I had met Simon Peter in my recent teens, he was my starting time boyfriend, he took my virginity, we had been together for many, many years. Sex was very middling, it wasn't until the explosion of erotic fiction onto the volume market that I started to realise how bull he actually was. Sex was often uncomfortable, I never climaxed, he continually wanted me to suck him off but never gave me oral. He introduced me to porn later on in our relationship, I must squeal I never could get into it but what did seem to plow me on was girl on daughter action. My pussy would become wet, for the interest of my sanity, it was easier to suggest a porn film with lesbian action mechanism, 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 late thirties, I had a really good friendship with a lady called Lynn. We got on instantaneously on our first meeting, similar likes and dislikes and good company. I knew she was a Lesbian and I confess some of my lone masturbation school term were helped along by closing my eyes and fantasising that Lynn was with me. We had been friends for many years and never once did she show any pastime in me and to be honest how would I react if she did, probably run away in blind panic ?

My relationship with dick was getting to the point where one of us needed to do something about it. Sex didn't happen thank good, he was working all hours and the rest of the metre he was out socialising with his rugby mate. I was discontented and lonely, feeling finally that this relationship could not carry on, we lived together but that was no farseeing an apology and it was fourth dimension 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 nighttime. She was an excellent cook, so armed with a duet of bottles of unspoilt wine, I drove to her home looking forward to a slack up evening with my friend.

The food had been delightful, having finished puddings and cleared away, we moved to the waiting room area, flopping down on the sofa to stay on 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 put living with him any longer. We are with each other purely out of riding habit and it isn't doing either of us any good.'

‘ Do you hump him ?'she enquired.

‘ sin no, the erotic love died a long fourth dimension ago. Actually, I don't even know if you'd holler it get laid. Teenage luxuria 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.

‘ wellspring, he took my virginity, had no idea what foreplay was, expected me to soak up him off but wouldn't reciprocate and as for an orgasm for me, he wouldn't know what one was ! Oh my god Lynn, I'm sorry to be so candid, 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 singular, I can't believe you are still with him after all these years if that's the way he treats you.'

I couldn't assist myself as the binge pricked the backs of my eyes and started to range down my face. 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 loss is someone else's gain.'

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

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

She moved forward and kissed me softly on the lips. I pulled back in shock at the liaison. Taking my facial expression 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 mouthpiece to accept her glossa as she gently pushed for a deeper candy kiss. Her tongue explored my mouth, stroking inside, increasing the imperativeness and my heart started to beat so fast. I was not trusted how to oppose, component part of me was so unsure but that other nagging part of me wanted it and more.

She pulled back, smiling at me and stroking my face. Her caresses continued, her bridge player stroking the side of my neck, below my pinna and down to my collar bone, just soft, delicate touches, her early hand at the back of my neck, relaxing me with her touch. Her fingerbreadth moved to the v in my blouse, slowly undoing the buttons, low-pitched and humbled 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 fingers danced lightly over my skin moving back up to my adequate size breasts enveloped in my sheer frame coloured bra. My tit pebbled hard under the vaporous translucent material and her brass knucks skimmed tantalisingly over them, the pads of her digit fondling the bod above the top of the cup of my bra. My heart was beating furiously, my kitty-cat felt wet and my cunt ached unbearably, I felt drunk, partially from the wine but predominately from her attention.

Lynn moved forward again kissing me assailable mouthed, inviting me to explore her with my own natural language. Hesitating nervously, she sucked my bottom lip with her own, releasing it with a suspiration, I flicked out my tongue and licked her sass, finally plucking the courageousness up to venture my tongue into her mouth. Our kiss was sumptuous, a slow dance of spit, helping me to decompress further.

Her exploring deal moved back down to my mamilla, circling the aching buds, scratching across the knotted flesh, the sense ricocheting down to my clit as I moaned into her mouthpiece. Moving across to the collar at the front man of my bra she released my breasts, the material springing away releasing my mounds Gently she moved the material out of the way, cupping one of my mounds, rolling the nipple between her finger and pollex twisting and pulling at the spiritualist anatomy, then moving over to plow the other one the Saame. My nipples tightened further, my button was now throbbing achingly, her splayed fingers slid lightly over the protruding tightened tit, vibrating as each digit rubbed past. The ace where so erotic, I wanted more, needed her to aid block up 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 eyes,

‘ William Tell me……. is this what you want ?'

