I had met St. Peter in my late teen, he was my number 1 young man, he took my virginity, we had been together for many, many old age. Sex was very intermediate, it wasn't until the explosion of erotic fiction onto the account book market that I started to actualize how bullshit he actually was. Sex was often uncomfortable, I never climaxed, he continually wanted me to suck up him off but never gave me oral. He introduced me to porn later on in our relationship, I must profess I never could get into it but what did appear to move around me on was girl on lady friend natural process. My pussy would become wet, for the sake of my sanity, it was easier to suggest a porn film with lesbian military action, me to put myself on all quatern, watching it, while he happily banged away. I still never came but at least my cunt became lubricated to accommodate him. I masturbated alone at every opportunity.

When I was in my belatedly thirties, I had a really honorable friendly relationship with a lady called Lynn. We got on instantaneously on our first encounter, similar likes and dislikes and ripe troupe. I knew she was a tribade and I confess some of my solitary masturbation Roger Sessions were helped along by closing my eyes and fantasising that Lynn was with me. We had been friends for many year and never once did she bear witness any interest in me and to be honest how would I respond if she did, probably run away in subterfuge panic ?

My 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 rest of the fourth dimension he was out socialising with his rugby partner. I was discontented and lonely, feeling finally that this relationship could not carry 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 rugby weekend and Lynn knew I was alone and invited me to supper on the Sat Night. She was an excellent cook, so armed with a mates of bottle of good wine, I drove to her home looking forward to a relaxed evening with my friend.

The food had been yummy, having finished puddings and cleared away, we moved to the couch area, flopping down on the sofa to continue the second bottle of wine.

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

I sighed deeply,

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

‘ Do you screw him ?'she enquired.

‘ nether region no, the making love died a long meter ago. Actually, I don't even know if you'd ring it sleep with. Teenage lust probably. I am really no longer attracted to him, our sex lifespan doesn't happen and wasn't any commodity when we did !'I complained.

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

‘ wellspring, he took my virginity, had no idea what foreplay 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 help but say it as it is !'I apologised

Lynn laughed,

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

I couldn't assist myself as the tears pricked the backs of my eyes and started to cast down my cheeks. Lynn shuffled over from the other end of the sofa and sat facing me sideways on, pulling me into her shoulder.

‘ Hey, don't cry ! You deserve so much Thomas More. You are beautiful, kind and funny. Don't ever forget that, his personnel casualty is someone else's gain.'

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

‘ Hey, look at me.'She pushed my shoulder joint away from her and I brought my optic up to bet at her.

She moved forward and kissed me softly on the brim. I pulled back in electric shock at the liaison. Taking my face in both her manus, 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 knife as she gently pushed for a deep osculation. Her spit explored my oral cavity, stroking inside, increasing the air pressure and my kernel started to tucker out so fast. I was not for sure how to oppose, voice of me was so unsure but that other nagging piece of me wanted it and more.

She pulled back, smiling at me and stroking my impertinence. Her caresses continued, her hands stroking the sides of my cervix, below my capitulum and down to my apprehend bone, just soft, delicate touches, her other helping hand at the back of my neck, relaxing me with her touch. Her finger moved to the v in my blouse, slowly undoing the buttons, lower and crushed until she had them all undone and was pulling the material out that was tucked in my skirt exposing my front to her.

Again, her digit danced lightly over my skin moving back up to my decent size of it white meat enveloped in my sheer human body coloured bra. My nipples pebbled hard under the vaporous translucent fabric and her knuckles skimmed tantalisingly over them, the launch pad of her fingers fondling the build above the top of the cup of my bra. My bosom was beating furiously, my cunt felt wet and my pussy ached unbearably, I felt drunk, partially from the wine but predominately from her attention.

Lynn moved forward again kissing me open mouthed, inviting me to research her with my own spit. Hesitating nervously, she sucked my bottom lip with her own, releasing it with a suspire, I flicked out my knife and licked her mouth, finally plucking the courage up to venture my knife into her oral fissure. Our kiss was luxurious, a dim dance of tongues, helping me to relax further.

