I had met Peter in my late teens, he was my first boyfriend, he took my virginity, we had been together for many, many long time. Sex was very average, it wasn't until the plosion of erotic fiction onto the Word market that I started to bring in how shit 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 confess I never could get into it but what did seem to ferment me on was girl on girl action. My pussycat would suit wet, for the sake of my sanity, it was sluttish to propose a pornography film with lesbian action, me to put myself on all foursome, watching it, while he happily banged away. I still never came but at to the lowest degree my pussy became lubricated to accommodate him. I masturbated alone at every opportunity.

When I was in my belated thirties, I had a really good friendship with a Lady called Lynn. We got on instantaneously on our first meeting, similar the like and disfavour and good caller. I knew she was a gay woman and I confess some of my lonely masturbation Roger Sessions were helped along by closing my optic and fantasising that Lynn was with me. We had been acquaintance for many years and never once did she read any interest in me and to be good how would I react if she did, probably run away in blind panic ?

My relationship with Peter was getting to the stage 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 spouse. 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 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 Sabbatum Night. She was an excellent cook, so armed with a couple of bottleful of dependable wine, I drove to her home looking forward to a relaxed evening with my friend.

The solid food had been delicious, having finished pudding and cleared away, we moved to the lounge area, flopping down on the sofa to keep the instant 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 roll in the hay him ?'she enquired.

‘ Hell no, the sexual love died a recollective 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 animation doesn't happen and wasn't any good when we did !'I complained.

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

‘ Well, he took my virginity, had no thought what foreplay was, expected me to suck him off but wouldn't reciprocate and as for an sexual climax for me, he wouldn't know what one was ! Oh my god Lynn, I'm sorry to be so blunt, 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 years if that's the way he treats you.'

I couldn't help myself as the tears pricked the backbone of my eyes and started to roll down my cheeks. 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, 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 articulatio humeri away from her and I brought my eyes up to calculate at her.

She moved forward and kissed me softly on the lips. I pulled back in shock at the impinging. Taking my grimace in both her hands, she kissed me again, her lips softly bushing against mine and then I felt her spit stroke the bed of my mouth. I exhaled, opening my backtalk to accept her glossa as she gently pushed for a deeper kiss. Her lingua explored my oral cavity, stroking inside, increasing the pressure and my warmness started to beat so fast. I was not certainly how to oppose, percentage of me was so uncertain but that early nagging portion 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 ears and down to my collar bone, just soft, frail trace, her other hand at the vertebral column of my neck, relaxing me with her trace. Her digit moved to the v in my blouse, slowly undoing the buttons, lower and blue until she had them all undone and was pulling the framework out that was tucked in my skirt exposing my front to her.

Again, her fingers danced lightly over my tegument moving back up to my properly size breasts enveloped in my sheer flesh coloured bra. My pap pebbled hard under the sheer translucent fabric and her brass knucks skimmed tantalisingly over them, the pad of her fingers fondling the chassis above the top of the cup of my bra. My heart was beating furiously, my kitty-cat felt wet and my slit ached unbearably, I felt rummy, partially from the wine but predominately from her attention.

Lynn moved forward again kissing me open mouthed, inviting me to research her with my own tongue. Hesitating nervously, she sucked my bottom lip with her own, releasing it with a sigh, I flicked out my tongue and licked her mouth, finally plucking the courageousness up to speculation my tongue into her oral cavity. Our kiss was sybaritic, a slow dance of tongues, helping me to relax further.

Her exploring hands moved back down to my nipples, circling the aching buds, scratching across the knotted form, the sensory faculty ricocheting down to my clitoris as I moaned into her lip. Moving across to the catch at the forepart of my bra she released my breasts, the fabric springing away releasing my knoll Gently she moved the cloth out of the way, cupping one of my mounds, rolling the nipple between her finger and quarter round spin and pulling at the sensitive material body, then moving over to treat the other one the same. My nipples tightened further, my clit was now throbbing achingly, her splayed digit slid lightly over the protruding tightened teat, vibrating as each finger's breadth rubbed past. The sensations where so erotic, I wanted more, needed her to help stop the ache, the incessant throb in my clit.

I moaned into her backtalk 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 tongue defeat behind my ear, I could sense her quickened breath on my pelt. Her bridge player left my breasts moving down, seeking the hem of my wench, pulling and tugging until the material was bunched around my shank exposing my scanty covered crotch. Her hand moved down to my knee closest to her, applying some pressing as she drew circles on my interior leg with her finger's breadth. By now, overcome with the impulse to sate my need, I didn't hesitate to open my peg for her, pushing my stifle as far apart as the sofa would grant.

Achingly slowly her fingers inched up my thigh in petite increment, teasing me beyond words, I wanted this so, so bad, my breath coming in short pants. She cupped my cumulus, the heal of her manus against my pubic bone, her finger's breadth resting lightly against my dent and her fingertips against the wet material of my crotch. She continued to fondle the peel on my chest lower and lower until her mouth closed over one of my nipples, drawing the tingling flesh into her mouth, sucking hard.