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

Kissing my neck, her clapper licking behind my ear, I could feel her quickened breath on my skin. Her hand left my breasts moving down, seeking the hem of my chick, pulling and tugging until the material was bunched around my waist exposing my panty covered privates. Her hand moved down to my knee joint closest to her, applying some air pressure as she drew circles on my inside leg with her fingers. By now, overcome with the urge to replete my penury, I didn't hesitate to open my legs for her, pushing my knees as far apart as the sofa would allow.

Achingly slowly her fingers inched up my thighs in tiny increments, teasing me beyond countersign, I wanted this so, so bad, my breathing space coming in unawares pants. She cupped my hill, the heal of her hand against my pubic os, her fingers resting lightly against my pussy and her fingertips against the wet material of my crotch. She continued to caress the skin on my chest lower and lower until her mouth closed over one of my mamilla, drawing the tingling flesh into her mouth, sucking hard.

The receive contact caused my hip to buck into her hand pushing her finger's breadth tighter against my slit, her lip alternating between suckling and flicking each of my nipples with her tongue. Never, in all my yr had I wanted to add up so bad, even masturbating holding a vibrating dildo against my clit watching lesbian pornography had brought me to this wild compound state. I didn't know what to say, I wanted more, so a great deal more.

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

She still didn't relocation, continued to shower her attentive oral fissure on my breasts, her hand so tantalising still against the front of my pussy.

‘ 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 slid them into my panties, parting my labia, one of her fingers probing my wetness, stroking up and down, avoiding my clit. I gasped at the contact bucking up again and again circling my hip joint to increase the atmospheric pressure of her finger's breadth on my most sensible parting.

‘ Shhhh…..relax baby…..take it slow…..let me demo you how good it can feel…how it should feel…..you need to realize how adept I can make you feel.'She whispered against my breasts. She dipped her fingers into my wetness pooling at the entranceway to my bitch and then touched my clitoris, starting to slowly implement pressure, circling her fingertip over the nub, over and over, massaging it back and Forth, at the same prison term she continued to lactate my mamilla alternatively.

The tactile sensation and speed of the circles on my slippery flesh became harder and faster as the air pressure of my orgasm built, my body tightening, my finger digging into the lavish shock absorber of the sofa. Her mouth sucked backbreaking, biting the sensitive flesh and then soothing the bite with the swipe of her spit. Her finger's breadth now flicking so fast over my clit, maven shooting across my dead body in so many focussing, as I was tipped over the orgasm ledge. I wailed loudly as I came so unvoiced, never had I been the recipient of such a climax, my torso spasmed and I felt my cunt walls contract and pulse. Lynn slowed the massaging of my clitoris as I panted through the intensity of my orgasm, my wooden leg felt like jelly and I felt so relaxed.

‘ Hey, earthly concern to Caroline ?'Lynn whispered looking deeply into my middle. 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 bear witness you how I can arrive at you sense. Stay with me tonight, please ?'she pleaded.

Suddenly embarrassed at my bleakness I was ineffective to do. Lynn stood up quickly, reaching for my handwriting, she pulled me to my pes. My skirt fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained afford with my unfastened bra draped to my face. I looked down at my exposed knocker, she put her digit under my Kuki and pulled my expression back up to satisfy hers, stroking down the slope of one chest to circle my nipple, the physical body tightening in reply, she quietly said,

‘ Baby, don't be shy, you have a beautiful organic structure, I so want to search it more…'

Grasping my hand again she pulled me out of the room, up the step and into her sleeping accommodation, closing the door behind us. Pulling me deeply into the room until we were next to her bed, she pulled my blouse and bra from my shoulder, letting them driblet to the floor. She pulled her own jump shot over her head, revealing small breasts which showed off her taught protruding nipples, moving forward she embraced me and kissed me hungrily.

breaking away, she reached behind and unzipped my wench letting it fall down to the flooring, the knelt at my feet and pulled my panties down and off my substructure. She leant forward, breathing against my mount, kissed my snatch and returned to abide to face me. She then proceeded to unzip her trousers, sliding them down her legs to reveal her naked, bald pussycat to me, kicking them off her feet as she moved in to buss me again.

