I had met Peter in my later teens, he was my first boyfriend, he took my virginity, we had been together for many, many years. Sex was very average, it wasn't until the explosion of erotic fiction onto the book market place that I started to take in how crap he actually was. Sex was often uncomfortable, I never climaxed, he continually wanted me to sop up 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 at law. My twat would turn wet, for the saki of my sanity, it was sluttish to suggest a erotica picture with sapphic natural action, me to put myself on all quaternion, watching it, while he happily banged away. I still never came but at least my cunt became lubricated to fit him. I masturbated alone at every opportunity.

When I was in my late thirties, I had a really unspoiled friendship with a lady called Lynn. We got on instantaneously on our outset encounter, similar like and disfavour and thoroughly company. I knew she was a lesbian 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 Quaker for many year and never once did she show any interest in me and to be honest how would I respond if she did, probably run away in blind affright ?

My relationship with Peter was getting to the detail where one of us needed to do something about it. Sex didn't happen thank goodness, he was working all 60 minutes and the rest of the metre he was out socialising with his rugby mates. I was discontented and lonely, feeling finally that this family relationship could not carry on, we lived together but that was no longer an alibi and it was fourth dimension 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 Saturday night. She was an excellent cook, so armed with a mates of bottles of good vino, I drove to her abode looking forward to a slow down evening with my friend.

The food had been delicious, having finished pudding and cleared away, we moved to the couch area, flopping down on the sofa to cover the s 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 bang him ?'she enquired.

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

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

‘ fountainhead, he took my virginity, had no estimate what foreplay was, expected me to imbibe 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 forthright, I can't helper 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 years if that's the way he treats you.'

I couldn't assist myself as the tears pricked the cover of my eyes and started to vagabond down my cheek. 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, variety and good story. Don't ever forget that, his loss is soul else's gain.'

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

‘ Hey, looking at at me.'She pushed my berm away from her and I brought my centre up to appear at her.

She moved forward and kissed me softly on the sassing. I pulled back in jar at the contact lens. Taking my human face in both her hands, she kissed me again, her lips softly bushing against mine and then I felt her tongue stroke the crinkle of my lip. I exhaled, opening my mouth to accept her lingua as she gently pushed for a cryptic candy kiss. Her natural language explored my sass, stroking inside, increasing the press and my heart started to beat so fast. I was not sure 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 cheek. Her caresses continued, her hands stroking the side of meat of my neck, below my ear and down to my collar os, just easygoing, finespun touches, her early helping hand at the backbone of my neck, relaxing me with her contact. Her fingers moved to the v in my blouse, slowly undoing the release, lower and lower until she had them all undone and was pulling the fabric out that was tucked in my annulus exposing my front end to her.

Again, her fingerbreadth danced lightly over my skin moving back up to my in good order size breasts enveloped in my sheer flesh coloured bra. My tit pebbled hard under the gauzy translucent textile and her knuckle duster skimmed tantalisingly over them, the inking pad of her fingerbreadth fondling the flesh above the top of the cup of my bra. My heart was beating furiously, my cunt felt wet and my pussy ached unbearably, I felt inebriate, partially from the wine-coloured but predominately from her attention.

Lynn moved forward again kissing me heart-to-heart mouthed, inviting me to search her with my own tongue. Hesitating nervously, she sucked my can lip with her own, releasing it with a sigh, I flicked out my tongue and licked her lips, finally plucking the courage up to venture my tongue into her mouth. Our kiss was luxurious, a dumb dancing of clapper, helping me to loose further.

Her exploring hands moved back down to my nipples, circling the aching buds, scratching across the knotted flesh, the virtuoso ricocheting down to my clit as I moaned into her mouth. Moving across to the catch at the battlefront of my bra she released my tit, the material springing away releasing my mound Gently she moved the material out of the way, cupping one of my mounds, rolling the teat between her fingerbreadth and quarter round twisting and pulling at the sore human body, then moving over to cover the other one the same. My nipple tightened further, my clitoris was now throbbing achingly, her splayed fingers slid lightly over the protruding tightened mammilla, vibrating as each finger rubbed past. The aesthesis where so erotic, I wanted more, needed her to serve stop 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,

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

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

Kissing my neck, her glossa licking behind my ear, I could feel her vivify breath on my cutis. Her hired 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 pantie covered genital organ. Her mitt moved down to my knee closest to her, applying some insistency as she drew circles on my inside leg with her fingers. By now, overcome with the impulse to sate my want, I didn't hesitate to open my legs for her, pushing my knees as far apart as the sofa would permit.

Achingly slowly her finger inched up my thigh in bantam growth, teasing me beyond words, I wanted this so, so bad, my breath coming in short pants. She cupped my hill, the heal of her paw against my pubic bone, her fingers resting lightly against my pussy and her fingertips against the wet material of my genitals. She continued to caress the hide on my chest lower and lower until her mouth closed over one of my mamilla, drawing the tingling human body into her mouth, sucking hard.

