Loading...Annie and I sat a table in the back of the bar, drinking slowly. It had been an interesting and stimulating night. She had asked me to meet her for drinks. I wanted to get out of the house, and welcomed the excuse. I had driven the forty or so miles to her apartment, and we had walked to the bar, and started drinking. It loosened both of our inhibitions, and before we knew it we were into talking about sex, hot and nasty.
We got to talking about past hot and cold lovers, and in her case boyfriends, a couple of past husbands, and her present one, who she was thinking seriously of shedding. We got pretty explicit in our descriptions of sex, what we liked, and what we didn’t with them. Annie is a cute lady and very sexy. Short brown hair, stylishly cut, framed a really lovely face. Her eyes are brown, not quite as dark brown as mine. She had on a rather low cut top and it exposed the slopes of her breasts. I found my eyes kept going to the rounded soft slopes of her breasts. She had on an expensive looking, sexy bra that really showed them off. I could see almost to the nipples when she moved just right. Her breasts were really beautiful, and I don’t remember ever being attracted to a woman’s breasts before.
We sat close, as it was pretty noisy in the place. I could smell her nice exotic perfume and I could feel the heat of her thigh, as her leg pressed against mine from time to time. She laid her hand on my arm several times and I found I really liked her being so near. She put her hand on my thigh several times also, lightly as women do, but nothing sexual or overt. We had several men come to the table to try to talk us up, but we weren’t having any.
I liked the feel of her hand on my arm, and covered her hand with mine, and left it there for a long while, even stroking her hand lightly. I felt strange doing this, but it was so nice to be with such a warm caring women. With all of our rather nasty sex talk, I felt my clit get stiff, and it ached to be touched. I crossed my legs and squeezed my thighs together. I can almost climax that way. Her sexy brown eyes kept holding mine and I felt lost in them. It really felt nice to be with her and talk so intimately. We got a little nasty at times talking trash.
Finally we decided to call it a night. We had walked to the bar from her apartment, so had a nice walk back. We were both tipsy, and she put her arm around my waist to steady us both up. I found I liked that too. I put my arm around her waist and we moved down the street close, bodies touching. She made a joke and even kissed me on the cheek as we walked. I found I loved that. It felt almost like a first date between lovers. Her body felt warm under my hand. I slid it up and down her cute ass a little. If she noticed, she didn’t object or comment on it.
Annie asked me to spend the night and I gratefully accepted. I recognized that I was really far-gone, and no way was I going to drive home. I didn’t want to take a taxi home, too expensive, besides I would have had to come back for the car the next day.
I called my husband and he sounded a little grouchy, but agreed that was the best thing for me. Annie got me a pj top to sleep in, as that’s what she always wore. I slipped into the bathroom to put it on. I looked into the full-length mirror when I took my clothes off and liked what I saw, a nicely shaped, dark headed woman, early thirties, who takes good care of her 5’ 5’ body, and nice C cup breasts that would still pass the pencil test. My legs are shapely and I looked down and found that the crotch of my rather sexy, and thin panties were wet. Damn, did being close to Annie do that?
I slipped on the top and got the new toothbrush Annie had laid out for me and brushed my teeth, than brushed my long black hair out, making it shine. Not a bad package, I decided in my slightly inebriated state. I winked at my image in the mirror. The dark eyed senorita winked back at me saucily, and tossed her long back hair sexily.
I came out of the bathroom and Annie had her back to me. Her panty-clad ass was really sexy. She turned around and was putting on her pj top. She stood a moment before pulling it closed and buttoning it up. Full lovely, rounded breasts, at least a D cup, with large nipples, rounded domes, the tips erect, and just a little reddened. Had she just tweaked them? I stared at them. Sexy!
I also wondered if she had purposely waited for me to come in and catch her partly nude. Was it my fuzzyheaded thinking, or was she purposely displaying her body to me? What ever it was, I liked what I saw.
“You have beautiful breasts.” I said without thinking. Well, it was the truth!
“Yours are not bad either, Lovely One. Find the toothbrush?” She got into bed and lay down.
The tops didn’t cover our crotches, and the thin cloth accentuated both of our pubic mounds. She had on thin, sexy panties also. Did I see a trace of dark wetness at her crotch too? She was certainly looking down at mine.
She turned on the TV and we watched a little of the news, then she turned the sound off. We lay there, just the TV light illuminating the room. It was warm and we didn’t even pull the sheet up over ourselves. We lay on our backs talking. Again the topic was sex.
“Mari, do you get yourself off?” Annie asked me, with a naughty grin.
I was embarrassed at first, but my inhibitions were way down. “Sure, I guess every woman does. Don’t you?”
“Oh God yes, I do it all the time. I get so damn hot sometimes.” She laughed
“I’ve never told another woman that I did it. I have had friends ask, and I always lied and said I didn’t!” I giggled. “You are the first to know the awful truth!”
“I don’t lie about it. Hell, everyone gets themselves off. Vibrators, fingers, a pulsing shower head. I even have been known to do a long necked wine bottle. Why deny a fact of life?”
“A wine bottle?” I laughed out loud. “A long necked wine bottle?” We both laughed at that. We lay there for a while not talking. The mental image of her sliding a long necked wine bottle deep in her pussy really got me hot. She turned toward me and looked at me a long time. I turned toward her. We were only inches apart.
“Have you ever been with, well, you know, made love to a women?” Annie asked, her voice a little hoarse. I caught the faint odor of her perfume; her body heat seemed to reach out to me.
I though about it a long time. I had experimented a little with a friend when I was very young. We just looked, but did little else. “No, not really. A friend and I just looked at each other’s pussies, touched just a little, but that was about it. How about you?”
“No. No, at least not yet. I’ve thought about it though.” She said slowly as if a lot of thought went behind it. “I guess every woman thinks about it at some time in their life.” She lay there looking at me.