Her exploring workforce moved back down to my nipples, circling the aching buds, scratching across the knotted physical body, the sensation ricocheting down to my clitoris as I moaned into her lip. Moving across to the catch at the front of my bra she released my titty, the textile springing away releasing my mound Gently she moved the material out of the way, cupping one of my cumulus, rolling the nipple between her fingerbreadth and thumb twisting and pulling at the sensitive build, then moving over to treat the former one the Saame. My nipples tightened further, my clit was now throbbing achingly, her splayed fingerbreadth slid lightly over the protruding tightened teat, vibrating as each finger rubbed past. The sensations where so erotic, I wanted more, needed her to help turn back the aching, the incessant throb in my clit.

I moaned into her mouth again, she stopped kissing me, moved back and looked into my eyes,

‘ Tell me……. is this what you want ?'

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

Kissing my neck, her tongue licking behind my ear, I could experience her quickened breather on my skin. Her hand left my boob moving down, seeking the hem of my skirt, pulling and tugging until the stuff was bunched around my waist exposing my panty covered private parts. Her hired hand moved down to my articulatio genus closest to her, applying some insistence as she drew circles on my inside leg with her fingers. By now, overcome with the urge to replete my need, I didn't hesitate to open my legs for her, pushing my knees as far apart as the lounge would countenance.

Achingly slowly her fingers inched up my thighs in diminutive increments, teasing me beyond words, I wanted this so, so bad, my breathing space coming in brusk pants. She cupped my mound, the heal of her hired hand against my pubic os, her digit resting lightly against my slit and her fingertips against the wet material of my crotch. She continued to caress the skin on my chest of drawers lower and modest until her back talk closed over one of my mammilla, drawing the tingling flesh into her backtalk, sucking hard.

The welcomed contact caused my hips to buck into her hand pushing her fingers tighter against my slit, her mouthpiece alternating between suckling and flicking each of my nipple with her tongue. Never, in all my years had I wanted to come so bad, even masturbating holding a vibrating dildo against my clit watching gay woman porn had brought me to this wild heightened province. 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 lavish her attentive mouth on my breasts, her hand so tantalising still against the social movement of my pussy.

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

She dragged her fingers up and slid them into my panties, parting my labia, one of her finger's breadth probing my wetness, stroking up and down, avoiding my clitoris. I gasped at the physical contact bucking up again and again circling my pelvis to increase the pressure of her finger on my most sore parts.

‘ Shhhh…..relax baby…..take it slow…..let me express you how secure it can feel…how it should feel…..you motive to take in how honest I can make you feel.'She whispered against my breasts. She dipped her fingers into my wetness pooling at the entrance to my twat and then touched my clit, starting to slowly enforce insistence, circling her fingertip over the nub, over and over, massaging it back and forth, at the same time she continued to nurse my teat alternatively.

The pinch and speed of the circles on my slippery anatomy became harder and faster as the pressure of my orgasm built, my body tightening, my fingers digging into the lavish shock of the sofa. Her mouth sucked harder, biting the sensitive flesh and then soothing the bite with the swipe of her natural language. Her finger now flicking so fast over my button, esthesis shooting across my dead body in so many directions, as I was tipped over the orgasm ledge. I wailed loudly as I came so strong, never had I been the recipient of such a climax, my soundbox spasmed and I felt my puss walls contract and pulse. Lynn slowed the massaging of my clit as I panted through the intensity of my coming, my stage felt like jelly and I felt so relaxed.

‘ Hey, ground to Caroline ?'Lynn whispered looking deeply into my eyes. She kissed me again, passionately, her tongue caressing my mouth.

‘ Are you okay ?'

I nodded dumbly in answer to her question.

‘ I haven't even started to shew you how I can defecate you feel. Stay with me tonight, please ?'she pleaded.

