I stood in my doorway admiring Jenna’s tight ass as she walked away. My pussy was dripping, my face was smeared with her juices, and as I closed the door I wondered when I’d be able to get my hands on my 18-year-old lover’s cute derriere again. I glanced at the clock and I still had about 30 minutes before Sara was dropped off. I closed the door, quickly stripped off my dress and plopped back on the couch, spreading my legs wide open I plunged the two middle fingers of my right hand into my steamy cunt. I could feel my pussy was much looser than normal after Jenna’s fist-fucking, so I added a third finger. The fingers of my left hand moved to rub my swollen clit and I was quickly on the verge of another orgasm. My mind went to Jenna talking about taking Emily to my bed, and to something else the little vixen had planned. That was enough to send me over the edge, my body convulsing as I came yet again. As my orgasm enveloped me I never slowed down and kept teasing my clit and fucking my oozing cunt, stimulating myself to two more quick orgasms before I made myself stop. I brought my fingers to my mouth and licked them clean as I slowly recovered.
I stood, grabbed my dress and went into the bathroom to check out my appearance. Not surprisingly, I looked like I had just been fucked. My body was a rosy red, my cheeks flushed, and my hair was tousled. I slipped on my dress and made myself as presentable as possible. I walked to the kitchen to get some water and a few minutes later Sara came bursting through the door. I scooped her up and hugged her, very glad I made myself stop masturbating when I did. One more orgasm would have been cutting it really close. We had a great evening together and she helped distract me from my insatiable pussy. The evening went by quickly and soon I was tucking her in for the night. I was exhausted from the long week and my romp with Jenna, so I retired for the night too, hoping to dream of my sweet lesbian plaything.
The next two days were incredibly busy and I didn’t have a moment to think about the fire smoldering deep in my core. When the day ended Friday I was relieved and thankful for the weekend. I picked up Sara and arrived home to find a package on the doorstep. I brought the cardboard box into the kitchen and started to open it, and then realizing what was inside, decided I better take it upstairs so I didn’t have to try to explain to Sara what it was. I went upstairs and quickly finished opening the package in my room. I stripped off my clothes and then reached inside to pull out the strap-on. I studied it for a few moments, loosened the straps and stepped into it, pulling it up over my hips and fastening the Velcro. I walked to the side of my bed and looked at my reflection in the full-length mirror, chuckling as I saw myself with a cock for the first time! I reached down and grasped the red dildo, stroking it.
Instantly my mind raced with the fleeting image of Jenna kneeling in front of me, sucking on the fake cock, and then me behind her, hands on her hips, fucking her. I pulled the straps and dropped it to the floor, my fingers sliding into my panties to caress my wet cunt. I knew it wouldn’t take much for me to cum, but summoning all the willpower I had, I stopped. I didn’t want to keep Sara waiting, and a part of me wanted to let my arousal build for my evening with Allyson. I wasn’t sure I could go that long without an orgasm, but I was willing to try. I dressed, hid the strap-on in my bedside table and went downstairs to start my evening with Sara.
We had just finished dinner when my phone rang. I picked it up, saw Allyson’s name displayed and immediately answered. “Hi Allyson, how are you?”
“I’m doing well,” she responded. “Glad it’s Friday. It has been a long week.”
“Me too. I’m not sure I could have survived another day.”
“So, is tomorrow night still good for dinner?” she asked. “If so, I was thinking about Sullivan’s on Second. Have you ever been there?”
“Yes, tomorrow is still good for me. I’ve never been to Sullivan’s, but I’ve heard good things.”
“Great, I’ll make a reservation for 7. I’m really looking forward to seeing you again.”
“I’m looking forward to seeing you also. If you could, please tell Jenna to be here by 6:15.”
“I will tell her. I’ll see you there tomorrow. Have a good night. Bye.”
Before I could respond, the call ended. I wasn’t sure how to read Allyson yet. On one hand she did seem excited, but she was so matter-of-fact. Maybe that’s just her typical phone etiquette. I was excited about having dinner with her. My mind had been all over the place considering the possibilities, but I really had no idea where this was leading. I didn’t know if this was a date, or just two possible friends out for dinner. I guess I’d have a better idea tomorrow.
Sara and I had a wonderful evening together and after reading her a bedtime story I tucked her in for the night. With a glass of wine in hand I ventured into my closet to find something to wear for my dinner with Allyson. I don’t consider myself a fashion diva, and I don’t own an extensive wardrobe, but it did take quite a while to search through the dresses hanging in my closet. Just when I thought I may need to shop for something appropriate I spied a dress I had almost forgotten about. I pulled out the dress and padded out of my closet into the bedroom. I slipped off the t-shirt and shorts I was wearing and pulled the dress on. It was a simple red silk sleeveless dress and it hugged my curves nicely.
