I had met Peter in my late teens, he was my 1st boyfriend, he took my virginity, we had been together for many, many age. Sex was very average, it wasn't until the blowup of erotic fiction onto the book marketplace that I started to take in how dirt he actually was. Sex was often uncomfortable, I never climaxed, he continually wanted me to suck him off but never gave me oral examination. 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 mechanism. My pussy would become wet, for the sake of my sanity, it was easier to suggest a porn picture show with Lesbian action, me to put myself on all fours, watching it, while he happily banged away. I still never came but at least my slit became lubricated to lodge him. I masturbated alone at every opportunity.

When I was in my deep thirties, I had a really good friendly relationship with a lady called Lynn. We got on instantaneously on our first merging, standardised likes and disfavour and ripe company. I knew she was a lesbian and I confess some of my lonely masturbation sessions were helped along by closing my eye and fantasising that Lynn was with me. We had been acquaintance for many age and never once did she show any stake in me and to be true how would I react if she did, probably run away in screen 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 good, he was working all hours and the rest of the time he was out socialising with his rugger married person. I was discontented and lonely, feeling finally that this human relationship could not dribble on, we lived together but that was no longer an excuse 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 dark. She was an excellent cook, so armed with a yoke of feeding bottle of undecomposed wine, I drove to her home looking forward to a unstrain evening with my friend.

The intellectual nourishment had been delightful, having finished pudding and cleared away, we moved to the lounge area, flopping down on the lounge to keep the second bottleful 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 substance abuse and it isn't doing either of us any good.'

‘ Do you enjoy him ?'she enquired.

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

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

‘ wellspring, he took my virginity, had no idea what stimulation was, expected me to blow 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 dull, 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 mirthful, I can't believe you are still with him after all these years if that's the way he treats you.'

I couldn't avail myself as the tears pricked the backs of my optic 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 good story. Don't ever forget that, his loss is someone else's gain.'

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

‘ Hey, smell at me.'She pushed my shoulders away from her and I brought my eyes up to look at her.

She moved forward and kissed me softly on the back talk. I pulled back in cushion at the contact. Taking my face in both her paw, she kissed me again, her lips softly bushing against mine and then I felt her lingua stroke the furrow of my sassing. I exhaled, opening my sassing to go for her lingua as she gently pushed for a recondite kiss. Her spit explored my backtalk, stroking inside, increasing the pressure and my fondness started to ticktock so fast. I was not certain 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 brass. Her caresses continued, her hands stroking the side of my neck, below my auricle and down to my dog collar bone, just soft, delicate touching, her former hired hand at the back of my neck, relaxing me with her touch. Her fingers moved to the v in my blouse, slowly undoing the buttons, lower and humbled until she had them all undone and was pulling the fabric out that was tucked in my skirt exposing my front to her.

Again, her fingerbreadth danced lightly over my hide moving back up to my decent size chest enveloped in my sheer flesh coloured bra. My mammilla pebbled hard under the gauzy translucent textile and her knuckle joint skimmed tantalisingly over them, the pads of her finger's breadth fondling the chassis 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 but predominately from her attention.

Lynn moved forward again kissing me loose mouthed, inviting me to explore her with my own tongue. Hesitating nervously, she sucked my bed lip with her own, releasing it with a suspire, I flicked out my tongue and licked her lips, finally plucking the courage up to venture my tongue into her oral cavity. Our kiss was voluptuous, a behind 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 flesh, the sense ricocheting down to my button as I moaned into her mouth. Moving across to the collar at the front of my bra she released my breasts, the textile springing away releasing my cumulation Gently she moved the material out of the way, cupping one of my pitcher's mound, rolling the nipple between her finger and thumb distortion and pulling at the sore form, then moving over to handle the former one the same. My mammilla tightened further, my clit was now throbbing achingly, her splayed fingers slid lightly over the protruding tightened mamilla, vibrating as each digit rubbed past. The sensations where so erotic, I wanted more, needed her to avail turn back the aching, the incessant throb in my clit.

I moaned into her mouth again, she stopped kissing me, moved back and looked into my centre,

‘ Tell me……. is this what you want ?'

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

snuggling my neck, her lingua licking behind my ear, I could feel her quickened breath 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 waistline exposing my scanty covered crotch. Her hand moved down to my knee closest to her, applying some air pressure as she drew circles on my interior leg with her digit. By now, overcome with the urge to sate my want, I didn't hesitate to open up my stage for her, pushing my stifle as far apart as the sofa would earmark.

Achingly slowly her finger's breadth inched up my thighs in tiny increase, teasing me beyond words, I wanted this so, so bad, my breathing space coming in unforesightful pants. She cupped my knoll, the heal of her bridge player against my pubic bone, her finger's breadth resting lightly against my incision and her fingertips against the wet fabric of my crotch. She continued to caress the hide on my chest lower and lower until her mouth closed over one of my mammilla, drawing the tingling flesh into her oral cavity, sucking hard.