The receive physical contact caused my pelvic girdle to tear into her paw pushing her fingers tighter against my slit, her mouth alternating between suckling and flicking each of my mammilla with her natural language. Never, in all my years had I wanted to follow so bad, even masturbating holding a vibrating dildo against my clit watching lesbian porn had brought me to this wild heightened province. 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 heedful mouth on my breasts, her hand so tantalising still against the front of my pussy.

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

She dragged her fingers up and slid them into my panty, parting my labia, one of her finger's breadth probing my wetness, stroking up and down, avoiding my clit. I gasped at the physical contact bucking up again and again circling my pelvic arch to increase the pressing of her finger on my most raw parts.

‘ Shhhh…..relax baby…..take it slow…..let me prove you how good it can feel…how it should feel…..you want to realise how good I can form you feel.'She whispered against my breasts. She dipped her fingerbreadth into my wetness pooling at the entrance to my twat and then touched my button, starting to slowly apply pressure, circling her fingertip over the nub, over and over, massaging it back and Forth, at the Same time she continued to wet-nurse my mammilla alternatively.

The touch and swiftness of the circles on my slippery build became harder and faster as the insistence of my climax built, my consistence tightening, my fingers digging into the lucullan cushions of the sofa. Her oral cavity sucked unvoiced, biting the medium flesh and then soothing the morsel with the swipe of her spit. Her finger now flicking so fast over my clit, sensations shooting across my body in so many directions, as I was tipped over the climax ledge. I wailed loudly as I came so voiceless, never had I been the recipient of such a flood tide, my body spasmed and I felt my cunt walls contract bridge and heartbeat. 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, 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 solvent to her question.

‘ I haven't even started to evince you how I can make you feel. Stay with me tonight, delight ?'she pleaded.

Suddenly embarrassed at my openness I was unable to answer. Lynn stood up quickly, reaching for my hired man, she pulled me to my feet. My annulus fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained open with my unfastened bra draped to my side of meat. I looked down at my exposed knocker, she put her fingerbreadth under my chin and pulled my face back up to meet hers, stroking down the side of one boob to circle my pap, the frame tightening in response, she quietly said,

‘ infant, 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 steps and into her bedroom, closing the room access behind us. Pulling me deeper into the elbow room until we were adjacent to her bed, she pulled my blouse and bra from my shoulder joint, letting them drop-off to the floor. She pulled her own pinny over her head, revealing minor titty which showed off her taught protruding nipples, moving forward she embraced me and kissed me hungrily.

Breaking away, she reached behind and unzipped my skirt letting it fall to the base, the knelt at my feet and pulled my step-in down and off my ft. She tilt forward, breathing against my mount, kissed my slit and returned to resist to present me. She then proceeded to unzip her trousers, sliding them down her pegleg to bring out her naked, bald pussy to me, kicking them off her animal foot as she moved in to buss me again.

Our kiss became more passionate as she started to pay attending to my breasts, rolling and pinching the mamilla between her fingers and thumb. Emboldened I reached for her breasts, relishing in the balminess of the skin, the mammilla hard as I rubbed my palm against them. She pushed me down on the bed on my back and moved to range my coxa, instantly I felt her wet pussy against my cumulus. I looked down and could see her labia shiny with her succus. She leaned in again to snog 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 flop leg underneath my left one until our pussies were kissing and she started to rub herself against me. The sense was electrical, our wet sassing slurping against one another, she pulled my left knee up to her chest and started to ride me difficult. Our button rubbed against each former, sliding over our pissed pussies, grinding down against our pubic bones, our orgasms building as we mashed our consistence together.

We were both covered in a luster of sweat as we panted from the exertion of chasing our orgasms, the slurping of our pussies against each former echoed loudly in the room, the noise exciting us further. As we both reached our culmination, we cried out simultaneously, clinging to one another as our effort slowed, grinding out the live throes of our orgasms.

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

‘ Thank you….words can not describe how enlightening this has been….I had no theme it would or should feel like this. I'm go down on away.'

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

Was her reply.

I must take drifted off for a patch, I was awoken by Lynn suckling on my breasts, I lay still with my eyes closed absorbing those wonderful sensations once again, appreciating those short sparks shooting down to my pussy making me wet. Her tongue circled over each of my nipples, pinching tightly between her dentition, sucking and pulling the soma taught, over and over again she repeated the attending on each breast. I felt like I was so tightlipped to orgasm from just her aid to my tits but that knotty orgasm just wasn't quite within reach, by now I was panting from her teasing, my juice trickling down my slit.

Her mouth left my bosom, she kissed and licked her way down my stomach, moving over to suck on the chassis covering my hip bones. I felt the bed move as she manoeuvred herself between my wooden leg, pushing them wide apart until the side of my articulatio genus touched the mattress. I sat up on my elbows, my heart beating faster and faster as I watched her sassing move closer and closer to my pussy.

‘ You are so wet.'She exclaimed.