As I looked at my reflection in the mirror I thought it was sexy enough, but not slutty. The dress went to mid-thigh and the neckline scooped low enough to show a bit of cleavage and matched my red nails almost perfectly. I found red heels that would match and then walked to my dresser to find the right accessories, settling on gold hoop earrings, a gold necklace, and matching bracelet. I opened my top drawers to finalize my wardrobe, thinking maybe this was the most important choice I was making, but wondering if Allyson would ever see my choice. I rummaged through the drawer till I found what I was searching for; a pink satin push-up bra with lace edging and a pattern of red roses. The bra plunged deeply and gave me at least another cup size. It wasn’t subtle, but I didn’t want subtle. I found the matching thong and placed both on the dresser. My ensemble was complete. I hung the dress back in my closet and went downstairs, horny as hell. I contemplated looking for porn on my tablet, but once again refrained. I could feel my pussy pulsing, begging for attention, but I was determined to let my anticipation, and sexual desire, build. I puttered around for a brief time and then decided to go to bed, wondering what tomorrow would bring with Allyson and Jenna.
I was semi-conscious Saturday morning when Sara came bounding into my room and jumping on the bed, a bundle of energy. I groaned and stretched, waking slowly, and then pulled her to me for a big good morning hug and kiss. I sent her downstairs and told her I’d join her in a minute. I waited till I heard her bouncing down the stairs to slip out of bed, not wanting her to see my naked body. I pulled on some yoga pants and a t-shirt, went into the bathroom to freshen up and then went downstairs. Sara had already pulled out cereal and fruit and was in the fridge trying to retrieve juice and milk when I walked in. I helped her get what she wanted, started coffee and then we had breakfast together. We decided we would go to the park today to enjoy the sunshine. The diversion would help keep my mind occupied, otherwise I would sit around the house all day thinking naughty thoughts of Allyson and Jenna. Going to the park would also tire Sara, and hopefully have her sleeping soundly tonight for whatever may transpire. After breakfast Sara settled in with some books and puzzles while I did some mundane household chores. After a couple hours I told her it was time to get ready for the park. Sara squealed with delight and ran upstairs to get dressed. I followed behind, changed clothes and tried to make myself look presentable to go out in public without a shower.
The local park was filled with what seemed like hundreds of kids on a Saturday morning, and the cacophony that accompanied them. There were soccer games, kids riding bikes and a flurry of activity everywhere you looked. Sara and I headed to the playground, by far her favorite place. By the time I caught up to her she was already climbing and having a great time. I sat down on a nearby bench to observe, basking in the warm sun. I recognized some of the kids and parents as I watched them play. I enjoyed the down time, just watching as Sara explored and socialized. When she ran over to me and exclaimed she was hungry I was astounded to see we had been there for 90 minutes. We wandered to the concession stand, ate, and then Sara was gone again in a flash.
As we sauntered back to the playground from our meal, two girls passed us hand-in-hand. They were older than Jenna, about 20 I guessed, and quickly passed by. As Sara hurried back to the playground, I sat down and spied the two girls now sitting partially hidden under a tree away from the playground. There was something about how they were acting that intrigued me. I discreetly watched them laughing and talking for a few minutes and then turned my focus back to Sara and her friends. A short while later my gaze shifted back to the pair under the tree and as I watched, they began looking around conspiratorially.
A few moments later, satisfied they weren’t being watched, their bodies leaned toward each other and they kissed. I was shocked and the scene made me gasp. From my vantage point I watched as their kiss lingered and I imagined their tongues exploring each other’s mouth. I had done a fair job of pushing my desire down, but watching the two young girls quickly had my body responding. The girls were sitting facing one another and I couldn’t tell if their legs were intertwined of if they were side-by-side. As I watched their arms encircled one another as their kiss continued. Finally, their lips parted. They seemed to look at each other for a long time and then they once again glanced at their surroundings to see if anyone had detected them. Confident nobody was watching their lips came together again in a long, sensual kiss. I rubbed my thighs together as I watched, my pussy dampening more by the second. I suddenly wished I was closer so I could see better and to hear the soft purrs I’m sure they were both emitting. I quickly turned to find Sara, and when I confirmed all was well, I went back to observing the girls under the tree.
The two were still kissing, and the girl on the right, who I thought initially had looked like Jenna, still had her arms around the other girl’s back. The dark-haired girl on the left had moved her arms, no longer hugging her friend. I stared at the couple intently and watched as they broke their kiss and pulled apart slightly. In a brief flash I imagined I could see the brunette’s arms between them and her hands on the blonde girl’s breasts. From the distance I was I couldn’t be sure, but it sure looked like she had her hands on her friend’s boobs. The two looked around again, laughing, and then I watched as the blonde moved her hands also, moving them to the brunette’s chest. I was sure now they were playing with each other’s boobs, right out in the open on a busy Saturday! The thought that they were so brazen turned me on enormously. I could feel my pussy leaking into my panties and I desperately wanted to touch myself, to masturbate, right there on the park bench!