The welcomed contact caused my hips to buck into her hand pushing her fingers tighter against my slit, her mouth alternating between suckling and flicking each of my tit with her tongue. Never, in all my years had I wanted to get so bad, even masturbating holding a vibrating dildo against my clitoris watching lesbian porn had brought me to this angry rise Department of 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 lavish her attentive mouth on my chest, her hand so tantalising still against the movement 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 skid them into my step-in, parting my labia, one of her fingers probing my wetness, stroking up and down, avoiding my clitoris. I gasped at the link 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 exhibit you how skilful it can feel…how it should feel…..you need to actualize how proficient I can make you feel.'She whispered against my boob. She dipped her finger's breadth into my wetness pooling at the entering to my cunt and then touched my clit, starting to slowly put on pressure, circling her fingertip over the nub, over and over, massaging it back and Forth, at the like time she continued to breastfeed my nipples alternatively.

The touch and amphetamine of the circles on my slippery shape became harder and faster as the insistence of my orgasm built, my body tightening, my fingers digging into the lavish cushion of the lounge. Her mouth sucked harder, biting the sensitive flesh and then soothing the bite with the swipe of her lingua. Her finger now flicking so fast over my clitoris, superstar shooting across my soundbox in so many directions, as I was tipped over the orgasm ledge. I wailed loudly as I came so intemperate, never had I been the receiver of such a climax, my eubstance spasmed and I felt my twat walls contract bridge and pulsing. Lynn slowed the massaging of my button as I panted through the intensity of my sexual climax, my stage felt like jelly and I felt so relaxed.

‘ Hey, land to Caroline ?'Lynn whispered looking deeply into my heart. She kissed me again, passionately, her knife 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 feel. Stay with me tonight, please ?'she pleaded.

Suddenly embarrassed at my openness I was ineffectual to answer. Lynn stood up quickly, reaching for my hand, she pulled me to my feet. My skirt fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained undecided with my unfastened bra draped to my sides. I looked down at my unwrap white meat, she put her fingers under my chin and pulled my face back up to cope with hers, stroking down the slope of one breast to circle my mamilla, the flesh tightening in response, she quietly said,

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

prehension my manus again she pulled me out of the room, up the steps and into her bedroom, closing the room access behind us. Pulling me deeper into the room until we were next to her bed, she pulled my blouse and bra from my shoulder joint, letting them drop-off to the floor. She pulled her own jumper over her head, revealing minor white meat which showed off her taught protruding pap, moving forward she embraced me and kissed me hungrily.

Breaking away, she reached behind and unzipped my skirt letting it come to the floor, the knelt at my feet and pulled my panties down and off my feet. She slant forward, breathing against my mountain, kissed my slit and returned to stand up to face me. She then proceeded to unzip her trousers, sliding them down her legs to let on her naked, barefaced pussy to me, kicking them off her feet as she moved in to osculate me again.

Our buss became more passionate as she started to pay aid to my white meat, rolling and pinching the nipple between her fingerbreadth and pollex. Emboldened I reached for her knocker, relishing in the softness of the peel, the nipples hard as I rubbed my palm against them. She pushed me down on the bed on my book binding and moved to straddle my hip joint, instantly I felt her wet slit against my mound. I looked down and could see her labia shiny with her juices. She leaned in again to kiss me, our tongues dualling, teeth banging as she rubbed herself against my pubic ivory and moaning into my mouth.

Manoeuvring herself further back, hooking her right leg underneath my unexpended one until our slit were kissing and she started to rub herself against me. The sensation was galvanising, our wet lips slurping against one another, she pulled my left knee up to her chest and started to sit me hard. Our clits rubbed against each early, sliding over our soaked twat, grinding down against our pubic osseous tissue, our orgasms edifice as we mashed our bodies together.

We were both covered in a sheen of effort as we panted from the elbow grease of chasing our orgasm, the slurping of our pussycat against each other echoed loudly in the way, the dissonance exciting us further. As we both reached our climax, 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 side by side, breathing backbreaking with our legs still entwined, I kissed her and moving to lay on my backbone, I said,

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

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

Was her reply.

I must have drifted off for a while, I was awoken by Lynn suckling on my breasts, I lay still with my eyes closed absorbing those wonderful sense once again, appreciating those lilliputian spark off shooting down to my pussy making me wet. Her tongue circled over each of my nipples, pinching tightly between her teeth, sucking and pulling the flesh taught, over and over again she repeated the attention on each knocker. I felt like I was so finish to orgasm from just her attentions to my tit but that elusive coming just wasn't quite within reach, by now I was panting from her teasing, my juice trickling down my slit.

Her mouthpiece left my breasts, she kissed and licked her way down my breadbasket, moving over to take in on the soma covering my hip off-white. I felt the bed move as she manoeuvred herself between my stage, pushing them wide apart until the side of my knees touched the mattress. I sat up on my elbows, my heart thrashing faster and faster as I watched her mouth relocation closer and closer to my pussy.

‘ You are so wet.'She exclaimed.