Our kisses became more passionate as she started to pay attention to my bosom, rolling and pinching the nipples between her fingers and thumb. Emboldened I reached for her knocker, relishing in the softness of the skin, the nipples hard as I rubbed my laurel wreath against them. She pushed me down on the bed on my back and moved to straddle my hips, instantly I felt her wet pussy against my mound. I looked down and could see her labia shiny with her juices. She leaned in again to osculate me, our tongues dualling, teeth banging as she rubbed herself against my pubic pearl and moaning into my mouth.

Manoeuvring herself further back, hooking her mightily leg underneath my left wing one until our pussies were kissing and she started to rub herself against me. The star was electric, our wet sassing slurping against one another, she pulled my left knee up to her chest and started to depend upon me hard. Our clitoris rubbed against each former, sliding over our soaked puss, grinding down against our pubic bones, our coming building as we mashed our bodies together.

We were both covered in a sheen of sweat as we panted from the travail of chasing our climax, the slurping of our cunt against each other echoed loudly in the room, the haphazardness exciting us further. As we both reached our orgasm, we cried out simultaneously, clinging to one another as our exertions slowed, grinding out the endure throes of our orgasms.

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

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

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

Was her reply.

I must have drifted off for a spell, I was awoken by Lynn suckling on my breasts, I lay still with my eyes closed absorbing those wonderful genius once again, appreciating those little glint shooting down to my pussycat making me wet. Her tongue circled over each of my nipples, pinching tightly between her teeth, sucking and pulling the form taught, over and over again she repeated the attention on each knocker. I felt like I was so close to orgasm from just her attentions to my boob but that elusive orgasm just wasn't quite within reaching, by now I was panting from her teasing, my juices trickling down my slit.

Her mouth left my breasts, she kissed and licked her way down my stomach, moving over to go down on on the physique covering my hip bones. I felt the bed move as she manoeuvred herself between my legs, pushing them all-inclusive apart until the side of my articulatio genus touched the mattress. I sat up on my elbow joint, my heart licking faster and faster as I watched her lip move closer and closer to my pussy.

‘ You are so wet.'She exclaimed.

I gasped as she drew the flat of her tongue from my opening all the way up to my button. The feel so electric and the raft so erotic as she paused over my clit to look up at me and show my creamy succus gathered on her tongue before taking them into her mouth to savour them before sweeping back downwards. She continued to lap at me, her lip and knife whacking and slurping up my copious juice as strings of grool stretched between her mouth and my pussy. The champion ramped up as I watched her pig me, then she moved to my clit, pushing my pubic hummock upwards to reduce the cutis and pull the cowling back to unveil that special mi of nerves. Her tongue darted out and flicked the hard nub back and forth, the ripples of pleasance causing me to buck my pelvic arch up to increase the contact.

Laying her former arm over my stomach to steady me, she placed her mouth over my clit and sucked arduous rubbing the distended button with her tongue. She continued to imbibe and slurp as my custody knotted in clenched fist against the canvass as my climax built, by now I was moaning so loudly, encouraging her to up her efforts. I pushed my hip up, driving my clit harder against her sucking outpouring, my orgasm broke, my muscles tightened everywhere, my skin skittering little electric impact across my soundbox.

She continued to suck, even as the climax subsided and my figure was so spiritualist, I was struggling to stand it, she pushed and pushed me as the pain altered to build into a endorse orgasm. Gasping for breath the second gear vertex rushed through me even more sensitive than the first, my moans now wails as I crashed over. She eased off the pressing and gently lapped at the succus secreting from me as I tried to regain my breath.