The silence was long, and I wondered what she was thinking. My heart was racing a little. I closed my eyes and made my breathing slow down. I wanted to reach out and touch her. I heard Annie sigh softly. Regret? I lay, eyes closed pretending to be asleep.
I used a ploy I had learned as a child, I put my arm up over my face shielding my eyes from the light of the TV set which illuminated us softly. Shadowed, she couldn’t tell if my eyes were open or closed. The TV hummed faintly in the background. I opened one eye slightly looking over at Annie. She lay still for several minutes, then her hand went to her breast, and she slowly began to caress it through the cloth, and pull at the nipple. My clit started to become harder. It had never really gotten soft. It screamed for me to stroke it, but she would have seen me do it!
Annie looked over at me, making sure my eyes were closed; I guess, then unbuttoned her top slowly and pulled the cloth aside. Her breasts had softened as she lay, but were lovely full mounds. She stroked them slowly and pulled at the nipples and I could see her rolling them between her fingers. I loved doing that to mine. I wanted to do the same. My heart raced as I watched. She began to cup and knead her breasts softly and sensuously. Her nipples had elongated, hardened to two up thrust points.
God, I would love to be doing that to her breasts! What was I thinking? I knew it was the drinks. My pussy was wet, and my clit felt like it would explode. I think as she said, every woman, at one time or another thinks, and wonders what it would be like to make love to another women. At least most of the women I have ever asked, said they had wondered, even if they never did anything about it – another woman’s soft smooth body against yours. I remembered feeling her thigh against mine earlier, her body rubbing against me softly as we walked home, my hand on her pert ass as we walked. I watched her fingers pulling and rolling her breasts; I realized my mouth was watering.
I took my arm down and her eyes immediately went to me. She froze. Eyes open, I was looking at her. No words were spoken. I unfastened my top and pulled it open. I cupped my breasts and squeezed them. She slowly resumed playing with hers. I pulled at my nipples and rolled them into hard long points. God that felt so good! Sometimes I can actually feel my pussy lubricate, this was one of those times.
Looking in my eyes, Annie’s hand moved down and slid under her panties and down to her crotch. I moaned softly as I watched. Her hand began to slowly move up and down under the thin cloth. Masturbating! Masturbating while I watched! The way the cloth tented, I could see her middle knuckle raised, the tip pressed inward. I knew her finger was slipping along her pussy lips.
I couldn’t stand it a moment longer and slid my hand down and inside my panties. I slid my finger along my pussy lips and they were very wet and slippery. I moaned out loud as my finger touched my hard clit. I suddenly made a decision. I pulled my hand out, and using both hands, slid my panties down, rolled my hips slightly and whisked them off. I threw them aside and my hand went back to my pussy and began to masturbate while Annie watched.
She sat up and quickly slipped off her pj top and then her panties. She took them and put them to her face and inhaled. I caught my breath. Then she reached over and put the wet crotch against my nose. I sobbed aloud and smelled her excitement. She leaned over and kissed me lightly on the lips, soft and so tender I almost cried. She pulled back and lay down facing me. Her thighs parted and she spread her legs wide and her fingers played over her pussy.
I looked at her pussy, soft brown hair at the top, neatly trimmed. She had it shaved below, leaving her pussy bare. As her fingers moved, I watched fascinated as her juices gleamed on her fingers, and spread pussy lips. I never realized how lovely a woman’s sex was.
My own fingers were sliding along my pussy lips. I found my clit, hard and erect. I rolled it slowly with my finger, wet and slippery from my juices. Her eyes were riveted to my pussy as mine were to hers. I spread my thighs wider, pushing my hips forward a little, giving her a good look at my sex. I could smell the excited aroma of her heated sex, so erotic, so very sensual. I imagined she could smell my excitement too!
We lay inches apart masturbating slowly, openly masturbating for each other. I moved my other hand down, slid first one, then two fingers inside myself, deep and hard. I was drenched and my fingers slid inside with no effort, deep inside my pussy. My other hand strummed my clit, rolling my hard nub under my finger pad, around and around. I slid a third finger inside, and began to finger fuck myself. My wet pussy made little liquid noises. Did it excite her?
Annie’s fingers were strumming her clit. Her other hand at her breast, squeezing it, and pulling at the nipple. It looked like she would pull it off. She twisted and pulled it to impossible lengths.
I watched her fingers playing over her clit, a finger on either side of it rubbing slowly up and down. Her breast danced as she pulled at the nipple, lengthening it, then letting the nipple pop out from between her fingers. Her beautiful full breasts bounced and wobbled delightfully till she caught the nipple again, pulling, making her soft looking breast tent up as she pulled on the nipple again, over and over. Each time it slipped from her fingers her breast seemed to bounce and shiver. I had never seen anything so exciting before.
I stroked my clit, my fingers bringing ecstatic pleasure to my firm clit. I teased it, watching her fingers playing over her own clit. I wished I had the courage to reach over and replace her fingers with mine, but I didn’t have that in me. My brain was in turmoil. I wanted to, but was afraid. ‘Wimp,’ my mind screamed, ‘Do it!’ I couldn’t!
The little liquid sounds my fingers thrusting deep inside my dripping pussy seemed to fill the room. I rotated my fingers as I thrust them. I was on fire! I wanted my pussy noises to drive Annie wild. Her eyes were on my pussy; her head bowed forward watching, the tendons in her neck wire taut. Our breathing became more labored as we masturbated in full view of each other.
I increased the tempo of my fingers, fucking them deep inside my pussy, and the other hand, drawing circles around and around my clit, and driving myself toward a climax. I began to pant, and moan, as my climax was so close.