I’m not sure how long I observed the young lovers. I tried not to watch, but kept being drawn back to them, my arousal growing as I spied on them. Finally, Sara ran over and jumped up on the bench beside me, startling me out of my voyeuristic pleasure. I checked my phone and we had been there almost four hours. My little girl looked tired, so I took her hand and reluctantly left my bench. I took one last gaze at the pair under the tree. They were locked in another passionate kiss, oblivious to their surroundings. I turned and walked to the car and headed for home. In the car I told Sara I was going out and she would have a new sitter, actually two new sitters, tonight. She was excited to have someone new and asked me dozens of questions about Jenna and Emily as we drove home.
When we arrived home Sara had a quick snack and then I sent her to take a bath, and told her I was doing the same. I ran the bath for Sara, adding plenty of bubbles, and she eagerly hopped in the tub. Having her situated, I went to my room and ran a bath also, adding orchid scented bath beads to the water. I stripped off my clothes, taking notice of my very damp panties, and sunk into the hot water. I knew my time was somewhat limited because Sara would only be content for a short time, so I couldn’t indulge myself too long.
I soaked for about 15 minutes, hopefully enough to soften my skin to Allyson’s liking, and then stepped out of the tub. I went directly to the shower enclosure, first washing my hair and then shaving to make sure my legs and pussy were perfectly smooth. Stepping from the shower I used a hand mirror to examine between my legs and used my razor to remove some stubble I had missed and a few stray hairs between my cheeks. Happy that I was now totally hairless I massaged in some baby oil to make myself as smooth as possible. I worked on my hair and make-up and just as I emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me, Sara called for me. Perfect timing. I slipped on a robe and attended to her, and when she was dressed I sent her downstairs while I went back to my room to finish preparing. I slipped on the bra and thong, the soft satin feeling great against my skin. I slipped the dress over my head and managed the back zipper on my own. I added my jewelry and 3″ red heels and checked myself out in the mirror. I hoped Allyson would like what she saw. I glanced at the clock and realized Jenna and Emily would be arriving in about 15 minutes so I went downstairs with Sara to wait.
It seemed time was standing still as I waited for the two teens to arrive. 6:15 came and went and my anticipation heightened. Finally, at about 6:25, the doorbell rang. I rushed to the door to find Jenna and Emily waiting, both looking absolutely scrumptious. They stepped inside and I gave Jenna a hug. Jenna then introduced me to Emily and I shook her hand as I tried to avert my eyes from her cleavage. She was wearing a green and gray striped t-shirt dress with cap sleeves that hugged her curves snugly. The neckline dropped low enough to give an unobstructed view of the tops of her big boobs. No wonder Jenna had the hots for this girl! Jenna was adorable in a ribbed, tight pink tank top with lace trim and a little white bow on the trim, tiny pink tie dye shorts and cute sandals. It was obvious Jenna was braless as her hard nipples were poking through the thin material of her shirt, making me wonder if they were late because they had been fooling around somewhere. I ushered them into the house to meet Sara, and in an instant both were on the floor playing with her. As they moved around on the floor I got a brief flash of Emily’s gray panties beneath her dress and felt myself becoming more aroused by the second. I told them I didn’t know if they had eaten yet so I made enough dinner for all three of them. Jenna looked at me slyly and responded, giggling. “We haven’t eaten yet, but we’re looking forward to eating tonight,” and then winked at me. I asked Jenna to come into the kitchen with me for directions to prepare dinner and as soon we were out of sight I grabbed her and we locked lips, kissing deeply. Jenna ground her body against me as we kissed, our tongues dueling in each other’s mouths. I knew we didn’t have much time, so reluctantly I pulled away, smiling as I saw Jenna’s hard nipples once again protruding through her shirt. I reached out and tweaked a nipple, eliciting a soft moan from Jenna.
“I wish we had more time,” I said softly.
“Me too,” replied Jenna. “But we’ll be here when you get home. You look absolutely gorgeous. My mom’s going to love your dress. Red is her favorite color.”
“I hope she likes it. I’m looking forward to getting to know her better.”
“She is looking forward to it too.”
I gave her the quick rundown on dinner and Sara’s instructions for the night. Satisfied she had everything under control I told her I needed to leave. Jenna grabbed my hand and pulled me to her again, wrapping her arms around me. I could feel her warm breath on my ear as she spoke.
“As soon as we know Sara is sleeping, Emily and I will be naked. You’ll find us in your bed when you come home.” She stepped back, smiling at me, her bright blue eyes shining.
“I’ll look forward to that all night,” I answered, kissed her again quickly and then went to say good-bye to Sara, kissing her and telling her to be good. I grabbed my purse and headed for the door, my pussy already dampening my thong and my libido in overdrive.
