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Seduction of Emma

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I lurched into my dorm room and sat heavily on my bed. Natalie looked up from her studying, and raised an eyebrow. We had only been in school for three weeks, but living together 24/7 we had already bonded as friends. She knew I was upset.

“You’re back early, Emma” Natalie commented. “It’s not even midnight. Did Jimmy get drunk?”

“Yeah, but that’s not why I left.”

She waited.

“He wanted to go all the way.”

“Hey, sounds juicy! I want to hear all the details.”

Natalie knew that I was a virgin, and that I wasn’t looking to change that anytime soon. Until last year, I had been the heavyset girl with braces and bad skin. Then miraculously I grew three inches, which helped me shed the weight. The braces came off and my skin cleared up. Apparently I was a head turner now. I’ve been told I look like Rose McGowan or Salma Hayek.

Just as the boys were beginning to notice, I graduated. I had a summer fling that involved a lot of kissing and groping, but I was too afraid to take it further. I wasn’t trying to hold onto my virginity for its own sake, but Jimmy and I had only been seeing each other for a week. I wasn’t ready to have sex, but he was.

“We were kissing and kind of fooling around,” I said. “We were also drinking wine.”

“Hey, at least it wasn’t beer. I hate beer breath.”

“He was playing with my boobs and running his hands all over me. It felt really good. I was tipsy and a bit dizzy, so we lay down.

“His hands were under my skirt, all over my legs and ass. The next thing I knew, panties were gone. Between the kissing and the wine, I never even felt him take them off.”

I pulled my panties from my pocket and tossed them in the hamper. They were damp and smelly, and I just couldn’t put them back on. Natalie just giggled.

“So you walked back here commando style! It’s a good thing it wasn’t windy. With that skirt you would have flashed half the campus.”

“I was careful,” I said. “What scared me was how it felt, Natalie. My skin was on fire. My head was pounding, and not just from the wine. When he put his finger in me, I moaned. I actually moaned. I couldn’t stop him. I didn’t want to stop him. God, I’m still worked up. I’ve never felt like that before.

“Next thing I know his pants are around his knees and he’s crawling between my legs. I panicked. I just pushed him off and ran out. He kept calling my name, but I was too scared and embarrassed to turn back.”

Natalie came over and sat next to me. I flopped back on the bed, still feeling woozy from the alcohol, my pulse still racing from Jimmy’s touch. She gently brushed a few strands of hair out of my face. I pulled my feet up onto the bed so I could lie straight, my knees bent, slightly parted, and pointing to the ceiling.

“God, I wanted to do it so badly, Natalie,” I cried, bursting into tears. “But I’m just afraid. My body was screaming yes, but my head was saying no.”

“Shhh. Its okay, Emma,” she murmured, still stroking my face.

I pulled my arm over my eyes, partially hiding my face. I could still feel the wine. The room was spinning again and I didn’t want to look. I remembered his fingers as they rolled my nipples. God that had gotten me damp! His hands under my skirt, stroking the soft, sensitive flesh of my inner thighs inflamed my senses. Somehow they seemed softer and gentler in my mind.

I let out a ragged sigh and squirmed on the bed. His hands. I could still feel his hands spreading my knees wide, caressing the backs of my thighs right up to my ass cheeks, and then moving to stroke the insides of my thighs, mere inches from my swollen, heated pussy. Through my half drunken fog the memory was slower and more gentle than the reality had been. But it didn’t matter. My senses were inflamed; my skin was on fire once again. If he were to burst into the room right now, I would probably let him do anything he wanted.

In my head his finger parted the wet lips of my pussy, stroking deftly between them, his palm cupping the outside. The finger found my clit and began tracing lazy circles around it. I groaned and let my knees fall wide open.

Wait. Something was wrong. With an effort, I raised my arm and peeked underneath it. My knees were spread wide, my skirt bunched up on my stomach. Natalie’s hand was cupping my pussy, her finger flicking my clit and making me quiver all over. She was staring at my pussy, but must have sensed my gaze. She turned and looked at me, her finger never ceasing its motion.

“Relax, Emma,” she whispered. “This is what you need. I’m going to help you.”

My legs were shaking and my hips undulated slowly, guided by a mysterious force not under my control. I wanted to stop her. My mind didn’t want this to happen, but my body was screaming to let her do whatever she wanted.

Then it happened. One last caress of my swollen clit and my orgasm boiled over. My legs turned to jelly and my pelvis convulsed as a wave of pleasure rolled over me. Natalie’s finger never lost its gentle contact with my clit, now rolling it in small circles. I cried out softly as my whole body shook. A second and third shock wave rippled through me.

Finally Natalie took mercy on me and pulled her finger from between my pussy lips. She left her hand cupping the slick, heated flesh and eased herself down beside me. Her free hand stroked my face and hair. I sobbed with relief and turned my face into her neck. The wonderful release of my pent up frustration mingled with the shame and fear of what had just happened.