I was the first to cum. I cried out and my hips shot forward and my hands became a blur of motion as I rolled my clit, and pumped my fingers deep inside my raging pussy. My eyes were riveted to her pussy, watching her fingers playing over her clit. I could just see it pink and swollen as she moaned aloud, and her face became a mask of passion, distorted by her climax.
Annie screamed out her climax, a long wails of ecstasy, a long series of “Oho, oho, oho, oho,” each utterance, a two syllable sound, then a long quavering “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh” as she exploded. I fought to keep my eyes open, riveted to her body as it writhed and her hips thrust and moved with her passion.
Watching this beautiful sexy woman cum beside me was so erotic. I’d seen in on videos, but Annie, my best friend, was actually, physically, beside me, I could hear her every gasp, every two syllable “o ho” she gasped out, I could smell her pussy, hear the liquid sounds of her masturbating so close to me. We moaned and sobbed out as we lay writhing in passion so close together, yet not touching.
I don’t know if it was one long orgasm, or several close together, but mine seemed to go on and on, hers too. We seemed to feed off of each other’s passion, and cries of ecstasy.
Finally, our passions slowed, then ceased, and we lay close together panting. Her arm fell to the side and touched me. I jumped slightly then relaxed and reached over took her hand, brought it to my lips and kissed it. I could smell the wonderful odor of her sex on it, and I held it for a long moment close to my nose, drinking in the odor of her sex, her pussy.
I though about slipping it into my mouth to taste her juices, but just kissed her fingers again. They were wet with her juices. I felt her wetness, her pussy juices, against my lips. I let her hand go and she laid it against my face and stroked my cheek for a long wonderful moment. I felt the wetness, her pussy wetness, against my skin. God, how sexy! It made a chill run through my body, almost like a mini climax.
“Damn, that felt good!” Annie finally moaned, smiling over at me. Her eyes locked onto mine, closed for a moment, and then opened wide looking at me, mesmerizing me!
I was afraid to talk. I don’t think I could have. I just nodded, smiled into her eyes and grinned. I pulled the pj top closed, buttoned it up, then turned in the bed and lay facing away from her. As I tried to go to sleep she sat up. I could hear the soft rustles as she put on her top and lay back down.
I thought a moment of what we had done. I could still smell the delightful odor of her pussy on my lip, my tongue slid out to where her wet fingers had touched it. I licked slowly and tasted the distinct taste of her on my lips, salty, slightly tart, and so sexy. I smiled, made myself relax, and drifted off to sleep.
I awoke to the delightful smell of bacon frying. It took a moment for me to orient myself. I got up, found my discarded panties and slipped them on, then went to the bathroom. Before I washed my hands I smelled them. The distinct smell of my pussy on them. Had we really done that? Yes, we had! I washed my hands, thinking of the smell and taste of Annie’s pussy on my lips. I shivered slightly. My tongue slid out, but the taste was gone, licked off the evening before. I sighed looking at myself in the mirror. “Wimp!” I whispered at my image.
I had wanted to touch her, make love with her, but I had been afraid. Would I ever do it? I didn’t know. It was one thing to wish it, another to actually make love to a good friend. The indecision and doubt hung there. I splashed water on my face, dried it, and went to find Annie, and see her in the light of day.
Annie was in the kitchen in just her pj top and her sexy panties. I was a little embarrassed at first. She turned to me, winked and smiled. “Old Friend, I think we were a little smashed last night. Agreed?”
“Only a little smashed? I think we were really snockered. Bombed out of our gourds!” I said as I started to set the table.
She stood there a moment then looked at me. I looked into her lovely brown eyes. “But, damn! That was sexy! I’ve never brought myself off with another woman in bed with me. Damn that was really clit stiffening.” She said shaking her head a little. “Watching you climax and rub your pussy. By the way, you have an absolutely beautiful body.”
I know I blushed. I nodded. I managed to croak out “You too!” She laughed at my almost loss of voice, and we both broke up.
A week later my husband came home on the weekend with a porn film. We love to watch them, get all lovey and fuck on the couch while they played on the big screen TV. This night was no exception. We had a few drinks, and we both were excited. Jeff got me in my favorite position where I sat astride his lap on the couch and he entered me from behind. We could watch the TV that way and he could reach around and play with my tits, rub my clit, and I could post up and down on his long hard cock.
We both were getting really hot; he was deep inside me, rubbing my breasts, and kneading them expertly. Then the scene changed and two women were in bed together.
I swear it was almost exactly like Annie and I, same positions, they both had their pj tops open and were masturbating. It was almost shockingly real to me. An omen?
“Damn, that’s sexy. Is that what you and Annie did the other night.” He asked.
I was startled, thinking he knew, but there was no way he could have known, and I seemed to hesitate a lifetime before I could answer. I managed to calm myself and mock, “You men are all alike, you just want to see two women together, don’t you?” I asked.
Jeff laughed behind me and squeezed my breasts firmly. “Hey, those two look a lot like you and Annie, don’t they?” He asked, a little surprised.
The two women began to kiss and fondle each other. They did look a lot like Annie and I in face, bodies, and in coloring. The scene was done so tenderly, so realistically, one of the best I had seen. Soft and slow, building up gently, gradually. Each seemed to really be making tender love to the other, as if there were real love between them. Finally, they turned in the bed and went into a 69. My pussy almost exploded.
“God, I’d love to really see that actually happen. Wouldn’t you, Hon?” He said his hips thrusting up against me.
I couldn’t answer, not if my life depended on it. I lost all contact with reality, it WAS Annie and I on the screen, sucking, licking, fingers probing and slipping into wet slippery holes. I BECAME the woman on the screen. I licked Annie’s pussy; I could still remember the exact smell, the taste of her pussy juice after a week.
