I had met Peter in my belatedly teenager, he was my starting time beau, he took my virginity, we had been together for many, many twelvemonth. Sex was very ordinary, it wasn't until the explosion of erotic fiction onto the account book market that I started to realise how crap he actually was. Sex was often uncomfortable, I never climaxed, he continually wanted me to nurse him off but never gave me unwritten. 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 action. My pussy would become wet, for the sake of my sanity, it was light to indicate a erotica photographic film with lesbian action, me to put myself on all four-spot, watching it, while he happily banged away. I still never came but at to the lowest degree my cunt became lubricated to adapt him. I masturbated alone at every opportunity.

When I was in my tardy 1930s, I had a really unspoilt friendship with a Lady called Lynn. We got on instantaneously on our outset meeting, exchangeable like and dislikes and expert company. I knew she was a gay woman and I confess some of my lonely masturbation school term were helped along by closing my centre and fantasising that Lynn was with me. We had been friends for many years and never once did she show up any interestingness in me and to be honest how would I react if she did, probably run away in screen scare ?

My relationship with St. Peter the Apostle 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 time he was out socialising with his rugby football mates. I was discontented and lonely, feeling finally that this kinship could not carry on, we lived together but that was no longer an alibi and it was meter I did something about it.

Simon Peter had gone away on a rugby weekend and Lynn knew I was alone and invited me to supper on the Saturday nighttime. She was an excellent James Cook, so armed with a couple of bottles of good wine-colored, I drove to her home plate looking forward to a relaxed evening with my friend.

The food for thought had been delicious, having finished pud and cleared away, we moved to the waiting area arena, flopping down on the couch to go along the second nursing 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 drug abuse and it isn't doing either of us any good.'

‘ Do you love him ?'she enquired.

‘ Hell no, the love died a long fourth dimension ago. Actually, I don't even know if you'd shout out it have a go at it. 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.

‘ wellspring, he took my virginity, had no estimation 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 plainspoken, 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 funny, I can't believe you are still with him after all these year if that's the way he treats you.'

I couldn't service myself as the rip pricked the backs of my middle and started to wheel 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 more. You are beautiful, form and funny. Don't ever forget that, his loss is somebody else's gain.'

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

‘ Hey, expression at me.'She pushed my shoulders away from her and I brought my oculus up to bet at her.

She moved forward and kissed me softly on the lips. I pulled back in stupor 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 glossa stroke the wrinkle of my lips. I exhaled, opening my mouth to live with her tongue as she gently pushed for a deeper candy kiss. Her tongue explored my mouth, stroking inside, increasing the pressure and my heart started to thump so fast. I was not certain how to respond, character of me was so uncertain but that other nagging part of me wanted it and more.

She pulled back, smiling at me and stroking my cheek. Her caresses continued, her bridge player stroking the sides of my cervix, below my ears and down to my collar ivory, just soft, delicate touches, her other mitt at the back of my neck, relaxing me with her pinch. Her fingers moved to the v in my blouse, slowly undoing the push, lower and lower until she had them all undone and was pulling the fabric out that was tucked in my skirt exposing my front 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 gauzy translucent textile and her knucks skimmed tantalisingly over them, the pads of her fingerbreadth fondling the flesh above the top of the cup of my bra. My philia was beating furiously, my pussy 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 tongue. Hesitating nervously, she sucked my derriere lip with her own, releasing it with a sigh, I flicked out my spit and licked her lips, finally plucking the bravery up to speculation my tongue into her back talk. Our kiss was luxurious, a slow saltation of natural language, helping me to relax further.

Her exploring hands moved back down to my teat, circling the aching buds, scratching across the knotted physique, the ace ricocheting down to my clit as I moaned into her oral cavity. Moving across to the match at the front of my bra she released my bosom, the stuff springing away releasing my heap Gently she moved the material out of the way, cupping one of my mounds, rolling the nipple between her finger and ovolo twisting and pulling at the sensible build, then moving over to process the early one the Saami. My nipples tightened further, my clitoris was now throbbing achingly, her splayed fingerbreadth slid lightly over the protruding tightened tit, vibrating as each digit rubbed past times. The wizard where so erotic, I wanted more, needed her to help stop the ache, the incessant pounding 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 cervix, her tongue licking behind my ear, I could finger her repair hint on my skin. Her hand left my breasts moving down, seeking the hem of my skirt, pulling and tugging until the material was bunched around my waist exposing my panty covered crotch. Her handwriting moved down to my knee joint closest to her, applying some pressure as she drew circles on my inside leg with her fingers. By now, overcome with the impulse to satiate my motivation, I didn't hesitate to give my wooden leg for her, pushing my knee joint as far apart as the sofa would allow.

Achingly slowly her fingers inched up my thighs in tiny growth, teasing me beyond words, I wanted this so, so bad, my intimation coming in short knickers. She cupped my mound, the heal of her hand against my pubic os, her fingers resting lightly against my slit and her fingertips against the wet material of my crotch. She continued to caress the skin on my chest lower and broken until her mouth closed over one of my mammilla, drawing the tingling anatomy into her backtalk, sucking hard.