I woke up in the morning, still dressed, still without underwear, but with a sheet pulled over me. Fortunately I didn’t have a hangover. In fact I felt great. I stretched, loosening my muscles and enjoying the relaxed, all over glow I had. I thought about taking a shower. I could feel the sticky, dried fluids all over my pussy and thighs.

Just then Natalie stepped into the room, a towel wrapped around her, and nothing else. Obviously she had just finished the shower I was planning to have. She casually pulled the towel off and began to dry her hair. I just stared at her naked body. Her face was hidden behind the moving towel. Her body was magnificent, athletic where mine was lush. Her breasts were a nice B cup with thick, dark nipples. Her flat stomach led down to a complete hairless pussy. Oh my god! Natalie had shaved her pubic completely hair off. I just gaped at it. She turned toward the dresser as she finished with her hair, and I saw the firm, round globes of her naked ass. Draping the towel over a drawer handle, she pulled out a pair of skimpy green panties and pulled them on.

“Um…about last night,” I stammered.

“What about it?” She said over her shoulder as she put on a matching bra.


“You’re over thinking it, Emma. You came home all horny and a bit drunk. You needed to get laid, but didn’t want to give up your cherry to Jimmy. All I did was help get you off. It’s no big deal.”

“So you’re not…not a…you know.”

“No, no, no. Don’t worry, I’m not going to try and date you. Look. If Jimmy had been more of a gentleman, he wouldn’t have tried to stick his cock in you. That’s all guys seem to want to do. They have no imagination about ways to have sex without intercourse.

“Anyway, don’t you feel better? And don’t try and tell me you didn’t like what I did last night. I was there too. You came, like, four times! You’re a multi-orgasmic virgin. No wonder Jimmy has the hots for you.”

“Thank you, I guess. And yeah, I liked it. You’re much better than Jimmy.”

“Well, duh! I’m a girl. You better go take your shower while there’s still hot water.”


Natalie and I didn’t talk about it after that. She acted so natural and relaxed, as if nothing had happened, that I was soon able to do the same.

It was a couple of days before Jimmy and I had any alone time again. I steered clear of the alcohol, although he did offer. What I couldn’t steer clear of were his hands and lips. They did such wonderful things to my overly sensitive skin. It wasn’t long before he had his hands down my pants and my hips were grinding into his fingers. It took every ounce of my willpower to drag myself away from him. I still wasn’t ready to surrender my virginity and he wasn’t willing to settle for less.

I shut the door of my dorm room behind me, and just leaned against the frame. My blood was pounding and my panties were more than damp. Thank god Natalie wasn’t there. It was late, so I flopped on my bed, still woozy with lust. I needed release and I needed it bad. I stripped down, throwing my clothes on the floor and climbed into bed, pulling just a sheet up over me.

My fingers eased between my slick pussy lips and found my pulsating clit. It didn’t feel half as good as letting Jimmy touch me, and only a tenth as good as Natalie. I didn’t want to think about Natalie and her magic fingers, but no matter how much I tried to concentrate on Jimmy, images of her kept intruding. I was lost in fantasy when the door opened and Natalie stepped in.

“Oh! Sorry!” She gasped with a twinkle in her eye. I was mortified. I was under the sheet, but my knees were raised high and wide, forming a tent. My face was red and flushed, and I was breathing erratically. It was obvious what I was doing.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt,” Natalie giggled. I just stared at her, my fingers still buried in my pussy, but not daring to move. She picked up my sticky panties and gave them a quick whiff.

“I see you and Jimmy spent some quality time together,” She said with a grin.

“Uh…” was all I could manage.

“Don’t let me stop you from finishing, honey,” Natalie said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“That’s okay,” I stammered. “I’ll just go take a shower.”

“Uh-uh. You need this. But let’s get you out from under that sheet so I can watch.”

I made a feeble attempt to keep myself covered, clinging to the top of the sheet with one hand. Natalie tugged insistently on the sheet until she won. I lay there, mortified. This couldn’t be happening. Why wasn’t I stopping her? She drew the sheet down my body, exposing my naked breasts, then my belly. When it reached my lower waist, I finally pulled my hand from my crotch and closed my knees. The sheet slid up over my knees and pooled around my feet.

“You don’t need to be so modest, darling,” Natalie cooed. Her hands cupped my kneecaps and drew them apart. Wide apart.

I just lay there. My mind screamed at me to do or say something. I was caught on the knife edge of lust and shame. Half of me wanted to sink my fingers into the folds of my pussy and get myself off while Natalie watched. The other half wanted to hide under the covers and never come out. I closed my eyes, trying to block out erotic images of Natalie from the other night.

“You have a gorgeous body,” Natalie whispered. “I can see why Jimmy can’t keep his hands off of you.”

Her hands began to glide up and down my legs, stroking the sensitive skin of my inner thighs. It made my skin tingle. I suppressed the urge to moan.

“Come on, sweetie, you know how to do it,” she whispered. “Your pretty pussy is wide open. Let your fingers go.”

I wanted to, but I couldn’t. Natalie’s knowing hands were stoking the fires of my passion, but my guilt was feeding the flames of my shame just as quickly.

