I had met Peter in my deep teens, he was my first of all boyfriend, he took my virginity, we had been together for many, many year. Sex was very average, it wasn't until the explosion of erotic fabrication onto the Good Book market that I started to realise how dogshit 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 relationship, I must squeal I never could get into it but what did look to bend me on was girl on girl action. My pussy would suit wet, for the sake of my sanity, it was easier to suggest a erotica film with tribade action, me to put myself on all fours, watching it, while he happily banged away. I still never came but at least my slit became lubricated to accommodate him. I masturbated alone at every opportunity.

When I was in my late thirty, I had a really respectable friendship with a lady called Lynn. We got on instantaneously on our first group meeting, similar the likes of and dislike and upright troupe. I knew she was a Lesbian and I confess some of my solitary masturbation seance were helped along by closing my optic and fantasising that Lynn was with me. We had been friend for many geezerhood and never once did she express any interest in me and to be honest how would I react if she did, probably run away in subterfuge panic ?

My kinship 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 quietus of the time he was out socialising with his rugby football mates. I was discontented and lonely, feeling finally that this relationship could not take on, we lived together but that was no thirster an excuse and it was time I did something about it.

Saint Peter the Apostle had gone away on a rugby 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 match of nursing bottle of good wine, I drove to her home looking forward to a relaxed evening with my friend.

The solid food had been delicious, having finished puddings and cleared away, we moved to the lounge 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 detain 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 love him ?'she enquired.

‘ Hell no, the dear died a hanker time ago. Actually, I don't even know if you'd call it love. Teenage lust probably. I am really no longer attracted to him, our sex life doesn't happen and wasn't any in force when we did !'I complained.

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

‘ well, he took my virginity, had no idea what foreplay was, expected me to suck 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 frank, I can't supporter but say it as it is !'I apologised

Lynn laughed,

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

I couldn't avail myself as the tears pricked the backs of my optic and started to roll down my brass. Lynn shuffled over from the former end of the sofa and sat facing me sideways on, pulling me into her shoulder.

‘ Hey, don't cry ! You deserve so much more. You are beautiful, kind and funny. Don't ever forget that, his expiration 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 shoulders away from her and I brought my eyes up to look at her.

She moved forward and kissed me softly on the mouth. I pulled back in jar at the contact. Taking my face in both her hired hand, 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 swallow her tongue as she gently pushed for a cryptical kiss. Her lingua explored my back talk, stroking inside, increasing the pressure level and my marrow started to get so fast. I was not sure enough how to react, 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 boldness. Her caresses continued, her hands stroking the sides of my neck opening, below my ears and down to my nab osseous tissue, just diffused, delicate touches, her other paw at the back of my cervix, relaxing me with her tactile sensation. Her fingerbreadth moved to the v in my blouse, slowly undoing the buttons, lowly and low-down until she had them all undone and was pulling the textile out that was tucked in my wench exposing my front to her.

Again, her digit danced lightly over my skin moving back up to my seemly size boob enveloped in my sheer flesh coloured bra. My nipples pebbled hard under the sheer translucent textile and her knuckles skimmed tantalisingly over them, the pads of her fingers fondling the flesh above the top of the cup of my bra. My middle was beating furiously, my puss felt wet and my snatch ached unbearably, I felt wino, partially from the wine-colored but predominately from her attention.

Lynn moved forward again kissing me open mouthed, inviting me to explore her with my own tongue. Hesitating nervously, she sucked my arse lip with her own, releasing it with a sigh, I flicked out my tongue and licked her lips, finally plucking the braveness up to speculation my tongue into her oral fissure. Our kiss was luxurious, a tiresome dance of lingua, helping me to loosen up further.

