I had met Saint Peter the Apostle in my late teen, he was my first fellow, he took my virginity, we had been together for many, many years. Sex was very average, it wasn't until the explosion of titillating fiction onto the book grocery that I started to realise how dirt he actually was. Sex was often uncomfortable, I never climaxed, he continually wanted me to sop up him off but never gave me oral. He introduced me to porn later on in our relationship, I must confess I never could get into it but what did seem to turn me on was girl on girl military action. My pussy would suit wet, for the sake of my sanity, it was easier to suggest a porn film with lesbian action, me to put myself on all quartet, 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 mid-thirties, I had a really good friendship with a gentlewoman called Lynn. We got on instantaneously on our first meeting, interchangeable the likes of and dislikes and beneficial fellowship. I knew she was a tribade and I confess some of my lonely masturbation sessions 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 pursuit in me and to be honest how would I react 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 time of day and the repose of the time he was out socialising with his rugger mates. I was discontented and lonely, feeling finally that this relationship could not hold on, we lived together but that was no longer an excuse and it was time I did something about it.

Peter had gone away on a rugby football weekend and Lynn knew I was alone and invited me to supper on the Saturday night. She was an fantabulous Captain James Cook, so armed with a couple of bottleful of thoroughly vino, I drove to her home base looking forward to a loosen eve with my friend.

The solid food had been toothsome, having finished pud and cleared away, we moved to the lounge area, flopping down on the sofa to continue the second bottleful of wine.

‘ You're not yourself tonight. What's going on with you, is it that useless clause, 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 former purely out of habit and it isn't doing either of us any good.'

‘ Do you bed him ?'she enquired.

‘ Hell no, the love died a long metre ago. Actually, I don't even know if you'd call it sleep together. 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 suck 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 deaden, 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 help myself as the tears pricked the backs of my optic and started to wrap down my cheeks. Lynn shuffled over from the other end of the lounge 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 loss is someone else's gain.'

I snuffled into her shoulder joint, 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 take care at her.

She moved forward and kissed me softly on the mouth. I pulled back in shock at the contact. Taking my face in both her work force, 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 oral fissure to assume her natural language as she gently pushed for a deeply kiss. Her tongue explored my rima oris, stroking inside, increasing the pressing and my warmheartedness started to exhaust so fast. I was not sure how to react, part of me was so shy but that former nagging part of me wanted it and more.

She pulled back, smiling at me and stroking my cheek. Her caresses continued, her hands stroking the sides of my neck, below my capitulum and down to my pick up os, just subdued, delicate contact, her other handwriting at the back of my cervix, relaxing me with her touch. Her finger's breadth moved to the v in my blouse, slowly undoing the buttons, glower and lower until she had them all undone and was pulling the fabric out that was tucked in my skirt exposing my straw man to her.

Again, her fingers danced lightly over my skin moving back up to my decent size breasts enveloped in my sheer flesh coloured bra. My nipples pebbled hard under the sheer translucent material and her knuckle skimmed tantalisingly over them, the pads of her fingerbreadth fondling the flesh above the top of the cup of my bra. My affectionateness was beating furiously, my slit felt wet and my cunt ached unbearably, I felt drunk, partially from the vino but predominately from her attention.

Lynn moved forward again kissing me open mouthed, inviting me to explore her with my own spit. Hesitating nervously, she sucked my buns lip with her own, releasing it with a suspire, I flicked out my natural language and licked her lips, finally plucking the courage up to venture my tongue into her backtalk. Our kiss was sumptuous, a slow dancing of tongues, helping me to relax further.

Her exploring hands moved back down to my nipples, circling the aching buds, scratching across the knotted physique, the sensations 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 breasts, the stuff springing away releasing my pitcher Gently she moved the material out of the way, cupping one of my mounds, rolling the nipple between her finger's breadth and ovolo whirl and pulling at the medium flesh, then moving over to treat the other one the same. My nipples tightened further, my clit was now throbbing achingly, her splayed fingers slid lightly over the protruding tightened teat, vibrating as each digit rubbed past. The esthesis where so erotic, I wanted more, needed her to help stop the ache, the constant throbbing 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 feel her quickened breath on my skin. Her hand left my breast moving down, seeking the hem of my wench, pulling and tugging until the material was bunched around my waist exposing my panty covered fork. Her mitt moved down to my knee closest to her, applying some pressure as she drew Mexican valium on my inside leg with her digit. By now, overcome with the itch to sate my need, I didn't hesitate to open my wooden leg for her, pushing my knee joint as far apart as the sofa would admit.

Achingly slowly her fingerbreadth inched up my thigh in tiny increments, teasing me beyond words, I wanted this so, so bad, my breath coming in short pants. She cupped my mound, the heal of her mitt against my pubic bone, her fingerbreadth resting lightly against my slit and her fingertips against the wet material of my fork. She continued to caress the skin on my chest lower and downhearted until her mouth closed over one of my mammilla, drawing the tingling shape into her mouth, sucking hard.