“Poor baby. Got stage fright? Here, let me help you.”

I gasped as her fingers lightly stroked the outer flesh of my pussy. My leg and hips began to quiver. Her other hand continued to caress my legs and lower stomach. I felt the bed shift as she moved between my wide spread legs.

I was her captive now, prisoner to the wonderful, electric touch of her fingers as they explored the slick, heated flesh of my pussy. I moaned softly, lifting my trembling hips to give her easier access.

“Oh, yes, baby,” Natalie purred. “I’ll take good care of you.”

Her hands reached under my naked ass, gripping both cheeks. She pulled me toward her, up onto her lap. My legs were spread wide around her, my exposed pussy tilted up. Both her hands moved to my splayed open pussy, exploring and stroking. I just groaned, my head rocking back and forth.

“My, oh my. You certainly get revved up fast,” Natalie purred. “No wonder you’ve had such trouble with Jimmy. ”

Then her hands left my pussy altogether, sliding up my stomach. I whimpered shamelessly, undulating my hips, silently begging her to return. Instead her slick fingers caught my erect nipples, rolling them in the oily secretions from my pussy. I arched my back, pushing into her hands.

“Your tits are so beautiful, Emma,” she whispered. “And your nipples are absolutely scrumptious. I love how big and stiff they get.”

Natalie pulled her hands back down my body, tracing lazy circles around my navel before sliding back into my pussy. My body was shaking with desire. My head was rolling back and forth on my pillow. She eased a finger into my vagina. The thumb of her other hand nuzzled against my throbbing clit. I stopped breathing for a moment as she grew still.

Then she began to slowly pump her finger in and out of my vagina while caressing my clit in a circular motion. Her finger tip was stroking a spot on the inside of my vagina that was indescribable. It only took a few moments before the waves of my orgasm crashed over me. I was clutching the sheets and thrashing on the bed. My legs wrapped around Natalie’s waist and hung on for dear life.

Natalie didn’t slow down at all. She kept up the steady rhythm of her plunging finger and rotating thumb. I had barely finished my first orgasm before a second one rumbled up from deep inside me. I cried out softly, unable to stay quiet any longer. My cries turned to sobs as she refused to relinquish my pussy. A third climax tore through me, and then a fourth.

Natalie finally relented, pulling her hands from my drenched pussy. She eased herself out from under me. I gathered enough strength to crack open my eyes. I was splayed on the bed, my breasts jiggling with my erratic breathing, my skin shining with sweat. Natalie was naked from the waist down, but still wore her shirt. Her erect nipples threatened to poke holes in the material. Her thighs were wet and shiny from my juices. Her hairless pussy was perfectly framed by the hem of her shirt and her thighs.

“I’m glad I took off my shorts,” Natalie said casually. “You would have soaked them. I need a shower, and so do you. I’d better take the first one. You don’t look ready to get up yet.”

She left and I pulled the sheet back up to my neck. I felt really good; all relaxed and content. What was going on with me? My body’s sexual urges were running rampant through my life. A few caresses from Jimmy and I became an animal in heat. All Natalie had to do was look at me with those smoldering eyes and I let her have her way with me.

When Natalie returned, I was still lying in bed. I watched as she casually tossed her robe on her bed and rummaged through her drawers. Her naked body was magnificent. A small part of me wondered what it would be like to ease my fingers in her pussy and watch her shudder with desire. I quickly squashed that thought. Natalie stepped into her skimpy sky blue panties. She must have seen me staring at her out of the corner of her eye. Holding a lacy bra in her hand, she studied me for a second and then came and sat down beside me again.

“Oh, honey,” she said sympathetically. “You look so confused.”

“What’s going on, Natalie?” I asked, close to tears. “Why do you keep having sex with me? Why am I letting you?”

“Sweetie, you’re thinking about it the wrong way. Look, you’re my best friend on this campus. When I see the way Jimmy leaves you, I just want to help.”

“I don’t understand.”

“You know I have a lot more experience with sex than you. I can tell you that sometimes sex is all love and emotion and passion. But sometimes sex is just about what your body needs. Sometimes a girl just needs someone to help her relieve the pressure. That’s what I’m doing. You let Jimmy get you all worked up, and then you’ve got no way to finish what he started.”

“I suppose that makes sense.”

“You know, when I was 16 I was in exactly your situation. I had a boyfriend that was always trying to get in my pants. My best friend at home helped me the same way I’m helping you.”

“So she helped you stay a virgin too?”

Natalie laughed, “Well, for a while. I liked what she did so much that I decided to let Carl go all the way with me. For about a year I was a real nympho. I’d fuck Carl silly one day and let Abby do me the next. It was great! Then Carl broke up with me and it was just Abby and I for a while. Even that ended when she fell in love with one of the cheerleaders. But that was okay. I wasn’t in love with either of them. For me it was just about the sex.”

“So that’s all we’re doing? We’re just having casual sex?”

She laughed again, “We’re not even doing that much. I’m just helping you when you need it. There’s nothing wrong with what we’re doing, but if you want me to stop, I will.”