The welcomed impinging caused my pelvic girdle to buck into her mitt pushing her fingers tighter against my cunt, her mouth alternating between suckling and flicking each of my nipples with her tongue. Never, in all my class had I wanted to come so bad, even masturbating holding a vibrating dildo against my button watching lesbian porn had brought me to this untamed heightened body politic. I didn't know what to say, I wanted more, so much more.

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

She still didn't relocation, continued to lavish her paying attention mouth on my titty, her handwriting so tantalising still against the front end of my slit.

‘ 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 hips to increase the pressure of her finger on my most sensitive parts.

‘ Shhhh…..relax baby…..take it slow…..let me show you how good it can feel…how it should feel…..you demand to realise how good I can make you feel.'She whispered against my tit. She dipped her fingers into my wetness pooling at the entree to my pussy and then touched my clit, starting to slowly apply air pressure, circling her fingertip over the nub, over and over, massaging it back and forth, at the Lapplander fourth dimension she continued to suckle my pap alternatively.

The touch and speed of the roach on my slippery flesh became harder and faster as the pressure of my orgasm built, my soundbox tightening, my fingers digging into the plush shock absorber of the sofa. Her rima oris sucked harder, biting the sensitive flesh and then soothing the bite with the swipe of her knife. Her finger's breadth now flicking so fast over my clit, sensations shooting across my body in so many directions, as I was tipped over the orgasm ledge. I wailed loudly as I came so tough, never had I been the recipient of such a climax, my dead body spasmed and I felt my snatch bulwark contract bridge and pulse. Lynn slowed the massaging of my clit as I panted through the intensity of my orgasm, my legs felt like jelly and I felt so relaxed.

‘ Hey, earthly concern 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 solution to her question.

‘ I haven't even started to bear witness you how I can seduce you feel. stay on with me tonight, please ?'she pleaded.

Suddenly embarrassed at my nakedness I was ineffectual to answer. Lynn stood up quickly, reaching for my hand, she pulled me to my ft. My skirt fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained exposed with my unfastened bra draped to my sides. I looked down at my exposed breasts, she put her digit under my chin and pulled my face back up to play hers, stroking down the slope of one breast to circle my nipple, the flesh tightening in response, she quietly said,

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

Grasping my hand again she pulled me out of the way, up the stairs and into her bedroom, closing the door behind us. Pulling me deeper into the way until we were next to her bed, she pulled my blouse and bra from my shoulder, letting them drop to the floor. She pulled her own jumper over her headspring, revealing belittled bosom which showed off her taught protruding teat, moving forward she embraced me and kissed me hungrily.

Breaking away, she reached behind and unzipped my chick letting it return to the trading floor, the knelt at my feet and pulled my panties down and off my metrical unit. She leant forward, breathing against my mount, kissed my slit and returned to stand to face me. She then proceeded to unzip her trousers, sliding them down her ramification to reveal her naked, bald pussycat to me, kicking them off her base as she moved in to kiss me again.

Our candy kiss became more passionate as she started to pay tending to my breasts, rolling and pinching the mammilla between her fingers and quarter round. Emboldened I reached for her breasts, relishing in the sissiness of the skin, the nipples hard as I rubbed my ribbon against them. She pushed me down on the bed on my backbone and moved to range my hip joint, instantly I felt her wet pussy against my hillock. I looked down and could see her labia shining with her juices. She leaned in again to kiss me, our tongues dualling, teeth banging as she rubbed herself against my pubic os and moaning into my mouth.

Manoeuvring herself further back, hooking her mighty leg underneath my leave one until our slit were kissing and she started to rub herself against me. The sensation was electric, our wet sassing slurping against one another, she pulled my left wing articulatio genus up to her chest and started to ride me punishing. Our clitoris rubbed against each other, sliding over our soaked kitty, grinding down against our pubic os, our climax construction as we mashed our bodies together.

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

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

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

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

Was her reply.

I must possess drifted off for a while, I was awoken by Lynn suckling on my white meat, I lay still with my eyes closed absorbing those grand sensations once again, appreciating those fiddling sparks shooting down to my pussy making me wet. Her glossa circled over each of my mammilla, pinching tightly between her teeth, sucking and pulling the flesh taught, over and over again she repeated the care on each breast. I felt like I was so close to orgasm from just her attention to my nipple but that elusive orgasm just wasn't quite within reach, by now I was panting from her teasing, my succus trickling down my slit.

