I had met putz in my late teens, 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 erotic fiction onto the Good Book market that I started to realise how crap he actually was. Sex was often uncomfortable, I never climaxed, he continually wanted me to suck him off but never gave me unwritten. He introduced me to porn later on in our family relationship, I must confess I never could get into it but what did appear to turn me on was girl on girl action. My cunt would become wet, for the sake of my sanity, it was promiscuous to suggest a porn film with sapphic action, me to put myself on all fours, watching it, while he happily banged away. I still never came but at least my snatch became lubricated to accommodate him. I masturbated alone at every opportunity.

When I was in my belatedly thirties, I had a really good friendship with a dame called Lynn. We got on instantaneously on our first coming together, exchangeable ilk and dislikes and skilful ship's company. I knew she was a gay woman and I confess some of my solitary onanism sessions were helped along by closing my center and fantasising that Lynn was with me. We had been protagonist for many class and never once did she show any interest group in me and to be honest how would I react if she did, probably run away in screen panic ?

My relationship with Peter was getting to the percentage point where one of us needed to do something about it. Sex didn't happen thank goodness, he was working all hours and the rest of the meter 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 yearner an excuse and it was time I did something about it.

Saint Peter had gone away on a rugby weekend and Lynn knew I was alone and invited me to supper on the Saturday Nox. She was an excellent cook, so armed with a couple of bottles of good wine-coloured, I drove to her nursing home looking forward to a loose eve with my friend.

The food had been delicious, having finished puddings and cleared away, we moved to the lounge area, flopping down on the sofa to go forward the second bottle 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 wont and it isn't doing either of us any good.'

‘ Do you have a go at it him ?'she enquired.

‘ Hell no, the dear died a long 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 sentence doesn't happen and wasn't any proficient 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 soak 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 blunt, 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 curious, I can't believe you are still with him after all these years if that's the way he treats you.'

I couldn't supporter myself as the rent pricked the backs of my eyes and started to tramp down my cheeks. Lynn shuffled over from the former end of the couch 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, grateful for her documentation when I felt so low.

‘ Hey, look at me.'She pushed my berm away from her and I brought my optic up to calculate at her.

She moved forward and kissed me softly on the lips. I pulled back in cushion at the tangency. Taking my face in both her hired hand, she kissed me again, her lips softly bushing against mine and then I felt her glossa stroke the seam of my rim. I exhaled, opening my mouth to accept her tongue as she gently pushed for a cryptical buss. Her clapper explored my oral fissure, stroking inside, increasing the pressure and my heart started to outsmart so fast. I was not certainly how to react, part of me was so uncertain but that other nagging character of me wanted it and more.

She pulled back, smiling at me and stroking my nerve. Her caresses continued, her hands stroking the position of my neck opening, below my auricle and down to my collar bone, just diffuse, touchy touch sensation, her other manus at the dorsum of my neck opening, relaxing me with her cutaneous senses. Her fingers moved to the v in my blouse, slowly undoing the release, miserable and low-down until she had them all undone and was pulling the fabric out that was tucked in my bird exposing my front line to her.

Again, her fingerbreadth danced lightly over my skin moving back up to my decent size knocker enveloped in my sheer flesh coloured bra. My teat pebbled hard under the sheer translucent fabric and her knuckles skimmed tantalisingly over them, the stamp pad of her finger fondling the flesh above the top of the cup of my bra. My heart was beating furiously, my snatch felt wet and my cunt ached unbearably, I felt drunk, 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 bottom lip with her own, releasing it with a suspiration, I flicked out my tongue and licked her lips, finally plucking the courage up to venture my glossa into her mouth. Our osculation was luxurious, 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 flesh, the sensations ricocheting down to my button as I moaned into her mouth. Moving across to the catch at the front of my bra she released my bosom, the material springing away releasing my mounds Gently she moved the material out of the way, cupping one of my pitcher's mound, rolling the nipple between her finger's breadth and thumb twisting and pulling at the sensitive material body, then moving over to handle the former one the Same. My tit tightened further, my clitoris was now throbbing achingly, her splayed fingerbreadth slid lightly over the protruding tightened pap, vibrating as each fingerbreadth rubbed by. The sensations where so erotic, I wanted more, needed her to help stop the ache, the ceaseless throb in my clit.

I moaned into her rima oris 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.

cuddling my cervix, her tongue licking behind my ear, I could feel her invigorate breathing place on my pelt. Her paw left my breasts moving down, seeking the hem of my bird, pulling and tugging until the material was bunched around my waist exposing my panty covered privates. Her hand moved down to my human knee closest to her, applying some pressure as she drew circles on my inside leg with her fingers. By now, overcome with the impulse to sate my motive, 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 diminutive increase, teasing me beyond words, I wanted this so, so bad, my breath coming in curtly trouser. She cupped my heap, the heal of her hand against my pubic bone, her finger's breadth resting lightly against my snatch and her fingertips against the wet material of my crotch. She continued to caress the skin on my chest lower and glower until her mouth closed over one of my nipples, drawing the tingling soma into her mouth, sucking hard.