Her face was completely open and honest. I took in her nearly perfect breasts with those perky nipples. I knew deep in my gut that she could probably seduce me anytime she wanted. I doubted I could resist her touch. Why shouldn’t I let her touch me? It felt so good, better than anything I had ever experienced. And Natalie said it didn’t really mean anything.

“No,” I said softly. “I don’t want you to stop.”

“Good!” Natalie said brightly. “I kind of like doing you. You make the sexiest noises when you cum. Now, you’re going to have to do a couple of things if we’re going to make this work. First of all, you’re going to have to be nicer to Jimmy.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re leaving the poor boy with blue balls every time you guys hook up. That’s not fair to him. If you aren’t going to let him fuck you, you need to start getting him with your hands or mouth. Trust me, you can own a guy with a good blowjob.”

“I don’t think I could do that.”

“It’s not as bad as it sounds. If I’m turned on enough, I actually like doing it. But if it grosses you out, just use your hands. Once he cums, your precious virginity is safe for the night.”


“Second, you need to trim you pussy hair. I like to feel smooth skin down there, just like I have. We’ll take care of that tomorrow. Oh, and don’t worry about Jimmy’s reaction. I’ve never met a guy that didn’t just about cum in his pants at the thought of a bare pussy. Now go take a shower.”


The next day I was studying in our room when Natalie came in. She went to her drawers and pulled out a razor and some bottles.

“Are you ready, girl?” She asked with a grin.

“Oh. You want me to do that now?” I asked. I guess I had been avoiding thinking about when and how this would happen. “Is it different than shaving my armpits? I mean, I wouldn’t want to cut myself down there.”

“Don’t be silly. I’ll do it for you this first time. It’s easy. Then all you have to do it maintain it.”

I was a little shocked. I hadn’t considered the possibility that Natalie would be shaving my pussy. She got busy laying a towel on the bed and arranging the bottles.

“Okay, Emma. Take off your shorts and get up on the towel.”

Reluctantly, I took off my short and panties, but I left my shirt and socks on. I felt kind of ridiculous half dressed like that. I positioned myself on the towel. Natalie pulled my knees higher and spread them wide.

“Just as pretty as I remember,” she said with a catch in her voice. It was a bit humiliating to lie there spread open like that in front of her.

Natalie used scissors to trim my close. Her fingers pushed and pulled the folds of my pussy to get to all the necessary spots. I could feel myself reacting to her touch and willed myself to lie still. Next she sprayed some sort of foam on my pussy and used the razor to carefully shave off all the stubble. As she expertly handled the sensitive skin of my pussy, I could feel the warmth building in me. What kind of a sex addict was I that I could get turned on by her shaving me? Finally, she squirted baby oil on her hands and spread it all over.

Her oily fingers smoothed and stroked the now hairless lips of my pussy. God, they felt so good. I closed my eyes and tried to keep my breathing steady and stop my legs from trembling. Her fingers slid inside my pussy lips where they found my natural oils to add to the baby oil.

“I thought you were getting turned on,” Natalie murmured. “I love how easy it is to turn you on. I guess I’ll just have to do something about that, now won’t I.”

I moaned slightly as her fingertip brushed my clit. A part of my mind was telling me this was wrong, but my body was screaming ‘yes, more!’ Natalie’s caresses made it impossible to say no.

She kept her fingertip on my clit, slowly rocking it back and forth. Her other hand roamed all over the outside and inside of my pussy. Soon my hips were undulating on the towel. Her fingers continued to tease, building my desire slowly when all I wanted was to explode.

I gasped as Natalie easily slid two oily fingers deep into my vagina. She left them buried to the hilt in me, but began to twist them back and forth, her fingertips gently rubbing that extra sensitive spot inside me. I began to tremble as my climax built. Her fingertip on my clit was relentlessly stroking the engorged nub.

With a sob of relief, I came. My hips snapped up off the towel, my whole body went rigid. A flick of her finger on my clit and I collapsed back onto the bed, shaking and writhing as spasms of pleasure rippled through me. Her fingers seemed to anticipate my thrashing and stayed in contact with my pussy.

A second orgasm crested on the heels of the first. I was moaning and groaning as my head flopped from side to side. Without warning, Natalie increased the speed and pressure of her finger on my clit and began to plunge her fingers in and out of my vagina. I feebly tried to scoot away from her demanding hands, until a third, powerful orgasm ripped through me.

“Please, no more!” I gasped, trying to capture her wrists in my hands.

“But I’m having so much fun with your new, hairless look.”

My attempts to stop her failed and another orgasm overtook me. I gave myself over to it as my body spasmed over and over. Finally Natalie removed her hands. I lay there, exhausted, spent and feeling wonderful.

“See, I told you I liked the feel of a smooth pussy,” she purred. I smiled weakly, sated and relaxed.