I began to climax and screamed out. My hips pumped up and down, my hand went to my pussy and frantically rubbed my clit. It was impossibly hard and erect. I watched Annie lick my pussy, saw her lips close over my pink clit, suck it over and over, her tongue slide out to rub my clit, her tongue become a blur of movement as it vibrated against my swollen clit.
I screamed over and over, my body out of control. Annie’s tongue WAS in my pussy; my mouth WAS covering her delicious fragrant, pulsing, flowing, sex fountain. I could taste her; smell her, as I exploded over and over. My universe was her pussy, my lips, my tongue sliding into her, tasting her. My nose smelled the deliciously woman’s odor of her, her excitement, and her passion. I screamed out my ecstasy.
I came to later, my husband beside me, bathing my face with a cold wet rag. I managed a weak smile as I realized what had happened.
“Damn, Honey, you had me scared for a moment. You went wild, I have never seen you so hot, climax so many times, so strongly, or for so long! Your pussy clamped down on my cock, and when I exploded inside you your pussy was so tight, I could hardly stand it. I think you put a permanent crimp in my pride and joy!” He laughed and kissed me.
I smelled my pussy on his lips, as he always goes down on me at the first of our lovemaking. I almost fainted again. It brought back the odor of Annie’s pussy on my lips. A slightly different odor, but so very similar! I shuddered. I licked my juices off of his face, and he hugged me hard. Jeff loves it when I do that to him.
“I can’t ever remember you being so hot you passed out. Damn, I’m going to buy that video!” He laughed. The next day he did!
It was a couple of weeks later, and my husband had gone on a business trip. I got to thinking about Annie, and what we had done. It made my clit hard, and it throbbed almost painfully. I got the video and put it on, lay on the couch, naked, and had a whole series of very intense climaxes watching the video. It was almost like Annie and I were making love in it. It was uncanny. I had just had a fantastic series of climaxes and lay spent, weak, and still panting heavily when the phone rang.
“Hi, you Sexy Wench. What are you doing?” She asked voice all bubbly and full of fun.
“No much. Watching TV.” I said still out of breath, my voice still weak.
“Watching TV, sure, sounds like you and Jeff are having a sex bout. If it’s inconvenient, I’ll call back later.” She said with a chuckle in her voice.
“No, he’s out of town for about a week. I really was watching TV.” I said trying my best to sound normal, but I was still out of breath and shaken. Talking to her after just fantasizing about us having sex was hard. My voice wasn’t up to lying like that. I have trouble sometimes doing that.
“Must be some program, you watching a porn network? Come on tell Aunt Annie!” She said lowering her voice in a conspiratorial tone.
“OK. OK.” I laughed, “I have to admit it. I was watching a porn video. Jeff bought it a couple of weeks ago. It is really good. And yes, I was getting off to it! There, satisfied ‘Auntie Annie’!” We laughed.
“I knew it!” She exploded in laughter! “You sounded like you had just had a sex marathon. I just called to see if you’d like to come over this Friday night and we could bar hop again.
“I found a new restaurant and bar that has really nice atmosphere; good drinks, and it is quiet. I didn’t think there were any of those anymore. Please come on over, you can spend the night as Jeffey won’t be home. Please?” She said softly. I couldn’t say no. I accepted.
“Bring that video with you too! I want to see what got you so hot and bothered. You Sexy Wench you!” Annie laughed as she hung up.
Friday evening I pulled up to her door, nervous as a bride on her wedding night. Why? I didn’t really know. Was I hoping for a repeat of our previous night? Going further? My mind was in turmoil. She met me at the door looking like a million dollars. She had a new slinky dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her flawless breasts seemed half exposed. I had to tear my eyes away from them.
“Whoa, you are really sexy tonight. A vision of loveliness. I love what you have done with your hair, and that dress, God you look sexy, good enough to eat!” She teased.
I had worn a new rather low cut dress that showed off my breasts well, and some really sexy under things from Victoria’s Secret. The new bra pushed my breasts up and the dress showed them to their best advantage. I had spent a lot of money dressing up for her. I had piled my hair up in a French bun and looked quite smashing, I thought. It gave a sophisticated look with just the right touch of sexiness. She obviously had done the same thing for me. I put my overnight bag in the bedroom and came out a little nervously.
“Did you bring that video?” She asked as we went out to get into a taxi. I told her I had.
She took me to a very nice restaurant with a fabulous atmosphere, a live piano and soft music. We sipped our drinks, sat and talked, sitting close to each other. There was no noise to make us sit so close, we just moved till we were touching. She laid her hand on my arm and stroked it softly, lightly. I loved it
“Have you thought about what happened last time?” She finally asked after we had run out of trivial things to talk about.
I hesitated a long while, I wanted to answer, but was afraid. “Annie, it was an evening I will never forget.” I said with feeling. “It was fantastic. Watching you masturbate right beside me was really sexually exciting. I just don’t know how to handle it is all.” I said and my voice had a little quaver on the end I hated.
“I couldn’t get it out of mind.” Anne said, softly, with lots of emotion in her voice. “I kept seeing you beside me. You have a really sexy body and I’ve never had a woman so close like that before. Watching you, with your fingers buried inside yourself, made me hotter than I ever have been in my while life. Hearing those little squishy sounds your ——- ”
Thankfully at that moment the waiter brought our dinner. I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to tell her how sexy it made me, how seeing the video made me think of making mad, passionate love to her. We ate in silence for a few minutes then I said something that made us both laugh, and the serious sex talk was gone. I wondered what she was thinking, relief? It had gotten rather intense for a moment.
We had a wonderful leisurely dinner with lots of wine. We were feeling no pain when we finished the meal. We went into the bar, a small intimate place. There weren’t many people there. It was an off night for them I guess. They had a small dance floor and the music was soft and romantic. I liked it, not noisy, and blasting out like most bars.