The welcome impinging caused my coxa to charge into her hired hand pushing her fingers tighter against my slit, her mouth alternating between suckling and flicking each of my nipples with her tongue. Never, in all my years had I wanted to fare so bad, even masturbating holding a vibrating dildo against my button watching lesbian erotica had brought me to this wild heightened land. 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 lavish her attentive mouth on my breasts, her paw so tantalising still against the front of my pussy.

‘ 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 slither them into my scanty, parting my labia, one of her digit probing my wetness, stroking up and down, avoiding my clit. I gasped at the striking bucking up again and again circling my coxa to increase the pressure of her finger's breadth on my most sore parts.

‘ Shhhh…..relax baby…..take it slow…..let me show you how secure it can feel…how it should feel…..you demand to bring in how beneficial I can make you feel.'She whispered against my knocker. She dipped her finger into my wetness pooling at the ingress to my cunt and then touched my clit, starting to slowly implement pressure, circling her fingertip over the nub, over and over, massaging it back and forth, at the like prison term she continued to suckle my teat alternatively.

The touch and speed of the rophy on my slippery soma became harder and faster as the pressure sensation of my climax built, my body tightening, my fingers digging into the plushy shock of the sofa. Her mouth sucked unvoiced, biting the sensitive human body and then soothing the sharpness with the swipe of her clapper. Her finger 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 firmly, never had I been the recipient of such a climax, my body spasmed and I felt my cunt wall declaration and pulse. Lynn slowed the massaging of my button as I panted through the chroma of my orgasm, my stage felt like jelly and I felt so relaxed.

‘ Hey, earth to Caroline ?'Lynn whispered looking deeply into my oculus. 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 picture you how I can make you feel. stay with me tonight, please ?'she pleaded.

Suddenly embarrassed at my nudeness I was unable to answer. Lynn stood up quickly, reaching for my hand, she pulled me to my feet. My dame fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained open with my unbuttoned bra draped to my sides. I looked down at my endanger titty, she put her fingers under my chin and pulled my face back up to meet hers, stroking down the slope of one chest to circle my nipple, the flesh tightening in response, she quietly said,

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

grasping my hand again she pulled me out of the room, up the step and into her sleeping accommodation, closing the room access behind us. Pulling me deeper into the way until we were adjacent to her bed, she pulled my blouse and bra from my articulatio humeri, letting them drop to the floor. She pulled her own jumper over her question, revealing minuscule breast which showed off her taught protruding mamilla, moving forward she embraced me and kissed me hungrily.

break away, she reached behind and unzipped my dame letting it descend to the base, the knelt at my feet and pulled my scanty down and off my metrical unit. She tend forward, breathing against my mount, kissed my slit and returned to stand to confront me. She then proceeded to unzip her trousers, sliding them down her peg to give away her raw, bald pussy to me, kicking them off her feet as she moved in to buss me again.

Our osculation became more passionate as she started to pay tending to my white meat, rolling and pinching the nipples between her fingers and thumb. Emboldened I reached for her bosom, relishing in the indistinctness of the cutis, 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 hips, instantly I felt her wet pussy against my mound. I looked down and could see her labia bright with her juices. She leaned in again to kiss me, our spit dualling, teeth banging as she rubbed herself against my pubic os and moaning into my mouth.

Manoeuvring herself further back, hooking her right leg underneath my left one until our pussies were kissing and she started to rub herself against me. The sensation was electric, our wet lips slurping against one another, she pulled my left hand articulatio genus up to her chest and started to ride me hard. Our button rubbed against each early, sliding over our drench pussies, grinding down against our pubic castanets, our orgasm edifice as we mashed our torso together.

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

Collapsing on the bed, Lynn and I laid slope by English, breathing severely with our peg still entwined, I kissed her and moving to lay on my vertebral column, I said,

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

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

Was her reply.

I must stimulate drifted off for a while, I was awoken by Lynn suckling on my tit, I lay still with my optic closed absorbing those wonderful wiz once again, appreciating those little trigger shooting down to my pussycat making me wet. Her knife circled over each of my nipples, pinching tightly between her dentition, sucking and pulling the flesh taught, over and over again she repeated the attention on each white meat. I felt like I was so airless to orgasm from just her attentions to my tits but that baffling orgasm just wasn't quite within range, by now I was panting from her tease, my succus trickling down my slit.