That night I was with Jimmy again. Natalie was right. He went nuts when he realized my pussy was bald. I liked it too. However, after a morning of intense sex with Natalie, I found myself much more in control of my own body. I tried her suggestion and used my hands on his cock. I had never touched a man before. I really liked the way he twitched and moaned as I stroked him. I began to understand why Natalie liked watching my reactions as she touched me. It didn’t take Jimmy long to shoot off, leaving a sticky mess all over his shirt. I couldn’t help thinking of Natalie lying naked in front in me instead.

Jimmy was much easier to handle for a while. I was able to stop his roaming hands simply by reaching into his pants. However, every night was more difficult and I found myself letting him get further and further. My sensitive skin and flesh were so easily aroused by his touch. On the other hand, my feelings about Jimmy were all mixed up. I liked him a lot, but I certainly didn’t love him. There was no way I was going to let him take my virginity. But when I was with him, my body took over. I had been avoiding Natalie, but I knew I needed to do something or I wouldn’t make it another night.

I found Natalie studying in our room. “Hey, Natalie,” I said, shyly.

“Yeah,” she said, distracted from her Psych book.

“Um. I’m supposed to meet Jimmy in a couple of hours.”


“Well, I was wondering, you know…”

“What?” she said, slightly irritated.

“I’ve been using my hands on him like you said, but it’s been getting harder and harder to not let him…”

“Ah!” she said, finally understanding. “When you get back I can help you out.”

“Actually, I was hoping you would do it before my date. After that morning when you shaved me, it was so much easy to be with Jimmy because of that.”

“You want me to do you before your date?” she said with a sparkle in her eye. I just nodded, red faced. It was embarrassing, bordering on humiliating, to ask her to do this for me. But it was either that or risk losing my virginity to Jimmy. I wasn’t even sure if he owned a condom.

Natalie got up and stood close to me. She began to unbutton my blouse. “Are you sure this is what you want?” she asked, looking deep into my eyes. I just nodded.

She parted the halves of my blouse, exposing upper body and pale bra. My heart was pounding. The now familiar pulse of sexual desire was seeping up from my groin. It had been over a week since my last orgasm, and I was in need. The clasp on my bra fell away and Natalie captured both of my breasts in her hands. She cupped the undersides, gently squeezing the flesh and rubbing her thumbs over my stiff nipples. God that felt good!

“Your boobs are bigger than mine,” Natalie said.

“Yeah,” I answered, my voice breaking.

“And such nice, big nipples, too,” she said as her thumb and forefinger captured them. She rolled and tugged on my erect nipples, making them even larger. I bit my lip and tried to control my uneven breathing.

Natalie bent over and drew my right nipple into her hot, wet mouth. I gasped, my knees getting shaky. Her mouth on my nipple was intimate and erotic in a way that her hands could never be. Her tongue swirled the stiff tip and she rolled the sensitive flesh with her lips. Far away I felt her hands sliding my blouse and bra completely off.

She switched to my other nipple and her fingers recaptured my wet right nipple. I was trembling and reveling in these new sensations. Natalie was so much better than Jimmy, who liked to bite my nipples and suck hard on them.

Natalie lifted her head and cupped both my breasts in her hands again, kneading the flesh and slowly twisting my swollen nipples. She pushed; backing me up until the backs of my knees hit the mattress. I sat down unexpectedly, and her hands broke contact.

“Let’s make you more comfortable,” Natalie said, her voice low and throaty. “Lie back, honey. I’ll take good care of you.”

I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes. I felt her hands on the waist band of my shorts. I lifted my ass off the bed and inch and Natalie swept away my shorts and panties. My sandals came with them, and I lay there totally naked.

Natalie’s hands glided up my calves, pausing to stroke the outsides of my thighs. The moved further, across the sides of my hips to my stomach. I felt her climb up onto the bed and straddle my legs. Her hands moved again to capture my breasts, her fingers once again playing with my nipples. Then the wet heat of her mouth engulfed my left nipple. I moaned and arched my back. My breasts had never gotten this much attention before, and I was loving it.

She gave equal time to both breasts, kissing, licking, sucking and stroking until I was squirming underneath her weight. Taking mercy on my need, she left my breasts, her hands stroking my flat belly. Sitting up slightly, she shifted her leg between mine to wedge them open. I willingly, wantonly spread my legs for her and she moved to kneel between them.

Her hands and fingers caressed the skin of my belly and thighs, brushing the edges of my pussy, but not touching it. I spread my legs wider, my hips writhing on the bed, trying to get her to touch me where I needed it most. Her hands just teased me with feathery touches.

Then a wonderful, wet heat engulfed my bare pussy. In shock, I looked down the length of my naked body, past my heaving breasts, to see Natalie’s mouth glued to my pussy. Her eyes drilled into mine as her tongue slithered between my nether lips and coiled around my pulsating clit. I just about fainted as these new sensations poured over my heated body.

Unable and unwilling to resist this new technique, I flopped back on the bed with a groan and gave myself up to her devouring mouth. Her tongue and lips were doing things her fingers never had. The sensation was overwhelming, and I was soon lost to it. With a sharp cry, my climax thundered through me. I writhed and thrashed on the bed as Natalie’s mouth worked my pussy, her tongue gently flicking at my screaming clit, her lips massaging my widespread pussy.