She moved back up to lay beside me, pushing my hair from my sweaty brass and kissed me gently. I tasted myself on her sassing and in her back talk, savouring my musky flavour and licking my juices from her chin. I reached over and started to caress her chest, feeling her nipples harden as I stroked the back of my fingers over them, gently rolling the buds between my digit enjoying the sensation of reduce tit and tightly puckered physique of her aureoles.

She moaned into my backtalk, arching her back into my workforce, encouraging me further. She broke our kiss and rolled onto her back with her arms above her point, offering me unfettered memory access to her soundbox. Leaning my caput on my hand, I watched myself stroking Lynn, relishing in post orgasmic cloud nine, feeling another cleaning woman's balmy physical body under my fingertips, finding it unbelievable that my fantasy was far better in realism than I'd ever imagined.

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

‘ Open your legs for me…..let me touch you…….I want to finger you.'I urged.

Lynn moaned in response opening her pegleg immediately, I moved down the bed a little, sliding my fingers between her labia, instantly feeling her wetness, the slippery softness of her hairless twat 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 mind to her twat. What a sight ! Completely hairless, pale outer lips, pulling them apart with my fingers to reveal mystifying pink inner folds, shining with her juices, pulling wider to reveal her cunt opening secreting thick creamy juices and a gorgeous delicate pink clit peaking out from its hood.

I tentatively stuck my knife out to taste her, she tasted very like to myself yet slightly different, musky, salty and sweet all at the Lapplander meter. I lapped at her succus enjoying the flavor and listening to her moaning at my tending.

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

Sucking my longest finger into my mouth to wet it, I then slid it slowly into her vaginal possibility, delighting in the slipperiness of her pussy walls and her intragroup brawniness clamping against the invasion trying to perpetrate 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 forefinger finger alongside the former and then a third, feeling her bitch walls open to accommodate my digits. I started to pump my digit, knuckle deeply into her, the squelching noises as my knucks slapped against her juice coated labia exciting me further.

Leaning over, I sucked her clit into my mouth and drew the flesh in, trying to fit the jamming of my finger's breadth into her snatch with the drawing movements of my brim and tongue on her nub. Moaning and hissing her encouragement at me demanding more and Sir Thomas More, I just couldn't seem to sleep together her with my mitt hard enough.

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

‘ Shove it into my cunt, turn it on and have it away me hard !'She ordered.

Without hesitating, I grabbed it, removed my fingers from her cunt and immediately placed the question against her initiative which was gaping from the absence of my digits. I watched in awe as her cunt took the vibrator without any impedance, sliding in to the hilt, as mystifying as I could get it. I flicked the switch at the rear to the maximum scene and felt the base bombilation into life.

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

I started to slide the pink member in and out of her, twisting it at the Lapplander prison term. The pink plastic was marbled with her creamy juices, the opening of her cunt the flesh dragging back and Forth over the object. I leaned forward again and sucked her clit into my mouth, sucking on the nub and pumping the delusive dick into her faster and faster.

‘ That's it Baby. Fuck it concentrated 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 slit. Her body tensed, her articulatio coxae remaining in the air as her orgasm built. I was euphoric, not only had I orgasmed, incredibly twice from her but now I was successfully helping her, I felt so powerful to be able to do this, I don't know who was more turned on, myself or Lynn.

As her sexual climax broke and I slowed down the pumping of the dildo into her pussy and eased off her clitoris, I watched her juice push out around the pink plastic, dribbling onto my manus holding it. Never had I seen anything so titillating, the cream oozing out of her, I pulled the dildo from her making a popping strait and brought it to my back talk. I sucked her juices from the credit card and licked her cum from my manus, tasting her richness and Lynn watched me as she recovered from my attentions.

‘ God that is sooo sexy. Watching you white my succus, sticking my dildo, which was import ago buried in my cunt, into your mouth to sop up off my cum. seed here.'She whispered.

I moved back to lay down beside her, my head resting on her articulatio humeri, her arm around me and my mitt 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 metre. I'm going to leave him, do you envision a lodger ?'

‘ No, I don't want a lodger. I want you in my bed, every night, as my fan. I have so many more things I want to do with you and share with you. Will you be that person ?'She inquired.

Without hesitation,

‘ Yes.'I replied .