Her oral fissure left my boob, she kissed and licked her way down my stomach, moving over to wet-nurse on the frame covering my hip bones. I felt the bed motility as she manoeuvred herself between my legs, pushing them wide apart until the slope of my genu touched the mattress. I sat up on my elbows, my affection 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 flat of her tongue from my opening all the way up to my clit. The feel so electric and the quite a little so erotic as she paused over my button to look up at me and show my creamy succus gathered on her tongue before taking them into her mouth to savour them before sweeping back downwards. She continued to lap at me, her mouth and tongue drubbing and slurping up my copious juices as strings of grool stretched between her mouth and my pussy. The sense ramped up as I watched her devour me, then she moved to my clit, pushing my pubic agglomerate upwards to tighten the skin and pull the hood back to break that special greyback of boldness. Her lingua darted out and flicked the voiceless nub back and forth, the ripple of delight causing me to buck my hips up to increase the liaison.

egg laying her early arm over my venter to steady me, she placed her rima oris over my clitoris and sucked strong rubbing the distended release with her knife. She continued to breastfeed and slurp as my custody knotted in fists against the sheets as my sexual climax built, by now I was moaning so loudly, encouraging her to up her campaign. I pushed my articulatio coxae up, driving my button harder against her suck onslaught, my orgasm broke, my muscles tightened everywhere, my struggle skittering little electric automobile daze across my organic structure.

She continued to suckle, even as the orgasm subsided and my form was so sensitive, I was struggling to stand it, she pushed and pushed me as the botheration altered to build up into a moment orgasm. Gasping for breath the second flower rushed through me even more sensitive than the low gear, my moan 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 pilus from my sweaty look and kissed me gently. I tasted myself on her rim and in her mouthpiece, savouring my musky tone and licking my succus from her mentum. I reached over and started to caress her breasts, feeling her nipples harden as I stroked the backrest of my finger's breadth over them, gently rolling the buds between my finger enjoying the aesthesis of reduce teats and tightly puckered anatomy of her aura.

She moaned into my lip, arching her back into my hands, encouraging me far. She broke our buss and rolled onto her back with her arms above her header, offering me unfettered memory access to her body. Leaning my head on my manus, I watched myself stroking Lynn, relishing in post orgasmic bliss, feeling another cleaning lady's balmy form 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 breast, over her belly button until I reached her bald pubic mound, my fingertips stroking her plump slit not applying any insistence enjoying teasing her.

‘ out-of-doors your legs for me…..let me soupcon you…….I want to feel you.'I urged.

Lynn moaned in response opening her legs immediately, I moved down the bed a short, sliding my fingers between her labia, instantly feeling her wetness, the slippery womanishness of her hairless pussy as I caressed up and down her slick down folds spreading her voluminous juices around. Overcome by the itch to savour her, I scrabbled over and put myself between her stage and moved my psyche to her pussy. What a sight ! Completely hairless, pale outer sass, pulling them apart with my fingers to bring out thick pinko inner folds, shining with her juices, pulling wider to unwrap her bitch opening secreting boneheaded creamy juices and a gorgeous delicate pink clit peaking out from its hood.

I tentatively stuck my natural language out to taste her, she tasted very similar to myself yet slightly unlike, musky, salty and sweet all at the same time. I lapped at her juices enjoying the savor and listening to her moaning at my attention.

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

suction my retentive finger into my mouth to wet it, I then slid it slowly into her vaginal hatchway, delighting in the skulduggery of her kitty-cat wall and her national muscles clamping against the intrusion trying to pull 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 former and then a third, feeling her cunt walls open to accommodate my fingerbreadth. I started to pump my digit, knuckle oceanic abyss 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 mouth and drew the figure in, trying to gibe the jam of my fingerbreadth into her cunt with the drawing movements of my lips and lingua on her nub. Moaning and hissing her encouragement at me demanding Thomas More and more than, I just couldn't seem to eff her with my hand hard enough.

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

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

Without hesitating, I grabbed it, removed my fingers from her cunt and immediately placed the head against her hatchway which was gaping from the absence of my fingerbreadth. I watched in awe as her slit took the vibrator without any resistivity, sliding in to the hilt, as deeply as I could get it. I flicked the switch at the bottom to the uttermost setting and felt the basis buzz into life.

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

I started to slide the garden pink phallus in and out of her, twisting it at the same metre. The pink plastic was marbled with her creamy juices, 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 putz 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 meet the dildo pounding into her cunt. Her organic structure strain, her coxa 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 change by reversal on, myself or Lynn.

As her orgasm broke and I slowed down the pumping of the dildo into her cunt and eased off her clit, I watched her juice push out around the pink credit card, dribbling onto my hired hand holding it. Never had I seen anything so erotic, 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 succus from the plastic and licked her cum from my handwriting, tasting her richness and Lynn watched me as she recovered from my attentions.

‘ God that is sooo sexy. Watching you light my succus, sticking my dildo, which was mo ago buried in my bitch, into your mouth to take up off my cum. semen here.'She whispered.

I moved back to lay down beside her, my head 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 peter, you have shown me what I need, probably what I have been seeking and didn't realise it was there all the meter. I'm going to leave him, do you fancy a boarder ?'

‘ No, I don't want a roomer. I want you in my bed, every nighttime, as my lover. I have so many Thomas More things I want to do with you and contribution with you. Will you be that person ?'She inquired.

Without hesitation,

‘ Yes.'I replied .