If she had been relentless with her fingers before, she was merciless with her mouth now. I tried to scoot away from her face to escape, but she wrapped her arms around my thighs, holding them wide open and keeping her lips and tongue firmly in my pussy. I pushed weakly at her head, until another orgasm ripped through me.

Hot tears coursed down my face as I surrendered myself totally to her desire. Sensing that she now had total control, Natalie tenderly licked and sucked me through three more orgasms before rising from my overheated groin.

It was several minutes before I could even see straight. Natalie was still kneeling between my open legs, just gazing down at my naked body. Somewhere in all of the excitement, she had lost her short and panties too, although she still wore her shirt.

“You are really something, Emma,” Natalie said. “I’ve never known anyone that could cum so often and so quickly.”

I just lay there, unable to respond. After a couple of minutes, she got me into the shower to wash the sweat and sex from my body. As I let the hot water beat down on me, I realized how good I felt. Not just relaxed and sated, but happy and centered too. Apparently an hour of amazing sex will do that for a girl.


I broke up with Jimmy that night. Strangely, I didn’t feel too upset. I had finally figured out that he wasn’t right for me. Jimmy was somewhat petulant about it, but hardly heartbroken himself. I think we both knew that whatever we had, had run its course.

My life was much calmer for the next week. I was able to concentrate on my studies. Natalie and I just hung out with our friends. I wasn’t ready to enter into a new relationship just yet, so I just had fun.

I came home late one night to find Natalie crying. I was shocked. Not that Natalie wasn’t allowed to cry, but she was always so strong and so in control of her life. I had always been a bit jealous of her for that.

“Natalie, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, Emma. It’s just so stupid.”

“Come on, I can see that’s not true. What do you mean?” I prodded. I sat next to her on the bed and put my arms around her. She leaned into me and cried softly on my chest.

“Well, for the last few weeks, I’ve been in this relationship.”

“You have? I didn’t even know!”

“It’s been kind of a secret. We just didn’t want a lot of other people gossiping about us.”

“And I’m betting the jerk broke up with you tonight.”

“Not exactly.”

“So what’s the problem then?”

“Well, it’s kind of a one sided relationship. I’m doing all the giving, but I’m not getting much back.”

“Is it just emotionally or sexually too?” I asked. Natalie had always been very open about her sex life. She was the one person in the whole world that I could ask a question like that and not be totally embarrassed.

“Both. It kind of started as just a sex thing, but now I think its more than that, at least for me.”

“Wow, I’m so sorry, Natalie.”

“At first the sex was just fun. I really like watching another person cum. But I was always left out. Never even an attempt to touch me.”

“That sucks. He sounds like a selfish prick.”

“It would be easier if I could believe that, but I pretty sure ‘oblivious’ is the right word.”

Natalie cried some more as I comforted her. Deep down she’s a strong person and after a while she pulled herself together. However, it left me feeling uncomfortable. When I had been in similar position, Natalie had helped me through it. She had become my sexual surrogate. A part of me felt I should have made her the same offer. But I couldn’t. I just wasn’t as bold as Natalie.


I was woken in the middle of the night by a soft touch on my shoulder. As I tried to get my bearings, a warm, soft body slid under the sheet and pressed itself against my back. Natalie. Her arm slid around my waist and her face nuzzled into the side of my neck. It was a warm night and I was only wearing a pair of silk boxers under the sheet. Natalie wasn’t wearing a top, but I couldn’t tell if she had panties or shorts on.

“Is something wrong?” I asked.

“Just let me hold you,” she whispered in my ear. I felt a hot tear fall on my neck. My heart went out to her.

“He’s not worth it,” I whispered back.

“We’ll see,” she said. I didn’t really understand that, but it was the middle of the night and I wasn’t thinking too clearly. I let her snuggle against me. It felt nice.

I was halfway back asleep when her hand on my stomach glided up to cup the underside of my breast. In my fuzzy state, I didn’t think much of it. I felt a soft kiss on the side of my neck, and then another. The hand began to slowly caress the underside of my breast. I could feel my skin getting tingly.

“Mmmm,” I murmured. “Natalie…”

“Shhh,” she whispered in my ear, followed by soft kiss. “Let me do this. I want to do this. Please?”

Her hand on my breast felt nice. Her kisses on my neck felt more than nice. Her thumb and forefinger trapped my nipple, gently pulling and rolling it. My nipple quickly became stiff and erect. I could feel her nipples against my back like small pebbles. I was warm and sleepy, and I wanted her to continue.

“Okay,” I whispered.

Her hand switched to my other breast and soon had its nipple hard too. She bathed my neck in slow, soft kisses and tiny licks that sent shivers up and down my back. I could feel the heat begin to build in my pussy. Her kisses started to trail down my back. I could feel her nipples grazing the skin of my back as she slid lower. Her hand would stray from my breasts to stroke my flat belly and circle my navel before returning to play with my nipples.