The welcome contact caused my hip to go against into her hand pushing her finger's breadth tighter against my twat, her backtalk alternating between suckling and flicking each of my nipples with her spit. Never, in all my years had I wanted to derive so bad, even masturbating holding a vibrating dildo against my clit watching Lesbian porn had brought me to this unwarranted heightened state. 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 manus so tantalising still against the front man 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 slew them into my panty, parting my labia, one of her fingers probing my wetness, stroking up and down, avoiding my clit. I gasped at the middleman bucking up again and again circling my hip joint to increase the pressure of her finger on my most spiritualist share.

‘ Shhhh…..relax baby…..take it slow…..let me show you how safe it can feel…how it should feel…..you need to gain how soundly I can make you feel.'She whispered against my bosom. She dipped her fingerbreadth into my wetness pooling at the entry to my cunt and then touched my clitoris, starting to slowly apply air pressure, circling her fingertip over the nub, over and over, massaging it back and forth, at the Lapp time she continued to wet-nurse my nipples alternatively.

The tactual sensation and upper of the circles on my slippery physical body became harder and faster as the pressure of my climax built, my body tightening, my fingers digging into the plushy shock of the sofa. Her mouth sucked harder, biting the sensitive figure and then soothing the bite with the swipe of her tongue. Her finger now flicking so fast over my clit, sentience shooting across my body in so many directions, as I was tipped over the orgasm 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 walls contract and pulse. Lynn slowed the massaging of my clitoris as I panted through the intensity level of my orgasm, my stage 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 find. Stay with me tonight, please ?'she pleaded.

Suddenly embarrassed at my nudeness I was unable to do. Lynn stood up quickly, reaching for my deal, she pulled me to my invertebrate foot. My wench fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained unfold with my open bra draped to my sides. I looked down at my exposed breasts, she put her fingers under my Chin and pulled my face back up to contact hers, stroking down the slope of one white meat to circle my mamilla, the flesh tightening in answer, she quietly said,

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

prehension my 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 room until we were next to her bed, she pulled my blouse and bra from my shoulders, letting them drop cloth to the story. She pulled her own pinafore over her mind, revealing minuscule breasts which showed off her taught protruding nipple, moving forward she embraced me and kissed me hungrily.

breaking away, she reached behind and unzipped my annulus letting it decrease to the story, the knelt at my feet and pulled my panties down and off my metrical unit. She tend forward, breathing against my mount, kissed my slit and returned to stand to present me. She then proceeded to unzip her trouser, sliding them down her wooden leg to discover her nude, bald-pated pussy to me, kicking them off her foot as she moved in to kiss me again.

Our buss became more passionate as she started to pay tending to my titty, rolling and pinching the tit between her fingerbreadth and thumb. Emboldened I reached for her chest, relishing in the softness of the skin, the nipples hard as I rubbed my palm against them. She pushed me down on the bed on my rear and moved to straddle my pelvic girdle, instantly I felt her wet slit against my pile. I looked down and could see her labia shiny with her juices. She leaned in again to kiss me, our knife dualling, teeth banging as she rubbed herself against my pubic ivory and moaning into my mouth.

Manoeuvring herself further back, hooking her correct leg underneath my left one until our snatch were kissing and she started to rub herself against me. The sensation was electric, our wet brim slurping against one another, she pulled my left hand stifle up to her chest and started to razz me severe. Our clitoris rubbed against each other, sliding over our soaked pussies, grinding down against our pubic bone, our orgasms construction as we mashed our bodies together.

We were both covered in a luster of perspiration as we panted from the exertion of chasing our sexual climax, the slurping of our pussies against each early echoed loudly in the room, the disturbance exciting us further. As we both reached our orgasm, we cried out simultaneously, clinging to one another as our exertion slowed, grinding out the last throe of our orgasms.

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

‘ Thank you….words can not key out how enlightening this has been….I had no estimation it would or should feel like this. I'm flub away.'

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

Was her reply.

I must take drifted off for a while, I was awoken by Lynn suckling on my bosom, I lay still with my middle closed absorbing those wonderful sensations once again, appreciating those little sparks shooting down to my pussy making me wet. Her natural language circled over each of my teat, pinching tightly between her tooth, sucking and pulling the flesh taught, over and over again she repeated the aid on each breast. I felt like I was so close to orgasm from just her attentions to my breast but that tough orgasm just wasn't quite within reach, by now I was panting from her comb-out, my succus trickling down my slit.

Her mouth left my tit, she kissed and licked her way down my stomach, moving over to suckle on the soma covering my hip osseous tissue. I felt the bed move as she manoeuvred herself between my legs, pushing them astray apart until the side of meat of my knees touched the mattress. I sat up on my elbows, my heart beating faster and faster as I watched her mouthpiece move closer and closer to my pussy.

‘ You are so wet.'She exclaimed.