Her exploring hired hand moved back down to my nipples, circling the aching buds, scratching across the knotted flesh, the sense impression ricocheting down to my clit as I moaned into her mouthpiece. Moving across to the stop at the front man of my bra she released my titty, the material springing away releasing my mounds Gently she moved the stuff out of the way, cupping one of my heap, rolling the nipple between her finger and thumb twisting and pulling at the sensitive flesh, then moving over to regale the early one the Saami. My pap tightened further, my button was now throbbing achingly, her splayed fingers slid lightly over the protruding tightened mamilla, vibrating as each fingerbreadth rubbed past. The sensations where so titillating, I wanted more, needed her to avail break off the aching, the ceaseless throbbing in my clit.

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

‘ Tell me……. is this what you want ?'

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

Kissing my cervix, her glossa trouncing behind my ear, I could feel her quicken breath on my tegument. Her paw left my tit moving down, seeking the hem of my skirt, pulling and tugging until the material was bunched around my waistline exposing my pantie covered crotch. Her bridge player moved down to my knee joint closest to her, applying some pressure as she drew circles on my inside leg with her fingerbreadth. By now, overcome with the itch to sate my need, I didn't hesitate to open up 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 increment, teasing me beyond words, I wanted this so, so bad, my breath coming in shortly pants. She cupped my mound, the heal of her hand against my pubic ivory, her fingers resting lightly against my dent and her fingertips against the wet material of my crotch. She continued to caress the skin on my chest lower and lower until her lip closed over one of my mammilla, drawing the tingling pulp into her oral cavity, sucking hard.

The receive middleman caused my articulatio coxae to buck into her bridge player pushing her finger's breadth tighter against my cunt, her mouth alternating between suckling and flicking each of my nipples with her tongue. Never, in all my old age had I wanted to come so bad, even masturbating holding a vibrating dildo against my button watching lesbian pornography had brought me to this wild heightened state. I didn't know what to say, I wanted more, so very much more.

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

She still didn't relocation, continued to shower her attentive mouth on my breasts, her hand so tantalising still against the nominal head of my pussy.

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

She dragged her fingers up and slue them into my scanty, 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 hips to increase the pressure of her digit on my most spiritualist parts.

‘ Shhhh…..relax baby…..take it slow…..let me point you how good it can feel…how it should feel…..you need to agnize how good I can take a crap you feel.'She whispered against my white meat. She dipped her finger's breadth into my wetness pooling at the ingress to my slit and then touched my clit, starting to slowly apply pressing, circling her fingertip over the nub, over and over, massaging it back and Forth, at the same time she continued to wet-nurse my nipples alternatively.

The trace and amphetamine of the roach 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 harder, biting the sensitive bod and then soothing the bite with the swipe of her natural language. Her finger now flicking so fast over my clit, whiz shooting across my body in so many focus, as I was tipped over the sexual climax ledge. I wailed loudly as I came so severely, never had I been the recipient of such a climax, my physical structure spasmed and I felt my snatch paries contract and pulse. Lynn slowed the massaging of my button as I panted through the intensity of my climax, my legs felt like jelly and I felt so relaxed.

‘ Hey, solid 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 show you how I can make you feel. persist with me tonight, please ?'she pleaded.

Suddenly embarrassed at my nakedness I was unable to suffice. Lynn stood up quickly, reaching for my bridge player, she pulled me to my understructure. My chick fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained surface with my unfastened bra draped to my sides. I looked down at my uncovered breasts, she put her finger's breadth under my mentum and pulled my face back up to meet hers, stroking down the slope of one breast to circle my teat, the figure tightening in response, she quietly said,

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

Grasping my hand again she pulled me out of the room, up the stairs and into her bedchamber, closing the doorway behind us. Pulling me deeper 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 small knocker which showed off her taught protruding mammilla, moving forward she embraced me and kissed me hungrily.

Breaking away, she reached derriere and unzipped my skirt letting it decrease to the flooring, the knelt at my feet and pulled my panties down and off my feet. She leant forward, breathing against my setting, kissed my slit and returned to fend to face up me. She then proceeded to unzip her trousers, sliding them down her legs to reveal her naked, bald pussy to me, kicking them off her fundament as she moved in to snog me again.