Everything Natalie did was slow and sensuous. Her mouth reached my lower back and she moved her hand all the way down to my knee. My abandoned breasts ached for her missing fingers. Her hand slid up and down the side and back of my top thigh. Her fingertips explored the seam where my thighs lay pressed against one another, stopping just under the leg hole of my silk boxers. They stayed there, tracing lazy circles only an inch from my damp pussy.

Natalie’s lips and tongue were sending shudders up and down my back. They had reached the waist band of my boxers. Her hand moved up to my silk covered hip and pushed gently on it until I rolled onto my stomach. My aching nipples pressed into the mattress. With both hands, she eased my shorts down, exposing both cheeks of my ass. She paused to kiss each cheek once before pulling the silk boxers all the way off.

I lay on my bed, on my stomach, completely naked and exposed. Natalie lay full against me, her mouth sucking and licking the back of my neck. I could feel that she was totally nude, one knee resting between mine, the other on the outside. Her hips were snug against the cheeks of my ass, grinding slowly into it.

Natalie began the slow journey down my back, kissing and licking everywhere. I could feel the heat of her naked, hairless pussy against my thigh, which was trapped between her legs. Everything she was doing was so sensual and erotic. I moaned and shivered with each kiss. My pussy was damp and quivering with need.

When she reached my lower back again, she eased her legs between mine, spreading them further apart. I could feel her erect nipples, one pressing into each ass cheek before they slid lower. Then her mouth was on my ass. Natalie began to cover every inch of skin with small kisses and bites. Her hands stroked my ass and upper thighs. I had never had anyone kiss me there. It was strange and exciting. My hips began to squirm and I clenched and released my ass cheeks.

I gasped when I felt Natalie’s finger slide between my ass cheeks and touch my pussy. My hands clenched fistfuls of the sheet as her fingers pushed forward, covering the bare skin of my pussy. My ass pushed up off the bed, trying to get her fingers and mouth where I wanted them. I cried out softly as a finger slipped between my well oiled pussy lips to find my clit.

My senses were reeling with the exotic sensations of Natalie’s new and forbidden sex games. Her finger began to trace those slow circles around my clit that drove me to brink. My ass began humping up and down uncontrollably. Her hot kisses bathed my ass cheeks and quivering upper thighs. Then her mouth and fingers were gone.

“Roll over,” she said.

I was shaking so badly I had trouble repositioning myself. Natalie swung my leg up and over her head to help me get onto my back. Once there, I spread my legs wide, inviting her loving attention where I needed it most.

When I didn’t feel her touch, I opened my eyes to look at her. In the darkened room she crouched, naked, between my legs, just staring at my naked body. I whimpered, my body undulating uncontrollably on the sheets.

“Please,” I begged, my voice breaking.

“You are so fucking beautiful, Emma,” she said, her voice breaking too.

I watched as she lowered her mouth to my pleading, naked pussy. The first touch of that hot, wet tongue sent me over the edge. I came hard, shaking and crying out as her mouth engulfed my whole pussy, sucking gently on the lips.

As my orgasm began to subside, she pushed her hands under my ass cheeks, squeezing them and holding me in place. She dragged the wide flat of her tongue up over my clit. After a half dozen of these strokes I couldn’t hold back any more and another climax overwhelmed me.

As I recovered, she carefully licked my outer lips and kissed the soft hollows where my thighs met my groin. However, she wasn’t through with me yet. After a moment’s rest, she sucked my clit between her lips, massaging it with care. A single flick of her tongue over the pulsating tip set me off like a rocket.

My orgasms seemed to energize her. Her lips and tongue were everywhere. I cried out and feebly tried to push her demanding mouth off of my overheated pussy, but to no avail. I’m not sure how many more orgasms I had, but Natalie didn’t stop until I surrendered myself fully. I was exhausted and unresisting when she finally released my aching clit from between her pursed lips.

She crawled back up my body, trailing long licks and kisses. After only a moment sucking each nipple, she lay full on my body, her hips pressed into my splayed open pussy. Looking me in the eye, she wound her fingers in my hair and kissed me on the lips. I was beyond caring or even thinking.

Her tongue invaded my mouth in a way that felt more intimate than when she licked my pussy. I kissed her back, caught up in the overwhelming emotion of the moment. My own pussy juices were pungent and heady. We kissed like that for a long time. It was the last thing I remembered before fading into a deep, exhausted sleep.


In the morning, I woke to find Natalie curled up around me. Her face lay in the hollow of my neck, her leg thrown over mine. One hand carelessly lay on my breast. I lay there listening to her breath and trying to wrap my head around what happened last night. I had been ravished by another woman, and had eagerly participated.

Natalie stirred and opened her eyes. Her hand on my breast shifted to cup the meaty flesh. Against my will, my nipple hardened. Her hip squirmed against my leg. A throaty purr rumbled from her chest.

“Natalie,” I said, bewildered and a bit scared. “What is this? What’s happening? I don’t understand.”