“I like this place. So quiet and soft.” I told her as we sipped our drinks. Several couples were on the floor slowly moving around holding each other close. A nice romantic feeling permeated the softly lit room. I don’t know why I asked her, but I said, ”Would you like to dance? I miss it. I haven’t been dancing in a long time. I enjoy a slow dance.”
“I’d love to. I haven’t danced in a while either. I adore slow dancing.” Annie said getting up.
We moved onto the floor, and put our arms up. We laughed as we both held them like we did when danced with the men. We adjusted them and slid together still a little awkwardly. We stood there waiting for the other to lead. We laughed again, and at the same instant said “You lead!”
We stood giggling, still on the edge of the dance floor. Several of the couples were looking at us and grinning. They could see we had probably never done this before. I had, but it had been a long time ago in high school with a friend who had taken charge of the situation. I was embarrassed, and finally Anne took the lead, and we danced slowly away. It felt nice to have her leading.
“Thanks,” I said. “You can tell I’m new at dancing with a woman.”
“So am I! But I like it.” She smiled, and pulled me a little closer. “Particularly since it’s you.” My heart skipped a beat.
We danced several sets before we went back to the table, and had a couple more drinks. The next time we went onto the floor we were both more than a little lit, and Anne took the lead without a word. One other couple was on the floor and it was very quiet in the room. It felt so good to have Anne holding me. I snuggled a little closer to her. I could feel her full breasts against mine and her hand moved down to pull my hips closer to her. I adjusted a little and we danced close, bodies together. Her thigh was pressed against my pussy.
“Those breasts of yours are so damn sexy in that dress. I think if I were a men, I’d have a hard-on right now!” Anne whispered. Her soft warm breath on my ear made goose bumps jump up on my arms.
I nuzzled my head against hers, and smelled her perfume and the clean smell of her hair. I almost drank it in, and it made my head spin a little. “I know what you mean. I love the smell of your perfume and the feel of your body against mine. Are we bad?”
She didn’t answer, but pulled me closer to her, and turned her head slightly and kissed my cheek lightly. We danced a few more slow dances then went back to the table and finished our drinks.
“I think I’m ready to call it a night. I’m a little light headed.” I said looking at her in the soft light. She looked like a sex goddess. Her half covered breasts seem to glow in the soft light. “I don’t think all of it is the drinks either!”
“I feel the same way Mari. Dancing with you has been really wonderful. Thank you!” She said leaning over and kissing me lightly on the lips. It made me feel like a million dollars. At another table I saw a woman catch the kiss, she smiled at me and winked. I blushed.
We got a taxi and sat close together in the back, holding hands. I felt like a teenager on her first date. We went in her apartment, and Annie poured us another drink for a nightcap.
“I want to see that video you brought. It must really be something.” She said.
“Let’s get comfortable and watch it. I want to get out of these things and into something more comfortable.” I said, my heart pounding, wondering where this was leading us. I had rehearsed that clichéd movie line a dozen times in my mind in the taxi.
We went into the bedroom together, and undressed slowly. We stood watching each other as we did. No false modesty this time. We slid out of our dresses and slips, then stood facing each other while we took off our bras. She rolled her shoulders to let the straps slip off, pulled the bra slowly away, and her breasts settled slightly, full rounded globes. Her nipples were erect and standing up and pointed outward slightly.
“God, you have beautiful breasts, Annie.” I whispered. I pulled my bra off and she looked at my breasts, her eyes going from one to the other.
“Fantastic! I wish mine were smaller. In a few years, they will droop. Yours will be beautiful for years to come.”
I think I blushed. I slid my panties off and stood up straight. I had trimmed my pussy a little more, and shaved below in a bikini cut. It was smooth and bare now. Her eyes went to it.
“Damn, you really are a Sexy Wench! You shaved your pussy. I like that.” She said her voice a little hoarse. She slid her own thin, sexy panties off and she had done the same. I grinned and pointed. We laughed.
I got my short gown out of my overnight bag and put it on facing her. Was I showing off for her? I didn’t bother with panties under it.
She put on a rather sexy pj top that was cut low in front with lace accenting her smooth breasts. To my chagrin, she did put on panties as the top came above her pussy, but they were wisps of nothing. I could make out her pubic hair through them, and when she pulled them up slightly, they rode up into her pussy, delineating her lips.
We hung our dresses in the closet, and took our drinks into the living room. She put the tape in the VCR. We sat on her large couch, put our bare feet on the coffee table, and watched and drank as the sexy plot unfolded. We laughed and made silly comments as the principals fucked and sucked.
Then the two women began to kiss and caress, suddenly we both got very quiet. I knew what was coming and looked at Annie as the two beautiful women got in bed, lay down almost exactly like we had done, and began to masturbate side by side. Annie looked over at me and her eyes got wide.
“God, that’s fantastic. They look almost like us, lying there together.” She was very quiet for a long time, eyes glued to the screen. The two beautiful women began kissing each other, fondling and stroking each other. They finally moved into a 69 and began to eat each other with such wonderful tenderness and love.
“Is this what you were watching the other day when I called?” She asked eyes on the screen, voice very soft.
I managed a barely audible “Uh huh.”
“No wonder it got you so hot watching it. It’s almost like us when we were masturbating beside each other. God, that 69 is so sexy. They even look a little like us. It’s so real. Damn it’s so hot!” She said and fell silent watching the two lick and suck each other in tender and joyous sensuality. I was so glad Jeff had bought it, and Annie had asked me to bring it with me.
The hot Lesbian scene ended and she looked over at me, slowly leaned close and kissed me, gently on the lips. I closed my eyes and just let her kiss me. Her hand moved over and cupped my breast gently, lightly, and I moaned softly and started returning her kiss lightly at first. It felt so soft, so gentle. I put my hand on top of hers and pressed her hand against my breast a little harder, telling her it was OK.