I managed to focus on driving, and not my needy pussy, on the way to the restaurant, but between my anticipation of my night with Allyson and Jenna’s last comment to me, it took a supreme effort to concentrate on the road. I arrived just before 7 and had the valet park my car. I walked in and was immediately impressed by the ambience. I didn’t see Allyson and gave my name to the maître d’ and was seated. I had just dropped into my seat when Allyson entered. I was awestruck by her beauty as she walked toward the table, and I wasn’t the only one as almost every head, male and female, turned to look at her striding toward our table. She wore a royal blue, lacy sleeveless dress that hugged her curves perfectly, showcasing her hourglass figure. Allyson’s blonde hair hung loosely to the top of her generous breasts. A simple string of pearls and matching, dangling pearl earrings were the perfect accents to her wardrobe. Her makeup was perfect, and she oozed class and sophistication, with just a hint of sexiness.
When she reached the table I stood and we hugged briefly. The feel of her big boobs pressing against me and the scent of her expensive perfume brought an electric charge to my body that centered between my legs.
As we sat back down, she smiled a dazzling smile and apologized for being a few minutes late. I realized I was totally smitten and barely had the capacity to comprehend what she was saying. Almost instantly the waitress, a cute dark-haired girl, appeared and asked for our drink orders. Allyson asked her to return so we could peruse the wine list and she whisked away to another table. Picking up the menu, I quickly asked Allyson if she had any recommendations since I had never been here before, hoping I could calm myself so I could have a rationale conversation, even though my panties were very wet and clinging to my hot pussy. Allyson gave me a few options and, as if reading our minds, the waitress appeared again asking if we had decided on drinks. We both ordered a glass of chardonnay and she retreated to fetch our drinks.
We settled into a comfortable conversation, talking about our days, although I left out the part about me spying on the two young lesbians in the park. As Allyson spoke I noticed she had a perfect French manicure, the tips of her nails done elegantly, and wondered if she had a pedicure to match. The waitress returned with our wine and took our orders. I wasn’t sure how much food I could handle in my excitement and I didn’t want anything heavy, so I ordered a sesame tuna salad, something I thought sounded delicious and would be easy on my digestive system. Allyson ordered a salad also and the waitress departed, leaving us alone at our somewhat private table for two. Allyson lifted her glass, and I copied. “To new friends” she toasted as we brought our glasses together. The wine was delicious as I took my first sip, hoping it would help calm my nerves.
Our conversation flowed here and there as we opened up to each other. She asked about practicing medicine and how difficult that had to be, and I asked her about the work she did in the community and how fulfilling it must be. The conversation effortlessly flowed from one topic lead to another. She was as charming as I had hoped and I felt totally at ease in her company.
The conversation waned briefly and I took the opportunity to ask her a personal question that I hoped wasn’t out-of-bounds.
“Allyson,” I ventured, gazing into her blue eyes, “you are intelligent, successful and gorgeous. How is it that nobody has snatched you up, or do you enjoy playing the field?”
She chuckled as she contemplated her response, and just as she began to speak the waitress appeared with our meals. Perfect timing. We paused as the plates were placed on the table and she was gone as quickly as she appeared, my question still floating like the aroma of our entrees.
“I don’t really play the field,” Allyson responded, unexpectedly. I thought she would avoid the question once she had the opportunity to do so. “I’ve never gone out my way looking for someone. I’ve had plenty of chances to socialize, and I have taken advantage of some. Only a few have been more than social, and only one has become anything serious. That was about three years ago. It was someone I came to care very deeply for, and they got along very well with Jenna, which is nearly as important as how I feel about them. We had a relationship that lasted about a year, and then a job opportunity came along that was too good to pass up. I am settled here and wasn’t going to uproot Jenna, so unfortunately, we made the hard to decision to split. It was difficult, and there hasn’t been anyone since. Like you once said you did after your divorce, I threw myself into my work and Jenna’s activities. And here I am.”
As I observed her across the table I thought I could see sadness in her eyes. “I am sorry Allyson,” I said sincerely. “I didn’t mean to bring up a painful memory.”
She smiled weakly. “It’s OK. You make the best decision you can and move on, and it was the best decision for Jenna and I. It has brought us much closer, so in the end, it wasn’t all bad.”
She paused and then continued. “The same question could be asked of you too. No paramours lining up at your door?”
It was my turn to laugh. “No, no paramours. I’m much more recent to the single life than you, and while I’ve had offers, and have accepted a few, the right person definitely hasn’t swept me off my feet.” I purposely said ‘person’, hoping she realized I didn’t say man.
“I guess we’re both just waiting for that special someone,” Allyson replied.