She propped her head up on her elbow and looked down at me. The hand on my breast moved up to play with my nipple. It grew even harder and more erect. She hunched her hip into my leg again.

“You can be so thick sometimes,” she said, pouting. “Remember that relationship I’m having trouble with?”


“It’s not some guy. It’s you.”

“What?” I said, incredulously.

“I’m in love with you. I just about painted you a picture last night, but you didn’t get it. I was going crazy trying to decide if I should just tell you. I decided to show you instead, so I seduced you.”

I lay there thinking about the past few weeks and all our conversations and sexual encounters. It was so obvious now. I felt like an idiot for not seeing it before.

“So I’m the jerk that just uses you as a sex toy?”


“I’m sorry, Natalie. I never meant to do that. I was so wrapped up in what I needed that I never even thought about you. I didn’t think about what you were feeling or what you might need. I’m sorry.”

“And now?” she said. Her face was suddenly serious. I could see a flicker of fear in her eyes. Her fingers were still toying with my nipple, which was getting very distracting, and her pussy was still grinding into my thigh.

Did I want this? Did I want a relationship with a woman? No. That was the wrong way to think about it. Did I want Natalie? Did I want what she was offering? And could I return her affection? I realized I knew the answer.

I put my hand behind her head and pulled her down for a deep kiss. Stale sex and morning mouth were swept away as she kissed me back, moaning softly into my mouth. I rolled her over, covering her slim athletic body with my fuller, more generous one.

Reluctantly I left her mouth to kiss the side of her neck. She purred and stretched her head back. Yes, this was what I wanted. I slowly made my way down her torso, leaving wet trails with my tongue. I cupped her smaller breasts in my hands, squeezing them. My mouth covered one nipple while my fingers found the other. I was surprised at the slight muskiness that I tasted. Both nipples were hard and stiff. The one in my mouth seemed to grow larger as my tongue flicked at it. Natalie moaned and arched her back, which excited me.

I tried to do all the things that I liked having done to my breasts. Natalie’s hands played with my hair the whole time. By the time I left them behind, the glistening nubs were red and swollen and Natalie was squirming underneath me. I kissed my way down to her navel.

I could feel Natalie trembling beneath me as my tongue explored the dimple of her belly button. Her hands were trying to push my head lower, but I resisted. Not for long though. My lips and tongue moved lower until my chin rested on the top of the cleft of her pussy. Her legs were spread wide, begging me to finish what I had started.

Instead I moved to her inner thighs. She moaned in frustration, writhing on the bed. Now I knew what Natalie meant. It was exciting to watch your kisses make someone else so delirious. I wasn’t ready to take the ultimate plunge yet. I kissed and nibbled on her thighs while taking a long look at her pussy. Smooth and hairless, it lay open and exposed. The flesh glistened with her pussy juices. The inner lips were deep pink, engorged with desire. Her clit was poking out of its little hood.

Tentatively I reached out and stroked the outer lips with my finger, smearing the slick moisture. She gasped and undulated her hips. I explored all the quivering folds while Natalie whimpered and writhed on the bed. Oh so gently I touched her clit. Her body went rigid and she stopped breathing for a moment. I rolled the lubricated knob in a small circle. Natalie’s hips snapped up off the bed and she cried out as she came. Fascinated, I tried to keep my finger in contact with her throbbing clit. She bucked and thrashed, but somehow I managed to mostly stay on it.

Natalie collapsed on the bed, her stomach heaving and her breath ragged. I let my fingers explore the folds of her pussy, but kept them away from her throbbing clit. It really was beautiful, splayed wide open like the petals of a blooming flower just inches in front of my face. A slick sheen of juices coated her lips and the exposed curve of her ass cheeks. Watching her cum so easily and so hard from my touch was intoxicating.

Unable to resist, I leaned in and licked a wide swath from her vagina, up between the inner lips and over her clit. Natalie went rigid again, every muscle clenched. So I did it again. The soft, smooth texture of her pussy was punctuated by the musky taste of her juices. I wanted more. I settled my mouth over her pussy and let my tongue wander over the heated flesh.

“Oh, god, Emma…Emma!” Natalie moaned. Her muscles unclenched and she sank into the mattress, quivering and shaking.

I could feel my every oral caress fanning the flames of her passion and desire. Her hands entwined in my hair, urging me on. When she came again, I was there, steadily licking her clit, my lips sucking on her nether lips. It was glorious.

I didn’t want to stop, so I didn’t. Natalie’s thrashing became feebler with each orgasm. I didn’t care. I wanted it to go on all day. Her hands were now pushing on my head and facing, trying to break contact with her hyper sensitive pussy. I wrapped my arms around her thighs, imitating her moves, and buried my face firmly in her groin.

“Please…stop…” Natalie gasped. “I can’t…take…any more.”

Her plea pulled me out of my hunger enough to realize that I should stop. Pleasure would become pain if I continued. I crawled up her trembling body, reveling in the feel of her naked flesh against mine. My lips found hers and I kissed her deeply. Her arms wrapped around me, holding me tight against her. We kissed for the longest time, holding each other close.

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