I gasped as she drew the flat of her clapper from my opening all the way up to my clit. The feel so galvanising and the ken so erotic as she paused over my clit to depend up at me and show my creamy succus gathered on her knife before taking them into her mouth to relish them before sweeping back downwards. She continued to lap at me, her backtalk and tongue drubbing and slurping up my copious juices as strings of grool stretched between her sass and my snatch. The sensations ramped up as I watched her go through me, then she moved to my clit, pushing my pubic hill upwards to reduce the skin and pull the hood back to reveal that special knot of nerves. Her knife darted out and flicked the concentrated nub back and Forth River, the wavelet of pleasure causing me to buck my pelvic girdle 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 distend button with her lingua. She continued to lactate and slurp as my hands knotted in fists against the tack as my climax built, by now I was moaning so loudly, encouraging her to up her efforts. I pushed my hip joint up, driving my clit harder against her sucking barrage, my coming broke, my muscles tightened everywhere, my skin skittering footling electric cushion across my eubstance.

She continued to lactate, even as the sexual climax subsided and my flesh was so tender, I was struggling to stick out it, she pushed and pushed me as the painful sensation altered to make into a indorsement orgasm. Gasping for breath the irregular peak rushed through me even more spiritualist than the first, my moans now wails as I crashed over. She eased off the imperativeness and gently lapped at the juice secreting from me as I tried to retrieve my breath.

She moved back up to lay beside me, pushing my hairsbreadth from my sweaty fount and kissed me gently. I tasted myself on her back talk and in her mouth, savouring my musky tang and licking my juices from her chin. I reached over and started to fondle her breasts, feeling her mammilla harden as I stroked the rear of my digit over them, gently rolling the buds between my fingerbreadth enjoying the sensation of tightened nipple and tightly puckered bod of her aureoles.

She moaned into my mouth, arching her back into my hired man, encouraging me further. She broke our candy kiss and rolled onto her back with her implements of war above her oral sex, offering me unfettered access to her trunk. Leaning my pass on my hand, I watched myself stroking Lynn, relishing in mail service orgasmic bliss, feeling another woman'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 manus down between her breast, over her belly button until I reached her bald pubic mound, my fingertips stroking her plump puss not applying any imperativeness enjoying teasing her.

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

Lynn moaned in answer opening her legs immediately, I moved down the bed a little, sliding my finger between her labia, instantly feeling her wetness, the slippery fogginess of her hairless cunt as I caressed up and down her slick plica spreading her copious succus around. Overcome by the urge to try her, I scrabbled over and put myself between her stage and moved my head to her slit. What a raft ! Completely hairless, pale outer sass, pulling them apart with my finger's breadth to bring out cryptical pinko inner folds, shining with her juices, pulling wider to reveal her cunt opening secreting thick creamy juice and a gorgeous delicate pinko button peaking out from its hood.

I tentatively stuck my tongue out to try 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 feel and listening to her moaning at my aid.

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

Sucking my retentive finger into my sass to wet it, I then slid it slowly into her vaginal chess opening, delighting in the slickness of her pussy bulwark and her national muscles clamping against the usurpation trying to pull my finger in deeper. I slowly pumped my digit in and out, watching my finger disappearing back and forth.

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

Emboldened, I inserted my index digit alongside the other and then a third, feeling her cunt walls open to oblige 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.

list over, I sucked her clit into my sassing and drew the flesh in, trying to jibe the jamming of my fingers into her cunt 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 sleep with her with my hired hand hard enough.

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

‘ Shove it into my twat, turn it on and sleep together me hard !'She ordered.

Without hesitating, I grabbed it, removed my digit from her slit and immediately placed the head against her opening which was gaping from the absence of my digits. I watched in awe as her pussy took the vibrator without any resistance, sliding in to the hilt, as deep as I could get it. I flicked the permutation at the merchant ship to the level best circumstance and felt the Qaeda buzz into life.

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

I started to slither the pink phallus in and out of her, twisting it at the Same time. The pinko plastic was marbled with her creamy juice, the opening of her cunt the flesh dragging back and forth over the objective. 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. nooky it concentrated and deeper into me…….Suck me……harder….more…..Oh yes, just like that…….don't stop.'She was gasping now, bucking up to fulfil the dildo pounding into her cunt. Her body tensed, her hips remaining in the air as her climax 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 grow on, myself or Lynn.

As her climax broke and I slowed down the pumping of the dildo into her cunt and eased off her clitoris, I watched her juices push out around the pink charge card, dribbling onto my 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 sass. I sucked her juice 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 make clean my succus, sticking my dildo, which was consequence ago buried in my cunt, into your mouth to suck off my cum. ejaculate here.'She whispered.

I moved back to lay down beside her, my foreland resting on her shoulder, her arm around me and my hired man palming her beautiful breast. 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 metre. 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 lover. I have so many more things I want to do with you and share with you. will you be that soul ?'She inquired.

Without hesitancy,

‘ Yes.'I replied .