I wasn’t sure how to respond, so I didn’t. We both began eating as our conversation stymied somewhat. We made some small talk as we continued eating and I wished I hadn’t brought up the topic, and it made me hesitate to ask the question that had been on my mind since Allyson had asked me about dinner. Every time I looked across the table I was spellbound by Allyson’s beauty, and I knew I had to ask eventually. As we finished our salads, and buoyed by the liquid courage of my wine, I figured it was now or never.
“Allyson, I have something I need to ask, something I’ve been wondering about since you asked me to come to dinner.” I stared deeply into her eyes as I continued, hoping this wouldn’t blow up in my face. “Is this two new friends sharing a night out, getting to know each other better? Or is this a date? It feels like a date, but I don’t want to be presumptuous.”
Allyson held my gaze for what seemed like minutes, and I instantly wished I could take back the question. Finally, after an awkward silence, she answered.
“Let me ask you, Beth, what is the difference? What constitutes two friends having dinner or two people on a date?”
I hesitated briefly, wanting to choose my words carefully. “If it is two friends we’ll do this again every so often. We’ll get to know each other better, maybe spend more time together, but it will be platonic. If this is a date, the expectations are different. There is romance, much deeper feelings, and there is an expectation for a physical aspect of the relationship.”
The comment hung in the air as Allyson studied me stoically. After what seemed like an eternity, Allyson said “excuse me”, rose from her chair and turned to walk away. My eyes instantly went to the sway of her ass she left the table, and I silently cursed myself for venturing too far. Damn, had I offended her? I wasn’t sure what to think as I watched her turn the corner and move out of sight at the other end of the room. As I contemplated what happened and how to respond when Allyson returned to the table, the waitress appeared again briefly and cleared our plates. As my attention followed the waitress walking away I saw Allyson headed back to our table. My curiosity was piqued as she had been gone for less than a minute.
Allyson approached the table and instead of taking her seat, she continued around the edge of the table till she was standing beside me. Reaching out with her left hand, she dropped something on the table in front of me and then moved back to take her seat. I looked down at the table, at the ball of white material in front me. At first I thought it was her linen napkin, but as the material began to decompress and expand I realized it was not a napkin. It was her panties! I picked up the white, lacy mesh panties, and studied them. There was a small, lavender bow on the waistband and as I opened them up I realized they were boy shorts and the mesh and lace front panel was completely see-through. They were also still slightly warm and very damp. I raised my eyes and looked across the table at Allyson.
“I hope this clears up any confusion about whether or not this is a date, or what my intentions are,” she said with a smile creeping across her face.
I was dumbfounded, and incredibly turned on. I raised the soft material and rubbed it across my face, inhaling her womanly scent and, as I locked eyes with Allyson, I extended my tongue and licked at the damp material. I saw her take a deep intake of breath as I got a faint taste of her sweet pussy. As I took another swipe of my tongue across her sheer panties I felt a deep ache between my legs. I lowered the panties from my face, my eyes never leaving Allyson’s.
“I hope that shows you my intentions too,” I said softly as I looked around quickly, hoping nobody had seen my wanton display.
“I’m glad we cleared that up,” Allyson said, her voice husky and excited. Allyson’s eyes fluttered, her long eyelashes captivating me. I could feel my pussy leaking into my thong as my excitement increased by the second. The sexual energy between us was palpable as Allyson whispered “You are a naughty girl, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I am. I can be as naughty as you want me to be,” I responded, the words catching in my dry throat.
“Let’s go back to my house, have another glass of wine, and you can show me how naughty you are.”
It wasn’t a question, and I wanted nothing more to be with her in private so I could ravish her body.
“I’d like that very much,” I answered, breathlessly.
Allyson turned and got the attention of our waitress, summoning her to the table. At the last second I dropped Allyson’s panties into my lap, away from the waitress’s eyes. Allyson insisted on paying, and I didn’t put up much resistance. My head was swimming with dirty thoughts too much too care. After settling the check, we rose to leave. I felt like everyone was staring at us as we departed, but I’m sure it was just my imagination, or maybe everyone was gawking as I carried Allyson’s balled up panties in my hand, my nipples hard as pebbles and my drooling cunt soaking my thong. We exited the restaurant and gave our tickets to the valet. As we stood waiting I turned to Allyson and gazed longingly into her intoxicating eyes. I was so horny I couldn’t think straight. The only thought I had was the need to feast on her. Allyson leaned in and kissed me softly, fanning the flame burning inside me and causing a fresh gush of juices into my thong. It was a quick kiss, but incredibly soft and sensual. She pulled away just as the valet arrived with her car.
“You know where you are going, right?”
I nodded, not sure if I had the ability to form words.
“Good, hurry, but be careful. I’ll be waiting for you.”