The welcomed middleman caused my hips to buck into her helping hand pushing her finger tighter against my pussy, her mouth alternating between suckling and flicking each of my nipple with her lingua. Never, in all my twelvemonth had I wanted to come so bad, even masturbating holding a vibrating dildo against my clit watching lesbian smut had brought me to this raving mad 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 motility, continued to lavish her heedful mouth on my breasts, her paw so tantalising still against the battlefront of my kitty.

‘ I need you……I call for 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 clitoris. I gasped at the touch bucking up again and again circling my hip joint to increase the force per unit area of her fingerbreadth on my most raw parts.

‘ Shhhh…..relax baby…..take it slow…..let me show you how thoroughly it can feel…how it should feel…..you want to realise how goodness I can make you feel.'She whispered against my titty. She dipped her fingers into my wetness pooling at the entrance to my pussy and then touched my clit, starting to slowly practice pressure, circling her fingertip over the nub, over and over, massaging it back and forth, at the same clock time she continued to breastfeed my tit alternatively.

The touch and speed of the forget me drug on my slippery physique became harder and faster as the pressure of my sexual climax built, my body tightening, my fingers digging into the plush cushions of the sofa. Her oral fissure sucked harder, biting the spiritualist flesh and then soothing the bite with the swipe of her tongue. Her finger now flicking so fast over my clit, wizard shooting across my torso in so many directions, as I was tipped over the coming ledge. I wailed loudly as I came so concentrated, never had I been the recipient of such a climax, my body spasmed and I felt my slit wall contract and pulse rate. Lynn slowed the massaging of my clit as I panted through the chroma of my orgasm, my legs felt like jelly and I felt so relaxed.

‘ Hey, earth to Caroline ?'Lynn whispered looking deeply into my optic. 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 express you how I can make water you experience. Stay with me tonight, please ?'she pleaded.

Suddenly embarrassed at my nakedness I was unable to do. Lynn stood up quickly, reaching for my hired hand, she pulled me to my metrical foot. My skirt fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained candid with my unfasten bra draped to my face. I looked down at my exposed breasts, she put her finger under my chin and pulled my grimace back up to fulfil hers, stroking down the slope of one tit 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 explore it more…'

Grasping my hand again she pulled me out of the room, up the stairs and into her bedroom, closing the door behind us. Pulling me abstruse into the room until we were future to her bed, she pulled my blouse and bra from my shoulders, letting them drop to the storey. She pulled her own sweater over her headland, revealing humble breasts 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 light to the level, the knelt at my fundament and pulled my scanty down and off my feet. She run forward, breathing against my saddle horse, kissed my puss and returned to stomach to face me. She then proceeded to unzip her trouser, sliding them down her peg to reveal her defenseless, bald pussy to me, kicking them off her feet as she moved in to snog me again.

Our kisses became more passionate as she started to pay attention to my chest, rolling and pinching the mamilla between her finger and thumb. Emboldened I reached for her breasts, relishing in the softness of the skin, the nipple hard as I rubbed my palm against them. She pushed me down on the bed on my back and moved to range my pelvic girdle, instantly I felt her wet kitty against my mound. I looked down and could see her labia shiny with her juices. She leaned in again to buss me, our clapper dualling, teeth banging as she rubbed herself against my pubic bone and moaning into my mouth.

Manoeuvring herself further back, hooking her right field leg underneath my bequeath one until our cunt were kissing and she started to rub herself against me. The sensation was galvanizing, our wet mouth slurping against one another, she pulled my left stifle up to her chest and started to ride me hard. Our clits rubbed against each other, sliding over our soaked pussycat, grinding down against our pubic bone, our orgasm building as we mashed our dead body together.

We were both covered in a sheen of elbow grease as we panted from the travail of chasing our sexual climax, the slurping of our pussies against each other echoed loudly in the room, the stochasticity exciting us further. As we both reached our climax, we cried out simultaneously, clinging to one another as our travail slowed, grinding out the last throes of our orgasms.

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

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

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

Was her reply.

I must give birth drifted off for a while, I was awoken by Lynn suckling on my chest, I lay still with my centre closed absorbing those wonderful sense impression once again, appreciating those short sparks shooting down to my snatch making me wet. Her tongue circled over each of my nipples, pinching tightly between her tooth, sucking and pulling the flesh taught, over and over again she repeated the attention on each titty. I felt like I was so close to orgasm from just her tending to my tits 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 white meat, she kissed and licked her way down my stomach, moving over to suck on the flesh covering my hip bones. I felt the bed movement as she manoeuvred herself between my legs, pushing them across-the-board apart until the side of my knee touched the mattress. I sat up on my elbows, my heart whacking faster and faster as I watched her mouth motion 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 smell so electric and the sight so erotic as she paused over my clitoris to count up at me and evidence my creamy juices gathered on her tongue before taking them into her mouth to savor them before sweeping back downwards. She continued to lap at me, her oral fissure and tongue licking and slurping up my copious juices as strings of grool stretched between her back talk and my cunt. The sensations ramped up as I watched her devour me, then she moved to my clit, pushing my pubic mound upwards to tighten the skin and pull the hood back to reveal that peculiar knot of nerves. Her tongue darted out and flicked the hard nub back and forth, the wavelet of pleasure causing me to charge my pelvis up to increase the contact.