She pulled back barely. “Did you think about me and you when you were masturbating? You did, didn’t you? You had to, it’s almost like us up there.” She said, her mouth so close her breath was on my lips, feather soft.
“Yes, it WAS us up there. I was making love to you, you were loving me.” I said, my voice barely audible.
I leaned in and kissed her, her lips soft, wet. I moved my head from side to side slightly, our wet lips sliding sensuously together. My tongue slid out and traced across her lips, so soft, so erotic. I moved a little closer to her so our bodies now touched. Her warm soft breasts pressed against mine. I reached out with a trembling hand and slid it under her breast, cupping it. I felt the soft contours of her breast through the soft fabric. I lifted slightly, weighing the magnificent mound in my hand. I actually shivered.
We came up for air. “I’ve wanted this to happen for so long.” Anne said. “I wanted it, but was afraid I’d drive you away.”
“I know,” I managed to say; the feelings were so intense I could hardly talk. “I have wanted you too, but were afraid you wouldn’t want me in the same way. I guess we both were a little afraid.”
“It won’t change anything between us, I promise!” Annie said looking into my eyes with such love I almost melted.
“No, I promise too. I want you for my friend forever. We both want this. Eyes wide open! Making love together, two best friends!” I said with such passion in my voice it almost brought tears to my eyes. I saw it had the same effect on her.
We moved together and slowly kissed again, leaning back against the couch, kissing and fondling each other’s breasts softly and tenderly. We unbuttoned the tops and slid them off. It felt so wonderful to feel her full globe in my hand, the tender warm flesh, sliding over my hand, weighing it in my hand. Fantastic! No wonder men love women’s breasts so much. I felt her nipple, now hard and erect, press against my palm and slide over it as I moved my hand across her wonderful breast.
I moaned as her hand did the same for me. She ran her fingers across my nipple making it almost vibrate as her fingers slid over it, bumping across the sensitive tip. Her tongue slid into my mouth hot and alive.
I love tongue kissing, and she was an expert at it. Her tongue is long, and she knew how to twine it with mine, and caress the inside of my mouth. She seemed to know all the sensitive spots in my mouth. I shuddered momentarily thinking what it could do in my pussy. I love to be eaten, and the thought of her tongue sliding inside my pussy, was a deliciously wicked thought, making me weak. I was glad I was sitting down.
We broke apart for a minute, letting our passions cool down, teasing ourselves. She reached over and got my drink and handed it to me. On the TV the two women were back kissing and making love, their moans very passionate. We were more interested in each other now than the TV.
She took a sip of hers. “I love this, you are so soft, and such a wonderful kisser. Your hand seems to know just how much to caress and cup my breast. I’m glad we finally broke the ice.” She said her hot hand stroking my bare thigh. I covered her hand with mine.
“Ohh, Annie, so am I. If we had just done this when we first met.” I said leaning over to give her a light kiss. “Think of all the time we have wasted.”
“What would Jeff think if he finds out?” She said with a wicked smile.
That thought had never occurred to me. “I don’t know, I won’t tell him if you don’t!” I grinned back teasing her.
“If he is like most men, he’ll think it’s really great, and want to get the two of us together with him in the middle.” She laughed. “I think he would sure want to, if he knew.”
“You are probably right. Jeff did ask the other night if we had gotten together. For a horrible moment, I thought he knew, but he was just being his usual macho self. He just had to have that tape – had to. God, I was so glad! I think if he hadn’t, I would have run down and bought it. Now I can kid around with him about it, find out how he really feels. Hypothetically, how he would feel about us making love. He’ll never know I’m really feeling him out about it!”
She took my drink and set it aside with hers. I didn’t need any encouragement and slipped into her arms again. I leaned close and our breasts rubbed. It felt fantastic. I leaned closer and swayed my upper body, rubbed my nipples against her smooth skin. It felt so erotic. We kissed and her hand went to her breast, cupping it, then took her hard nipple and rubbed it back and forth across my nipple. I had never felt anything like it before. I had never thought about a woman doing that to me. It was wonderful. We held each other, tongues flicking and probing as she rubbed her nipple against mine.
I pulled back a little and moved to the side, kissed her cheek, and moved to kiss and nibble on her ear. She moaned and squeezed my breast. I licked behind her ear, a sensitive place on me. She shivered when I did it, and her hand squeezed my breast harder.
I moved down, licked and kissed her neck. Her other hand went to my head and her fingernails dug delightfully into my scalp.
“Ohh, God, that is so erotic. You are a Devil Woman, Mari.” She moaned out.
I felt like I was on top of the world. I was just doing what felt good to me. I bit her neck softly.
“God, I could almost cum when you do that.” She said breathlessly. “You’ve made love to a woman before, haven’t you, you lied to me!”
I licked her skin and bit her neck again, moving downward. I wanted her fantastic breasts, wanted to suck them, lick them, taste them. I left a wet trail downward, moved to her armpit and licked the soft sensitive skin there. She yelped and cried out.
“Shit, you almost made me cum. I love that. No one has ever done that to me. Tell me, you sweet Vixen, you have done it before with another woman haven’t you?” She asked grabbing my head and pulling it away from her sensitive underarm.
“No, I told you the truth. I never have. I just know that I like to have done to me.” I said shaking my head and loosening her hands from it. I kissed downward over the soft beautifully rounded slope of her breast. I licked the soft flesh. She tasted and smelled wonderful. I would have to remember to ask what sexy perfume she wore. I loved it.
Her skin tasted delightful. I kissed and licked my way over the luscious flesh till I came to her nipple. I looked at it a moment, the outer part bulging and brown, the center hard and raised. I put my lips on it and sucked gently. It tasted divine. I wondered for a moment how it would taste if she were lactating. I almost had an orgasm; I felt my clit pulse at the devilish thought. Where did that thought come from? A story somewhere?