She turned and walked to her car, leaving me alone briefly with my wanton desire. Allyson pulled away as I waited for my car and, after what seemed like an eternity, the valet arrived and I quickly sped off, trying to push back my forbidden erotic thoughts and concentrate on driving. I pulled up to a red light, picked up Allyson’s panties which I had deposited on the passenger seat and buried my face in the sheer material, delighting in her delicious aroma, every fiber of my being yearning for Allyson’s touch. The light turned, I dropped the panties into my lap and continued through the city streets, determined to get to Allyson’s house as soon as possible.
A few minutes later I pulled into Allyson’s driveway. I checked myself out in the car mirror, my cheeks flushed with excitement. I exited the car, walked to the front door and rang the doorbell. A few seconds later Allyson opened the door and ushered me inside, closing the door and locking it behind me. She looked radiant, her creamy complexion glowing. She took my hand and led me to the kitchen, talking as we went.
“I was just opening a bottle of wine. You’d like another glass, wouldn’t you?” she asked.
“Are you trying to get me drunk and take advantage of me?” I responded playfully.
Allyson turned to look at me. As she spoke I was mesmerized by her soft, full lips, dreaming of kissing her deeply.
“Somehow, I don’t think I need to get you drunk to take advantage of you. And for the record, I wouldn’t want you drunk, not tonight, but loosening up inhibitions is never a bad thing.” She smiled as she turned and poured two glasses of wine, then turned back, handing a glass to me. I raised my glass to her.
“To loosening inhibitions,” I toasted, smiling.
We clinked glasses lightly and drank, the cool wine feeling good, but only one thing would quench the thirst I had. Allyson took my hand again and led me out of the kitchen to her living room where we sat on a soft, leather sofa. Allyson sat with her left leg tucked under her, her dress riding up and exposing her full, creamy thighs to my view. I watched as she lifted her glass to her delectable lips and drank. I, too, took a gulp of the fine wine, hoping to calm my nerves slightly.
“What are you thinking?” Allyson asked softly, her fingers reaching out and lightly touching my face.
“Honestly,” I replied, pausing. “I can’t stop thinking about the fact that you aren’t wearing panties.”
Allyson smiled brightly. “I hope that didn’t catch you off-guard too much. I’ve never done anything like that before, but the mood seemed right.”
“It did take me by surprise, and it definitely answered my question, but I’ve been consumed by the thought of you being sans panties ever since.”
Allyson took another sip of her wine and I continued.
“Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?”
“Not at all?”
“You don’t need to answer if you don’t want to, if this is too personal. The person you talked about at the restaurant, who you had a relationship with, was it a woman?”
Allyson hesitated before responding, taking another sip of wine.
“Yes, it was a woman. Her name was Nicole. How did you know?”
“You were very careful not to place a gender when talking about them. That, and intuition on my part.”
“Very astute of you. Does it bother you that I had an ongoing, public relationship with a woman?”
“No, not at all,” I replied reassuringly. That helped explain a lot though: why Allyson was so comfortable with me, maybe why Jenna was so open to my advances, and open to seducing Emily.
“If you must know, I consider myself a lesbian now. I’ve tried men and have no desire to go back. Not that I’ve had a lot of experience with women, but enough to know I never need to feel scratchy whiskers again.”
Allyson chuckled at that comment and I laughed with her.
“I’m not trying to put a label on anyone and I’m not one to judge anyone’s sexual preference. I believe you take pleasure as you desire. For what it’s worth, after my divorce I’ve had no desire to be with another man, and I haven’t. I’ve had past experiences with women, and have recently rediscovered how much I love a feminine touch, so if that makes me a lesbian, I’ll wear that label.”
Allyson smiled warmly and raised her glass to me with a fire burning in her eyes.
“Here’s to a soft, feminine touch.”
We toasted again and emptied our glasses. I was light-headed, but I wasn’t sure if it was from the wine or the thrilling rush of passion swelling inside me. Allyson took my glass and placed both glasses on the table in front of us. She turned back to me and leaned in. The world stood still as she closed the gap between us, and just before our lips touched, I saw her close her eyes. When her soft, pillowy lips settled onto my mouth my first thought was that this seemed so natural. A wave of pleasure engulfed me as we kissed for the first time and I was overwhelmed with arousal.
Allyson was an expert kisser and her velvet lips were imminently kissable, so sensual and soft. When I felt her lips part slightly and her tongue flitter along my lips I immediately opened my lips to allow her entry. When our tongues touched for the first time it was like fireworks going off in my body. My thong was absolutely saturated as more juices leaked from my fevered pussy. Our tongues moved languidly in one another’s mouths, nothing hurried or rushed, but our lustful hunger growing. I felt Allyson’s left hand slide behind my head, gently sliding through my hair as she held me to her softly. At the same time, her right hand began caressing my thigh, her touch giving me goosebumps. I moved my left hand to Allyson’s soft thigh, reveling in the feel of her smooth skin as my fingers caressed her. I resisted the urge to plunge my hand up her dress, instead stroking the exposed flesh.