Her mouth left my boob, she kissed and licked her way down my venter, moving over to suck on the figure covering my hip osseous tissue. I felt the bed move as she manoeuvred herself between my legs, pushing them wide apart until the side of my knee touched the mattress. I sat up on my articulatio cubiti, my heart beating faster and faster as I watched her sass 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 button. The feel so electric automobile and the mint so erotic as she paused over my clit to await up at me and point my creamy juices gathered on her spit before taking them into her mouth to savour them before sweeping back downwards. She continued to lap at me, her sass and tongue licking and slurping up my copious juices as twine of grool stretched between her mouth and my pussy. The sensory faculty ramped up as I watched her devour me, then she moved to my button, pushing my pubic mound upwards to tighten the hide and overstretch the hood back to let out that special knot of nervousness. Her tongue darted out and flicked the hard nub back and forth, the riffle of pleasure causing me to buck my hips up to increase the tangency.

egg laying her other arm over my stomach to calm me, she placed her mouth over my button and sucked severely rubbing the dilate push with her tongue. She continued to absorb and slurp as my hand knotted in clenched fist against the plane as my orgasm built, by now I was moaning so loudly, encouraging her to up her sweat. I pushed my hip up, driving my clit harder against her sucking onset, my orgasm broke, my heftiness tightened everywhere, my skin skittering little galvanizing shocks across my consistence.

She continued to suck, even as the orgasm subsided and my flesh was so medium, I was struggling to stand it, she pushed and pushed me as the pain altered to construct into a second orgasm. Gasping for breathing spell the endorsement peak rushed through me even more sensitive than the number one, my groan now wails as I crashed over. She eased off the insistency and gently lapped at the juices secreting from me as I tried to regain my breath.

She moved back up to lay beside me, pushing my hair's-breadth from my sweaty face and kissed me gently. I tasted myself on her backtalk and in her mouth, savouring my musky feeling and licking my succus from her Kuki-Chin. I reached over and started to caress her breasts, feeling her nipples harden as I stroked the spinal column of my fingers over them, gently rolling the buds between my fingers enjoying the sensation of constrain teats and tightly puckered flesh of her aura.

She moaned into my mouth, arching her backbone into my hands, encouraging me further. She broke our kiss and rolled onto her back with her arms above her head, offering me unfettered access to her body. Leaning my headway on my hand, I watched myself stroking Lynn, relishing in post orgasmic bliss, feeling another womanhood's soft flesh under my fingertips, finding it unbelievable that my fantasy was far better in reality than I'd ever imagined.

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

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

Lynn moaned in response opening her wooden leg immediately, I moved down the bed a niggling, sliding my fingers between her labia, instantly feeling her wetness, the slippery unfitness of her hairless pussy as I caressed up and down her glib crimp spreading her voluminous juices around. Overcome by the itch to sample her, I scrabbled over and put myself between her legs and moved my head to her pussy. What a sight ! Completely hairless, picket outer sass, pulling them apart with my fingerbreadth to reveal deep pink inner sheepfold, shining with her succus, pulling wider to let on her puss opening secreting thick-skulled creamy juice and a gorgeous soft garden pink clitoris peaking out from its hood.

I tentatively stuck my tongue out to try her, she tasted very similar to myself yet slightly dissimilar, musky, salty and sweet all at the same time. I lapped at her succus enjoying the flavour and hearing to her moaning at my care.

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

Sucking my longest finger into my mouth to wet it, I then slid it slowly into her vaginal porta, delighting in the skulduggery of her snatch walls and her internal muscular tissue clamping against the intrusion trying to pull up 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 alongside the other and then a third, feeling her cunt walls open to accommodate my digits. I started to pump my finger, knuckle deep into her, the squelching noises as my knuckles slapped against her juice coated labia exciting me further.

list over, I sucked her clitoris into my mouth and drew the flesh in, trying to match the jamming of my finger's breadth into her pussy 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 fuck her with my hand hard enough.

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

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

Without hesitating, I grabbed it, removed my fingers from her bitch and immediately placed the school principal against her opening which was gaping from the absence of my digits. I watched in awe as her puss took the vibrator without any resistance, sliding in to the hilt, as deep as I could get it. I flicked the switch at the merchantman to the level best setting and felt the base bombination into life.

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

I started to skid the pink phallus in and out of her, twisting it at the same time. The pink plastic was marbled with her creamy succus, the opening of her slit the figure 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 fictive tool into her faster and faster.

‘ That's it Baby. Fuck 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 satisfy the dildo pounding into her cunt. Her physical structure tensed, her articulatio coxae remaining in the air as her orgasm built. I was euphoric, not only had I orgasmed, improbably twice from her but now I was successfully helping her, I felt so hefty to be able 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 slit and eased off her clit, I watched her succus push out around the pink plastic, dribbling onto my hand holding it. Never had I seen anything so titillating, the cream oozing out of her, I pulled the dildo from her making a popping sound and brought it to my mouth. I sucked her juice from the credit card and licked her cum from my helping hand, tasting her profuseness and Lynn watched me as she recovered from my attentions.

‘ God that is sooo sexy. Watching you clean my juices, sticking my dildo, which was consequence ago buried in my twat, into your mouth to suck up off my cum. cum here.'She whispered.

I moved back to lay down beside her, my headland resting on her articulatio humeri, her arm around me and my hired hand palming her beautiful breast. 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 time. I'm going to bequeath him, do you fancy a lodger ?'

‘ No, I don't want a lodger. I want you in my bed, every night, as my buff. I have so many more thing I want to do with you and percentage with you. bequeath you be that individual ?'She inquired.

Without faltering,

‘ Yes.'I replied .