I sucked on her nipple, while my tongue played over and around the hard tip. As I sucked I slid my hands over her breasts and stroked them, kneaded them gently. I loved the feel of the soft flesh under my hands while my lips and tongue played with her nipple. As I sucked it grew firmer, harder and longer. I sucked hard pulling my mouth back stretching her nipple still more. I cupped her breasts at the base and squeezed gently and ran my hands outward almost milking her breasts. God, it would be so sexy if she were actually lactating. I wondered if women did that together. The thought made my clit harden and almost burn. Yes, a story somewhere about that!
I remembered suckling my children and how much actual sexual pleasure it had been for me. I know I had to refrain from masturbating it felt so good. To have a woman lover suckling milk from your breast while the two of you made love would be fantastic I would think. God, the thought of it!
I sucked her nipple and stroked her breasts. I could feel them become firmer and full as I excited first one then the other, swelling them with passion. Her nipple and flesh tasted so good, I had never imagined just the taste and smell of her flesh would excite me so, but here I was, my clit feeling a throbbing in it I had seldom felt.
“Oohhh,” Annie sighed. “God that feels so good, you make me so hot. I don’t ever remember anyone sucking my breasts so long and making them so damn hard.”
I looked up into her eyes. “I never knew breasts tasted so good either. Yours are delicious to suck and lick.” I went back to her breast. I opened my mouth as far as I could and took as much of her rounded mound into it as I could and sucked. She moaned louder. I laved her breast with my tongue, as it seemed to fill my mouth. A shiver ran through me at the thought of what I was doing to my sexy friend. I moved to her other breast and gave it the same treatment. I couldn’t seem to get enough of her breasts. I squeezed her breast between my hands making it elongate into my mouth so I could suck it harder, get more of it inside my mouth. Annie moaned louder.
“God, Mari, you ‘re killing me. God I’m almost ready to cum. You are fantastic.” Her fingernails again bit into my scalp. I felt like a Goddess, making her feel so good. I had no idea it could make me feel so wonderful to give her such pleasure.
I don’t know how long I continued to suck and lick her erotic breasts; I do know that when I moved downward, they seemed to be so much harder and fuller. Had I done that? I must have. They seemed to have a soft silvery sheen to them they had not had before. They were taut, full.
A man’s cock shows an erection quickly and it’s very apparent. A woman’s breasts seem to show it less unless you are the one who made them swell with passion, and then you notice it. I kissed and licked her soft wonderful flesh downward, leaving a trail of gleaming wetness, and her nipples were still gleaming too. Annie took both nipples between her fingers and rolled them back and forth, pulling on them as she did.
I stroked and kissed downward loving every square inch of her flesh. I stroked her with my hands and fingers, reveling in the softness of her. I slid my tongue into her belly button, and sucked it lightly before I moved downward. I shifted my body a little and got between her thighs. She spread them wide for me. Silky softness nestled me there.
I felt her hot wetness against my stomach as I moved down, the light softness of her pubic hair rubbed against my sensitive skin. I pressed my stomach down against her pussy, reveling in the hot wetness of her open sex. Her pussy! I could smell her excitement, the perfume on her thighs. I wanted to drink her wonderful odors into my soul.
I kissed her stomach and my hands moved downward over her thighs thinking of the way I loved mine caressed. Slowly, taking my time, I wanting to give her excitement such as she had never known before in her life. I stroked her thighs slowly up and down, my hands feeling the warm velvet softness of her thighs, and loving every inch of them.
“You are killing me, Mari! Ohhhh!” Annie moaned.
I kissed downward and kissed the soft brown pubic hair. I ran my tongue out and over the hairs, wetting them with my almost dripping tongue. I had never done this, but I had to now. I was driven. I wanted to taste her sex, her slit, her cunt, her pussy! The heat of her pussy could be felt as I neared it. Pulling back I just looked at it a moment. Brownish lips framed the deep pinkish red of her opening – the center of her being. Beautiful, I had no idea a woman’s pussy could be so lovely. I had always thought of mine as rather unsightly.
“Oh, your pussy is lovely, it is wet and so beautiful.” I said softly, looking at it. The center pulsed as my finger neared it. Slowly I spread the outer lips apart. I caught the inner lips between my fingers and pulled them outward slightly. At the top, her pink clit peeped out, paler than her pussy flesh. ‘The little man in the boat’ looked out at me.
I firmed my grip on her pussy lips and pulled them outward. Annie moaned and gasped. I like to pull my lips, to pull them till it hurts delightfully. Annie’s reaction said she did too. I pulled alternating, one side then the other.
“Shit, Mari, I’m going to die like this. You’re killing me, Baby!” She said with a long moan.
I looked at her pussy again, breathed in the wonderful fragrance of her pussy then leaned in and kissed my first pussy! As my mouth touched her, Annie cried out. I ran my tongue out and tasted her, not her juices on my lips; this time I tasted Annie’s pussy.
I was overwhelmed by the taste, so like mine, yet subtly different. Salty, sweet, tart and so liquid. I ran my tongue up and down her slit, probing inward, tasting her juices. Over and over till suddenly she erupted as she climaxed. Her hips shot upward hard against my mouth. I slid my hands under her ass and slid my tongue into her as deeply as I could. My open mouth covered her pussy and I sucked, trying to suck her whole body into my mouth. She screamed over and over, her hands beat tattoos on the bed.