Our soft moans were muffled in each other’s mouths as our kiss lingered and our tongues danced together. Our kiss gradually evolved from soft and sensual to passionate and sloppy. My breathing was ragged as my excitement built. When I felt Allyson pulling back slightly my mouth tried to follow, but Allyson continued moving back, breaking our kiss. We looked at each other, wild with desire. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest as Allyson’s hand slid from the back of my head to my cheek, touching me lightly as we looked at each other longingly.
“Let’s go upstairs. We’ll be more comfortable there,” she urged.
Allyson rose, took my hand, and I stood with her, my knees weak with desire. We kissed again, briefly, and she led me across the room to the stairs. She started up the stairs and I followed closely behind, my eyes locked on her lush, round ass. At the top of the stairs Allyson took my hand again, we turned left and walked the short distance to her bedroom. The light from the hall illuminated the room, which was dominated by a four poster, king size bed. Allyson left me standing in the middle of the room as she went to the bedside table and began lighting candles. When she moved to her dresser to light more candles I stepped up behind her, pressing my body to her tightly and wrapped my arms around her waist. As my arms encircled her, I saw close her eyes in our reflection in the mirror above the dresser. I leaned in and kissed her lightly in the hollow of her neck and Allyson’s soft moan was music to my ears. I continued with soft kisses on her neck before moving to her ear, teasing her with soft licks and my hot breath, before whispering to her “From the day you stepped into my house I’ve fantasized about taking you to bed.” I slid my hands up her body and cupped her generous breasts as I pressed my boobs into her back. “I’m ready to take you to bed and explore every inch of your gorgeous body.”
A low moan escaped from Allyson at my declaration, and when I gently sucked on her earlobe her moans grew louder. My hands were busy with her heavy mounds, my fingers teasing her visibly hard nipples through her dress and bra, and I could feel her grinding her ass back into me. I continued teasing her ear and neck with soft, meandering kisses and licks, and felt her wrap her right hand back across my body, grabbing my ass and pulling me against her. As I teased her I could see our reflection in the mirror and the sight of my hands caressing her big, soft boobs added to the heat of the moment. Allyson turned her head to me and our lips came together again in a deep, passionate kiss, our tongues slopping wetly together as we panted into each other’s mouth.
Allyson turned in my arms, not breaking our scorching kiss, our tits now pressing together. My hands slid to her ass as we writhed together, our passion growing by the second. Allyson’s arms moved around me, pulling me tighter. My hands were now massaging her firm ass as we kissed deeply. I gradually began pulling at Allyson’s dress, inching it upward until it was bunched around her waist and my hands slipped onto the soft skin of her ass. Allyson gasped into my mouth as she felt my fingers on her bare flesh. I massaged her firm globes and then slid my right hand down between her legs, my fingertips just barely able to touch the slick folds of her pussy. Allyson groaned loudly as my fingers quickly became covered with her slippery juices. I continued teasing her hot pussy the best I could, but my arm wasn’t long enough to reach as far as I needed and wanted.
I broke our kiss and quickly turned her around again. Pressing my body into her back I brought my sticky fingers to her mouth and watched as she eagerly sucked them in, tasting her own juices. My left hand was back on her left breast, pinching her rock-hard nipple. I allowed her to suck on my fingers for a few more seconds and then withdrew them from her mouth. I stepped back slightly and brought both hands to the base of her neck and slid the zipper of her dress all the way down, stopping at the upper swell of her buttocks. I slid my hands inside the dress and up her bare back. When I reached her shoulders, I pushed the straps forward, down her arms, and when her arms were free, skimmed her dress down over hips and dropped it at her feet.
I looked at the reflection of Allyson’s flawless body in the mirror, now only wearing her pearl necklace, her sheer bra that matched her panties and heels. My hands moved to her back again and I quickly unclasped her bra. Allyson shrugged her shoulders and the straps slipped down her arms. My hands inched forward, following her bra as it dropped and I watched in the mirror as the bra fell away and her big boobs were exposed to me for the first time, a few seconds later my hands covering her generous breasts. She was bigger than me, a D-cup easily, and even as large as her boobs were, they sagged very little. She had milk chocolate colored areolae and her nipples were hard and thick. I cupped her breasts, feeling their weight, and pinched her fat nipples between my thumb and forefinger, making her moan with desire.
Allyson’s eyes were closed, her breath coming in short gasps as I fondled her tits. I leaned into her ear and whispered “You are more gorgeous in person than you were in my fantasies.” I nipped at her ear as I stopped talking, watching her reaction in the mirror. Allyson laid her head back on my shoulder as my tongue began to trace patterns on her neck. At the same time, my right hand slid down her body, across her flat tummy and over her smooth, hairless pubic mound. I stopped just before my fingers touched the top of her slit, teasing her, and felt her shift, opening her legs for me before I plunged my hand down to her creaming cunt.