Our kiss became more passionate as she started to pay attention to my boob, rolling and pinching the nipples between her fingers and thumb. Emboldened I reached for her boob, relishing in the effeminateness of the skin, the nipples hard as I rubbed my medal against them. She pushed me down on the bed on my rear 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 succus. She leaned in again to kiss me, our tongue dualling, teeth banging as she rubbed herself against my pubic bone and moaning into my mouth.

Manoeuvring herself further back, hooking her in good order leg underneath my provide one until our kitty-cat were kissing and she started to rub herself against me. The sensation was electric automobile, our wet lips slurping against one another, she pulled my remaining stifle up to her thorax and started to ride me hard. Our clit rubbed against each early, sliding over our soaked pussies, grinding down against our pubic clappers, our orgasm edifice as we mashed our consistence together.

We were both covered in a lustre of sweat as we panted from the exertion of chasing our orgasms, the slurping of our pussies against each other echoed loudly in the way, the stochasticity exciting us further. As we both reached our climax, we cried out simultaneously, clinging to one another as our effort slowed, grinding out the final stage throes of our orgasms.

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

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

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

Was her reply.

I must have drifted off for a patch, I was awoken by Lynn suckling on my boob, I lay still with my eyes closed absorbing those fantastic sensations once again, appreciating those little Spark shooting down to my kitty-cat making me wet. Her tongue circled over each of my nipples, pinching tightly between her tooth, sucking and pulling the physical body taught, over and over again she repeated the care on each chest. I felt like I was so close to orgasm from just her tending to my tits but that problematic orgasm just wasn't quite within reach, by now I was panting from her teasing, my juices trickling down my slit.

Her mouth left my chest, she kissed and licked her way down my stomach, moving over to soak up on the physique covering my hip bones. I felt the bed motility as she manoeuvred herself between my legs, pushing them wide-eyed apart until the side of meat of my articulatio genus touched the mattress. I sat up on my elbows, my heart 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 flat of her knife from my opening all the way up to my clit. The feel so electrical and the sight so erotic as she paused over my clit to take care up at me and usher my creamy succus gathered on her tongue before taking them into her sass to taste them before sweeping back downwards. She continued to lap at me, her mouth and tongue licking and slurping up my copious juices as drawstring of grool stretched between her mouth and my puss. The sense impression ramped up as I watched her guttle me, then she moved to my clit, pushing my pubic mound upwards to tighten the skin and pluck the hood back to reveal that special knot of heart. Her tongue darted out and flicked the hard nub back and forth, the ripples of pleasure causing me to buck my hips up to increase the contact.

Laying her other arm over my tum to calm me, she placed her rima oris over my clit and sucked hard rubbing the distended button with her tongue. She continued to sop up and slurp as my bridge player knotted in fists against the sheets as my sexual climax built, by now I was moaning so loudly, encouraging her to up her efforts. I pushed my articulatio coxae up, driving my clit harder against her suck onset, my coming broke, my brawn tightened everywhere, my skin skittering slight electric shock absorber across my soundbox.

She continued to suck, even as the orgasm subsided and my figure was so raw, I was struggling to endure it, she pushed and pushed me as the pain altered to build into a secondly orgasm. Gasping for breath the second peak rushed through me even more sensible than the first, my groan now wails as I crashed over. She eased off the pressure sensation 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 hairsbreadth from my sweaty human face and kissed me gently. I tasted myself on her lips and in her mouth, savouring my musky flavour and licking my juice from her Kuki-Chin. I reached over and started to caress her breasts, feeling her nipples harden as I stroked the binding of my fingers over them, gently rolling the buds between my fingerbreadth enjoying the whiz of tightened nipple and tightly puckered flesh of her nimbus.

She moaned into my mouth, arching her backrest into my work force, encouraging me further. She broke our candy kiss and rolled onto her vertebral column with her arms above her nous, offering me unfettered access to her soundbox. Leaning my fountainhead on my hand, I watched myself stroking Lynn, relishing in post orgasmic bliss, feeling another charwoman's soft flesh under my fingertips, finding it unconvincing that my fantasy was far better in world than I'd ever imagined.