I gasped as she drew the flat tire of her lingua from my opening all the way up to my clit. The tone so galvanising and the hatful so erotic as she paused over my clitoris to look up at me and show my creamy juices gathered on her tongue before taking them into her mouth to savour them before sweeping back downwards. She continued to lap at me, her oral cavity and tongue licking and slurping up my voluminous juices as strings of grool stretched between her mouth and my snatch. The wiz ramped up as I watched her devour me, then she moved to my clit, pushing my pubic mound upwards to tighten the cutis and pull in the thug back to reveal that special mile of nerves. Her knife darted out and flicked the severely nub back and Forth River, the ripples of pleasure causing me to buck my hips up to increase the contact.

Laying her former arm over my breadbasket to steady me, she placed her mouth over my clit and sucked hard rubbing the dilate button with her tongue. She continued to fellate and slurp as my work force knotted in clenched fist against the sheets as my orgasm built, by now I was moaning so loudly, encouraging her to up her cause. I pushed my hips up, driving my clit harder against her suck onset, my orgasm broke, my muscles tightened everywhere, my scramble skittering trivial electric seismic disturbance across my body.

She continued to suck, even as the sexual climax subsided and my flesh was so sensible, I was struggling to stand it, she pushed and pushed me as the hurting altered to build up into a secondly sexual climax. Gasping for breath the endorsement tip rushed through me even more sensitive than the number one, my groan now wails as I crashed over. She eased off the pressure 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 haircloth from my sweaty case and kissed me gently. I tasted myself on her lips and in her backtalk, savouring my musky feel and licking my succus from her 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 fingers enjoying the sense of tightened teats and tightly puckered flesh of her aureoles.

She moaned into my lip, arching her back into my hands, encouraging me further. She broke our osculation and rolled onto her rear with her arms above her head, offering me unfettered approach to her body. Leaning my chief on my hired man, I watched myself stroking Lynn, relishing in post orgasmic blissfulness, feeling another woman's soft build under my fingertips, finding it unbelievable 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 pressure enjoying teasing her.

‘ out-of-doors your leg for me…..let me cutaneous senses you…….I want to finger you.'I urged.

Lynn moaned in response opening her legs immediately, I moved down the bed a fiddling, sliding my fingers between her labia, instantly feeling her wetness, the slippery sissiness of her hairless pussy as I caressed up and down her pat folds spreading her copious juices around. Overcome by the impulse to taste her, I scrabbled over and put myself between her legs and moved my head to her pussy. What a peck ! Completely hairless, wan outer lips, pulling them apart with my fingerbreadth to divulge deeply pink inner plica, shining with her juices, pulling wider to reveal her bitch opening secreting blockheaded creamy juice and a gorgeous delicate pink button peaking out from its hood.

I tentatively stuck my lingua out to smack her, she tasted very similar to myself yet slightly different, musky, salty and sweet all at the same time. I lapped at her succus enjoying the flavour and listening to her moaning at my attention.

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

Sucking my longest finger's breadth into my lip to wet it, I then slid it slowly into her vaginal porta, delighting in the slickness of her pussy paries and her internal muscularity clamping against the intrusion trying to draw in my finger in deeper. I slowly pumped my finger in and out, watching my digit disappearing back and forth.

‘ No, more…stretch me with your fingers.'She instructed.

Emboldened, I inserted my index fingerbreadth alongside the other and then a one-third, feeling her twat bulwark open to lodge my digits. 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.

Leaning over, I sucked her clit into my lip and drew the form in, trying to match the jamming of my fingers into her cunt with the drawing social movement of my sass and tongue on her nub. Moaning and hissing her boost at me demanding more and more, I just couldn't seem to have intercourse her with my script hard enough.

She reached over to her bedside draftsman 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 hump me gruelling !'She ordered.

Without hesitating, I grabbed it, removed my fingerbreadth from her cunt and immediately placed the header against her initiative which was gaping from the absence of my digits. I watched in awe as her cunt took the vibrator without any underground, sliding in to the hilt, as cryptic as I could get it. I flicked the replacement at the buns to the maximum setting and felt the base bombination into life.

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

I started to slew the pink phallus in and out of her, twisting it at the like time. The pink plastic was marbled with her creamy succus, the initiative of her puss the flesh 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 infant. Fuck it tough and deeper into me…….Suck me……harder….more…..Oh yes, just like that…….don't stop.'She was gasping now, bucking up to come across the dildo pounding into her cunt. Her body tense, her pelvis 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 muscular to be capable 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 slit and eased off her clit, I watched her juices push out around the garden pink plastic, dribbling onto my hand holding it. Never had I seen anything so erotic, the ointment oozing out of her, I pulled the dildo from her making a popping sound and brought it to my mouth. I sucked her succus from the plastic and licked her cum from my mitt, tasting her richness and Lynn watched me as she recovered from my attentions.

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

I moved back to lay down beside her, my head resting on her articulatio humeri, her arm around me and my hired man palming her beautiful white meat. 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 time. I'm going to leave him, do you fancy a lodger ?'

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

Without reluctance,

‘ Yes.'I replied .