Suddenly embarrassed at my openness I was ineffectual to answer. Lynn stood up quickly, reaching for my hand, she pulled me to my invertebrate foot. My skirt fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained open with my open bra draped to my slope. I looked down at my exposed breasts, she put her fingers under my mentum and pulled my expression back up to meet hers, stroking down the slope of one chest to circulate my tit, the human body tightening in answer, she quietly said,

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

prehension my hand again she pulled me out of the room, up the steps and into her sleeping accommodation, closing the door behind us. Pulling me cryptic into the way until we were next to her bed, she pulled my blouse and bra from my shoulders, letting them drop to the floor. She pulled her own pinafore over her head, revealing modest titty which showed off her taught protruding nipples, moving forward she embraced me and kissed me hungrily.

breakage away, she reached behind and unzipped my skirt letting it come down to the floor, the knelt at my feet and pulled my panties down and off my fundament. She tend forward, breathing against my mount, kissed my slit and returned to fend to face me. She then proceeded to unzip her trousers, sliding them down her ramification to divulge her bare, bald-pated pussycat 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 aid to my breasts, rolling and pinching the mammilla between her finger and quarter round. Emboldened I reached for her titty, relishing in the softness of the tegument, the mamilla hard as I rubbed my medallion against them. She pushed me down on the bed on my back and moved to straddle my hip, instantly I felt her wet kitty-cat against my pitcher. I looked down and could see her labia sheeny with her juices. She leaned in again to buss me, our lingua dualling, teeth banging as she rubbed herself against my pubic bone and moaning into my mouth.

Manoeuvring herself further back, hooking her right leg underneath my left one until our pussycat were kissing and she started to rub herself against me. The sensation was electric, our wet lips slurping against one another, she pulled my leftover knee joint up to her chest and started to ride me hard. Our clits rubbed against each other, sliding over our soaked pussies, grinding down against our pubic finger cymbals, our climax building as we mashed our bodies together.

We were both covered in a luster of sweat as we panted from the exertion of chasing our climax, the slurping of our kitty 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 exertions slowed, grinding out the last throes of our orgasms.

Collapsing on the bed, Lynn and I laid side by incline, breathing hard with our stage still entwined, I kissed her and moving to lay on my spinal column, I said,

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

‘ You're welcome. You have no thought how much I have wanted to do this to you for.'

Was her reply.

I must feature drifted off for a while, I was awoken by Lynn suckling on my breasts, I lay still with my heart closed absorbing those wonderful sentience once again, appreciating those little sparks shooting down to my pussy making me wet. Her tongue circled over each of my pap, pinching tightly between her dentition, sucking and pulling the anatomy taught, over and over again she repeated the attending on each breast. I felt like I was so ending to orgasm from just her attentions to my tits but that tough orgasm just wasn't quite within reaching, by now I was panting from her ribbing, my juices trickling down my slit.

Her mouth left my breasts, she kissed and licked her way down my abdomen, moving over to suck up on the physique covering my hip finger cymbals. I felt the bed move as she manoeuvred herself between my legs, pushing them broad apart until the position of my genu touched the mattress. I sat up on my elbows, my heart beating faster and faster as I watched her mouth movement closer and closer to my pussy.

‘ You are so wet.'She exclaimed.

I gasped as she drew the flatcar of her tongue from my opening all the way up to my clit. The flavour so galvanizing and the mickle so erotic as she paused over my clit to look up at me and show my creamy succus gathered on her lingua before taking them into her mouthpiece to savour them before sweeping back downwards. She continued to lap at me, her mouth and tongue licking and slurping up my copious juice as train of grool stretched between her sass and my cunt. The sensations ramped up as I watched her raven me, then she moved to my clit, pushing my pubic mound upwards to tighten the tegument and pull the hood back to reveal that special nautical mile of nerves. Her tongue darted out and flicked the hard nub back and forth, the ripples of pleasure causing me to tear my hips up to increase the contact.

Laying her other arm over my belly to steady me, she placed her mouth over my clit and sucked intemperate rubbing the distended release with her tongue. She continued to lactate and slurp as my hands knotted in fists against the mainsheet as my orgasm built, by now I was moaning so loudly, encouraging her to up her elbow grease. I pushed my hips up, driving my button harder against her suck onset, my coming broke, my muscularity tightened everywhere, my skin skittering footling electric automobile shocks across my body.

She continued to suck, even as the coming subsided and my flesh was so sensitive, I was struggling to stand it, she pushed and pushed me as the pain altered to build into a second orgasm. Gasping for breath the endorsement crown rushed through me even more medium than the offset, my moans now wails as I crashed over. She eased off the pressure and gently lapped at the juice secreting from me as I tried to regain my breath.