Drifting my exploring bridge player down between her breasts, over her belly clitoris until I reached her bald pubic cumulation, my fingertips stroking her plump incision not applying any force per unit area enjoying teasing her.

‘ Open your ramification for me…..let me touch you…….I want to palpate you.'I urged.

Lynn moaned in answer opening her legs immediately, I moved down the bed a piddling, sliding my finger between her labia, instantly feeling her wetness, the slippery softness of her hairless pussy as I caressed up and down her slick faithful spreading her copious juice around. Overcome by the urge to taste her, I scrabbled over and put myself between her peg and moved my capitulum to her snatch. What a wad ! Completely hairless, blench outer lips, pulling them apart with my fingers to divulge deep pink inner folds, shining with her juice, pulling wider to expose her cunt opening secreting thick creamy juice and a gorgeous delicate pink clitoris peaking out from its hood.

I tentatively stuck my tongue out to taste her, she tasted very similar to myself yet slightly dissimilar, musky, salty and sweet all at the Same time. I lapped at her juices enjoying the smack and hearing to her moaning at my aid.

‘ More…..give me more…..slip your finger's breadth into my slit, pleeease !'She gasped.

sucking my foresightful fingerbreadth into my sassing to wet it, I then slid it slowly into her vaginal opening, delighting in the hanky panky of her snatch bulwark and her internal muscles clamping against the intrusion trying to draw my fingerbreadth 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 alongside the other and then a third, feeling her snatch walls open to reconcile my figure. 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.

tilt over, I sucked her clit into my mouthpiece and drew the flesh in, trying to oppose the jam of my fingers into her puss with the drawing motility of my sass and tongue on her nub. Moaning and hissing her encouragement at me demanding more and more, I just couldn't seem to have it away her with my hand hard enough.

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

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

Without hesitating, I grabbed it, removed my fingerbreadth from her cunt and immediately placed the head against her opening which was gaping from the absence of my digits. I watched in awe as her cunt took the vibrator without any resistance, sliding in to the hilt, as cryptical as I could get it. I flicked the switch at the bottom to the maximum place setting and felt the base bombilation into life.

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

I started to slide the pink genus Phallus in and out of her, twisting it at the Sami sentence. The garden pink plastic was marbled with her creamy succus, the opening of her cunt the material body dragging back and Forth over the object. I leaned forward again and sucked her clit into my rima oris, sucking on the nub and pumping the false shaft into her faster and faster.

‘ That's it infant. nooky it firmly and deeper into me…….Suck me……harder….more…..Oh yes, just like that…….don't stop.'She was gasping now, bucking up to run into the dildo pounding into her twat. Her trunk tensed, her coxa remaining in the air as her coming built. I was euphoric, not only had I orgasmed, unbelievably twice from her but now I was successfully helping her, I felt so knock-down to be capable to do this, I don't know who was more deform on, myself or Lynn.

As her climax broke and I slowed down the pumping of the dildo into her cunt and eased off her clitoris, I watched her juices push out around the pink credit card, dribbling onto my hand holding it. Never had I seen anything so erotic, the emollient oozing out of her, I pulled the dildo from her making a pop sound and brought it to my sassing. I sucked her juices from the plastic and licked her cum from my hired man, tasting her richness and Lynn watched me as she recovered from my attentions.

‘ God that is sooo sexy. Watching you white my juice, sticking my dildo, which was minute ago buried in my bitch, into your mouth to suck off my cum. ejaculate 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 mo, thinking, I quietly said,

‘ I'm done with Saint Peter, you have shown me what I need, probably what I have been seeking and didn't realise it was there all the sentence. I'm going to exit him, do you fancy a boarder ?'

‘ No, I don't want a lodger. I want you in my bed, every dark, as my lover. I have so many Sir Thomas More things I want to do with you and share with you. leave you be that person ?'She inquired.

Without hesitation,

‘ Yes.'I replied .