I want to do with you and ploughshare with you. Will you be that someone ?'She inquired.

Without hesitation,

‘ Yes.'I replied .