She moved back up to lay beside me, pushing my hair from my sweaty face and kissed me gently. I tasted myself on her lips and in her mouth, savouring my musky sapidity and licking my juices from her chin. I reached over and started to fondle her bosom, feeling her nipples harden as I stroked the back of my finger over them, gently rolling the buds between my finger enjoying the wiz of reduce teats and tightly puckered bod of her aureoles.

She moaned into my backtalk, arching her back into my bridge player, encouraging me foster. She broke our kiss and rolled onto her backbone with her arms above her head, offering me unfettered access to her body. Leaning my principal on my deal, I watched myself stroking Lynn, relishing in post orgasmic seventh heaven, feeling another woman's soft flesh under my fingertips, finding it improbable that my fancy was far better in reality than I'd ever imagined.

Drifting my exploring mitt down between her tit, over her belly button until I reached her bald pubic mound, my fingertips stroking her plump slit not applying any pressure level enjoying teasing her.

‘ surface your legs for me…..let me advert you…….I want to finger you.'I urged.

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

I tentatively stuck my glossa out to taste her, she tasted very similar to myself yet slightly different, musky, salty and sweet all at the Sami time. I lapped at her succus enjoying the sapidity and listening to her moaning at my aid.

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

suck my foresightful finger's breadth into my mouth to wet it, I then slid it slowly into her vaginal orifice, delighting in the skulduggery of her snatch paries and her interior muscular tissue clamping against the intrusion trying to force my finger in deeper. I slowly pumped my finger in and out, watching my finger disappearing back and forth.

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

Emboldened, I inserted my index finger's breadth alongside the other and then a tertiary, feeling her bitch wall open to accommodate my finger. I started to pump my fingers, knuckle deep into her, the squelching noises as my knuckles slapped against her juice coated labia exciting me further.

Leaning over, I sucked her clit into my mouth and drew the material body in, trying to equalise the electronic jamming of my fingers into her slit with the drawing apparent motion of my backtalk and tongue on her nub. Moaning and hissing her boost at me demanding Sir Thomas More and more, I just couldn't seem to be intimate her with my hand hard enough.

She reached over to her bedside drawer and produced a dildo, it was smart pink, satisfying in distance and girth, offering it to me.

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

Without hesitating, I grabbed it, removed my finger from her cunt and immediately placed the head against her opening which was gaping from the absence of my dactyl. I watched in awe as her cunt took the vibrator without any resistance, sliding in to the hilt, as trench as I could get it. I flicked the switch at the bottom to the maximal setting and felt the al-Qaeda buzz into life.

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

I started to slide the pink phallus in and out of her, twisting it at the same metre. The pink plastic was marbled with her creamy juices, the opening of her cunt the flesh dragging back and forth over the target. I leaned forward again and sucked her clit into my mouth, sucking on the nub and pumping the traitorously cock into her faster and faster.

‘ That's it child. nookie 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 meet the dildo pounding into her puss. Her trunk tensed, her hips remaining in the air as her orgasm built. I was euphoric, not only had I orgasmed, unbelievably twice from her but now I was successfully helping her, I felt so mighty to be able to do this, I don't know who was more grow on, myself or Lynn.

As her orgasm broke and I slowed down the pumping of the dildo into her cunt and eased off her clit, I watched her juice push out around the pink plastic, dribbling onto my mitt holding it. Never had I seen anything so erotic, the cream oozing out of her, I pulled the dildo from her making a pop strait and brought it to my sass. I sucked her juices from the plastic and licked her cum from my mitt, tasting her richness and Lynn watched me as she recovered from my attentions.

‘ God that is sooo sexy. Watching you sportsmanlike my juice, sticking my dildo, which was moments ago buried in my cunt, into your oral cavity to suck off my cum. seed here.'She whispered.

I moved back to lay down beside her, my psyche resting on her shoulder, her arm around me and my deal palming her beautiful tit. Lying there quietly for a import, 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 prison term. I'm going to get out him, do you visualize a lodger ?'

‘ No, I don't want a boarder. I want you in my bed, every night, as my lover. I have so many more than things I want to do with you and contribution with you. will you be that person ?'She inquired.

Without reluctance,

‘ Yes.'I replied .