I had never had such a sensual, sexual feeling like that in my entire life. I was making another woman, my best friend climax, my Annie, cum, with my tongue, my lips. My head went from side to side burrowing my lips, my face against her liquid center. She screamed again, and I felt a sudden gush of juices flow into my mouth. I almost went crazy as the smells of her, and now the taste of her pussy flowed over my taste buds. I loved it, wanted more, sucked harder, and burrowed harder against her wet flesh. The juice was salty sweet, delicious, hers, from the most intimate part of her, inside her being.
She continued to scream and thresh, and it was all I could do to hold onto her hips and keep contact with her. I tongue fucked her, probing, shooting my tongue into her pussy as deeply as I could, while my lips sucked, wanting every drop of her essence. My clit burned and almost exploded with her. A single touch at that point in time, and I would have cum with her, but it took every ounce of strength to hold onto her threshing hips as she screamed out her passion. I wondered if she were as vocal with her husband.
Suddenly she collapsed and her body went slack. I pulled back slightly and licked her pussy from bottom to top, avoiding her clit, yet tasting her delicious nectar. I know just after a climax it’s impossible for anything to touch my clit without almost hurting, it’s so sensitive.
I slid my tongue against the opening of her vagina, very gently, probing ever so softly. Feeling the wonderful opening into her sweet body with just the tip of my tongue. She gave a long sigh and her body gave a little start, a mini climax. A sudden small rivulet of her juices flowed out. I licked it up gently.
I continued to softly lick her opening, still wet and dripping. Her juices were all over my face, I reveled in the feeling I had made her cum, made her climax – a woman – Annie. My first woman! I laid my head on her thigh and closed my eyes thinking what I had just done. I smelled the wonderful odors of her perfume combined with the erotic scent of her feminine excitement. God, what a combination! There were no regrets, none. I wanted it, she wanted it. The absolute best!
“Ohhh God, what did you do to me, you Sex Goddess? I have never cum like that in my entire life. I’m a blob of jelly.” Annie managed to say as she lay gasping for breath.
I kissed her pussy one last time, gently. So wet, and so wonderful! I inhaled deeply, filling my nostrils with her essence. I moved up beside her. We kissed between gasps for breath on her part. She reached for my face and her hand was shaking. I held it and laughed. She saw it shaking and laughter too.
We lay there cuddling, kissing softly, as she recovered. I got her drink and we sipped them till she finally caught her breath.
“Mari, why did we wait so long to make love? I think we both wanted it, didn’t we?” Annie finally asked me.
“I don’t know. It is an important step and quite a big one – deciding to make love to another woman. I wanted to, but was afraid to. I was just scared. I told myself the other night that I was just a wimp.” I said touching her face softly.
“I guess you are right. I wanted to touch you the first night. I wanted to in the worst way possible. I came so close, but was hoping you’d make the first move. You didn’t, neither did I.” She said grinning sheepishly. “Well, you certainly made up for it tonight. No one has ever made me cum like you did. You must have done it before with another woman you are too good. Cum clean kid!” She laughed.
I assured her that I hadn’t, that I was just making love to her the way I liked, or wanted to be made love to. I didn’t think anyone had ever made me really truly hot, and made love to me the way I wanted to be made love to. My husband is a good lover, but like most men, doesn’t take his time, and really get me truly sexually excited. Annie agreed that most men have no clue to what truly makes a woman sexually happy.
We lay kissing for a long time than it was my turn to lie there while this wonderful friend of mine began to make love to me. She took her time kissing me. She stroked and made love to my body for the longest time. No rush, no hurry. When she finally got to my pussy, I was almost out of my mind with want and lust.
She had teased me for so long, and when her tongue finally licked me, and found my clit I exploded almost at once. She brought me from one climax to another. Letting me recover from each. She said I drenched her mouth with my juices, and she certainly had it all over her face when I could stand no more climaxes. She moved up beside me and we held each other, kissing long and slowly. We lay together snuggling, and the drinks and our exhaustion finally put us into a wonderful sleep.
We showered together the next morning and made ourselves wait till later for breakfast. This time after our passions were mutually enflamed, we slipped into a fantastic mind bending 69, and for the first time, I kissed and made love to a women while she made passionate, wonderful love to me. We spent almost the entire day in bed, getting up to eat and attend to necessities only. I spent the whole delirious weekend with her.
Several days later my husband, back fresh from his trip, and horny, and I were on the couch kissing and fooling around. He wanted to see the porn video again, the one that looked so much like Annie and I making love. He knew it really got me hot and bothered watching it. He never knew I had slipped it out, and Annie and I had watched it together.
He put it on and we got naked. I was sitting astride his lap, his cock deep inside me. My back was to him so I could watch the TV too.
“Does that make you hot, Darling?” I asked. “Seeing two women making love together.”
“It sure does,” he murmured. “I think it makes you hot too, doesn’t it?” He said with a little thrust of his hips.
“Mnn, you know it does, you rat. I know you like it; it seems to be a fantasy of most men. Would you like to see me with another woman, actually making love?” I asked squirming downward on his cock, and tightening my pussy muscles.
“Ohh, God, I love it when you do that! Damn, I sure would love to see you with another woman.” He asked cupping my breasts and squeezing them gently.
“Any particular woman in mind?” I asked. He knew full well, I had visited Annie while he was gone. He laughed softly behind me, not answering.
“Honey, I had wondered if Annie would be interested in that, making love to me. I’ve gotten the idea sometimes she’s interested in me. I didn’t know if she’d really be interested or not.” I pushed up, and then dropped down letting his cock plunge all the way, deep inside me. He moaned out loud. I tightened my pussy muscles around it each time I moved upward, milking him.
“This weekend we really got snockered, and I subtly brought up the subject of two women making love. I guess I was wrong. Annie said she really wasn’t interested in making love to another women. I guess we both are just out of luck!” I said as I grinned innocently at the picture of the two beautiful women making love on the screen. Damn, they really did look just like Annie and I!
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To the real Mari, thanks!