Laying her other arm over my stomach to steady me, she placed her mouth over my button and sucked hard rubbing the dilate button with her natural language. She continued to imbibe and slurp as my helping hand knotted in fist against the sheets as my orgasm built, by now I was moaning so loudly, encouraging her to up her efforts. I pushed my hips up, driving my button harder against her sucking onrush, my orgasm broke, my muscles tightened everywhere, my skin skittering little electric stupor across my body.

She continued to imbibe, even as the coming subsided and my figure was so sensitive, I was struggling to stand it, she pushed and pushed me as the pain altered to build into a indorsement climax. Gasping for breath the 2nd flower rushed through me even more sensitive than the first, my moan now wails as I crashed over. She eased off the pressing and gently lapped at the succus secreting from me as I tried to find my breath.

She moved back up to lay beside me, pushing my whisker from my sweaty facial expression and kissed me gently. I tasted myself on her lips and in her mouth, savouring my musky nip and licking my juices from her chin. I reached over and started to caress her knocker, feeling her nipples harden as I stroked the back of my fingerbreadth over them, gently rolling the buds between my digit enjoying the sensation of tightened mammilla and tightly puckered form of her aureoles.

She moaned into my mouth, arching her back into my workforce, encouraging me further. She broke our kiss and rolled onto her back with her weapon system above her head, offering me unfettered access to her physical structure. Leaning my head on my hand, I watched myself stroking Lynn, relishing in post orgasmic bliss, feeling another adult female's soft flesh under my fingertips, finding it incredible that my phantasy was far better in reality 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 slit not applying any air pressure enjoying teasing her.

‘ Open your legs for me…..let me match you…….I want to experience you.'I urged.

Lynn moaned in reception opening her wooden leg immediately, I moved down the bed a slight, sliding my finger between her labia, instantly feeling her wetness, the slippery womanishness of her hairless pussy as I caressed up and down her tricky crimp spreading her plenteous juices around. Overcome by the urge to smack her, I scrabbled over and put myself between her legs and moved my school principal to her pussy. What a sight ! Completely hairless, pale outer sassing, pulling them apart with my finger to uncover deep pink inner folds, shining with her juice, pulling wider to let on her cunt opening secreting thick creamy juice and a gorgeous touchy pink clitoris peaking out from its hood.

I tentatively stuck my knife out to smack her, she tasted very similar to myself yet slightly different, musky, salty and sweet all at the same prison term. I lapped at her juice enjoying the spirit and hearing to her moaning at my tending.

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

Sucking my foresighted digit into my mouth to wet it, I then slid it slowly into her vaginal possible action, delighting in the hocus-pocus of her pussycat wall and her home sinew clamping against the intrusion trying to pull my finger in deeper. I slowly pumped my fingerbreadth 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 thirdly, feeling her puss paries open to accommodate my digits. I started to pump my fingerbreadth, knuckle deep into her, the squelching noises as my metacarpophalangeal joint slapped against her succus coated labia exciting me further.

propensity over, I sucked her clit into my lip and drew the flesh in, trying to meet the jam of my finger into her cunt with the drawing trend of my lips and lingua on her nub. Moaning and hissing her encouragement at me demanding Sir Thomas More and Sir Thomas More, I just couldn't seem to have a go at it her with my hand hard enough.

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

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

Without hesitating, I grabbed it, removed my fingers from her cunt and immediately placed the head against her gap which was gaping from the absence of my finger. I watched in awe as her cunt took the vibrator without any opposition, sliding in to the hilt, as mystifying as I could get it. I flicked the switch at the tooshie to the level best setting and felt the radical bombilation into life.

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

I started to slide the garden pink penis in and out of her, twisting it at the same fourth dimension. The garden pink plastic was marbled with her creamy juices, the chess opening of her bitch the human body dragging back and Forth River 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 sister. 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 meet the dildo pounding into her bitch. Her eubstance 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 hefty 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 cunt and eased off her clit, I watched her juices push out around the garden pink charge plate, dribbling onto my hand holding it. Never had I seen anything so titillating, the pick oozing out of her, I pulled the dildo from her making a pop sound and brought it to my sass. I sucked her juice from the plastic and licked her cum from my hand, tasting her fertility and Lynn watched me as she recovered from my attentions.

‘ God that is sooo sexy. Watching you pick my juices, sticking my dildo, which was moments ago buried in my pussy, into your mouth to suck off my cum. Come here.'She whispered.

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

‘ I'm done with Simon 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 leave him, do you fancy a lodger ?'

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

Without indisposition,

‘ Yes.'I replied .