I gasped as she drew the flat of her natural language from my opening all the way up to my clit. The feel so galvanizing and the great deal so titillating as she paused over my button to bet up at me and evidence my creamy juices gathered on her natural language before taking them into her mouth to savour them before sweeping back downwards. She continued to lap at me, her mouth and clapper licking and slurping up my copious juice as train of grool stretched between her lip and my pussy. The sensations ramped up as I watched her consume me, then she moved to my button, pushing my pubic agglomerate upwards to tighten the hide and pull the toughie back to reveal that special knot of mettle. Her tongue darted out and flicked the severely nub back and forth, the ripples of pleasure causing me to go against my coxa up to increase the contact.

Laying her other arm over my stomach to steady me, she placed her mouth over my clit and sucked hard rubbing the distended button with her tongue. She continued to fellate and slurp as my hands knotted in fists against the sheets as my orgasm built, by now I was moaning so loudly, encouraging her to up her endeavor. I pushed my pelvic arch up, driving my clit harder against her suction onslaught, my orgasm broke, my musculus tightened everywhere, my skin skittering little electrical electric shock across my body.

She continued to suck, even as the coming subsided and my human body was so sensitive, I was struggling to stand it, she pushed and pushed me as the pain altered to work up into a sec orgasm. Gasping for breath the second peak rushed through me even more sensitive than the first, my moans now wails as I crashed over. She eased off the pressure level 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 face and kissed me gently. I tasted myself on her lips and in her mouth, savouring my musky flavor and licking my juice from her chin. I reached over and started to caress her breasts, feeling her nipples harden as I stroked the backrest of my fingerbreadth over them, gently rolling the buds between my finger's breadth enjoying the wiz of reduce pap and tightly puckered shape of her aureoles.

She moaned into my lip, arching her back into my hands, encouraging me further. She broke our kiss and rolled onto her back with her implements of war above her head, offering me unfettered access to her dead body. Leaning my school principal on my script, I watched myself stroking Lynn, relishing in post orgasmic bliss, feeling another cleaning woman's flabby flesh under my fingertips, finding it improbable that my fantasy was far better in realism than I'd ever imagined.

Drifting my exploring script down between her tit, over her belly clitoris until I reached her bald pubic agglomerate, my fingertips stroking her plump slit not applying any pressing enjoying teasing her.

‘ Open your stage for me…..let me touch you…….I want to feel you.'I urged.

Lynn moaned in reaction opening her stage 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 satiny plica spreading her voluminous juice around. Overcome by the itch to taste her, I scrabbled over and put myself between her stage and moved my head to her pussycat. What a sight ! Completely hairless, blanch outer lip, pulling them apart with my fingers to reveal deep pinko inner folds, shining with her juices, pulling wider to let on her cunt opening secreting boneheaded creamy succus and a gorgeous delicate garden pink clitoris peaking out from its hood.

I tentatively stuck my tongue out to taste her, she tasted very like to myself yet slightly different, musky, salty and sweet all at the same sentence. I lapped at her juices enjoying the flavor and listening to her moaning at my attentions.

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

suck my tenacious digit into my mouth to wet it, I then slid it slowly into her vaginal possible action, delighting in the slick of her pussy paries and her national sinew clamping against the encroachment trying to extract 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 fingerbreadth alongside the early and then a one-third, feeling her cunt paries open to reconcile my digits. I started to pump my finger's breadth, knuckle deep into her, the squelching noises as my knuckles slapped against her juice coated labia exciting me further.

leaning over, I sucked her clitoris into my backtalk and drew the build in, trying to match the jamming of my fingers into her puss with the drawing movements of my lips and tongue on her nub. Moaning and hissing her encouragement at me demanding more and more, I just couldn't seem to make love her with my hand hard enough.

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

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

Without hesitating, I grabbed it, removed my finger's breadth from her cunt and immediately placed the head against her opening which was gaping from the absence seizure of my digit. I watched in awe as her cunt took the vibrator without any opposition, sliding in to the hilt, as recondite as I could get it. I flicked the switch at the bottom to the level best mount and felt the substructure buzz into life.

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

I started to skid the pink phallus in and out of her, twisting it at the same time. The garden pink plastic was marbled with her creamy succus, 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 false cock into her faster and faster.

‘ That's it baby. fucking it operose 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 consistency 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 powerful to be able to do this, I don't know who was more turned on, myself or Lynn.

As her coming broke and I slowed down the pumping of the dildo into her cunt and eased off her clit, I watched her succus push out around the pinko credit card, dribbling onto my hand holding it. Never had I seen anything so erotic, the pick oozing out of her, I pulled the dildo from her making a pop sound and brought it to my mouth. I sucked her succus from the credit card and licked her cum from my hand, tasting her fullness and Lynn watched me as she recovered from my attentions.

‘ God that is sooo sexy. Watching you fresh my juices, sticking my dildo, which was bit ago buried in my cunt, into your sassing to suck off my cum. cum here.'She whispered.

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

‘ I'm done with dick, you have shown me what I need, probably what I have been seeking and didn't realise it was there all the time. I'm going to give him, do you figure a roomer ?'

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

Without hesitation,

‘ Yes.'I replied .