“Oh God yes” Allyson whimpered as my fingers stroked her pulsating pussy. In moments, my fingers were coated with the copious juices overflowing from her. I gazed into the mirror at our reflection, Allyson’s head back, mouth open as she quietly gasped for air, her chest was heaving under my fingers which were toying with her stiff nipple, and my right hand buried between her legs, exploring the hot cunt of my lesbian goddess. As I continued to tease her steaming pussy I moved back to her ear.
“Open your eyes Allyson,” I whispered. “I want you to look in the mirror and watch as I make you cum.”
Allyson lifted her head and her eyes slowly drifted open. Her gaze was filled with lust and excitement and I could feel her body trembling with anticipation. My fingers moved to her swollen clit, teasing her swollen nub. As the dual stimulation of my fingers on her nipple and clit brought her closer to release, I began talking to her.
“I want you to cum for me Allyson. I want you to see how beautiful you are as I give you pleasure. And after I make you cum, I’m going to take you to your bed and give you as many orgasms as you want. I can’t wait to be between your legs, tasting you, licking your sweet pussy, being the naughty girl you want me to be.”
“Oh God, don’t stop. Please don’t stop,” she shrieked. “I’m so close.”
I could feel her body shaking, I knew her orgasm was imminent. I pinched her nipple hard between my fingers and furiously frigged her stiff clit, wanting to make her cum hard.
“Oh fuck yesssss!” Allyson screamed as her orgasm burst upon her instantly and her body shook with ecstasy. Her mouth was frozen open in a continuous scream that echoed throughout her room.
“That’s it baby. Cum for me,” I hissed as I stared at her orgasming body. Her climax seemed to last for minutes, her body rigid and chest heaving. Finally, I felt her relax, her body leaning back against mine. I worked my fingers down between the folds of her excessively wet cunt and felt her hips gyrate as I slipped two fingers deep inside her silky pussy.
“Wow! That was amazing,” Allyson muttered, her voice croaking. “I don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard. I’m not sure I can even see straight!”
“That’s just the beginning,” I answered as I slipped my fingers from her swampy pussy. As she watched in the mirror I raised my hand and sucked my fingers, coated with her juices, into my mouth, tasting her pussy for the first time. I voraciously sucked her sweet elixir from my fingers, moaning as my mouth watered for more.
When my fingers were clean, I stepped back, pulling Allyson along and pushed her onto her bed. As I watched her lie back on the bed I hastily stripped my dress off and then moved to join Allyson. She was lying in the center of the bed, legs spread wide open, her juicy pink pussy fully on display.
“Is this what you want?” she asked, teasing me, sliding her fingers between her legs and touching her glistening cunt. “Do you want to eat my pussy Beth? Have you been dreaming about this?”
I climbed onto the bed, kneeling between her legs and took a deep breath, savoring the thick aroma of her arousal and staring into the sweet folds of her cunt. At that moment, it hit me that Allyson’s pussy looked just like her daughter’s. Allyson and Jenna both had the same, thin, pouting labial lips and a deep pink color. At that moment, a new wave of lust cascaded through my body with the realization of what I was about to do. I had a fleeting thought that as much as I wanted to devour Allyson’s pussy, I shouldn’t.
Would my sexual depravity drive me to do what I was craving right now? Would I dare take the final plunge and eat Allyson’s succulent pussy, just as I had already done numerous times to her adorable, teen daughter? I hesitated briefly, and then leaned down to Allyson’s beckoning pussy, giving in to the dark side of my sexuality. I placed my hands on the inside of her thighs, pushing her legs open wider, bent down, and extending my tongue, took my first lick of her pretty cunt. I slid my tongue sensually between her puffy lips and lost all rational thought as I was completely engulfed by her scent and taste. Unbelievably, the first thought I had as I licked her was that Allyson and Jenna had the same mouthwatering sweetness. I moaned into her wetness, thinking about their similar tasting delicious cunts, the vibrations coursing through her body, as I gave into my desire and began feasting on her dripping slit. I felt Allyson’s hands on the side of my head, holding me in place as she began grinding her pussy in my face. I pushed my tongue at her gushing hole, eager to slurp up the juices leaking from her.
“That’s it Beth. Eat my pussy. I know you want it. I want it too. I want you to make me cum in your mouth baby. Look at me. Look up at me as you go down on me.”
I opened my eyes and looked up across her body. Her swollen nipples were begging for attention, but I was concentrating solely on Allyson’s delicious pussy. I switched to licking with big, wide strokes, lapping at her like I was licking an ice cream cone, up and down through her pussy, parting her lips as I went. The flat of my tongue licked from her hard clit all the way down through her pussy till my tongue was nearly making contact with her pink asshole, and then back up to her clit again. Our eyes were locked together as I fervently licked Allyson’s cunt. Allyson grunted softly as my tongue relentlessly lapped at her. After a few minutes, I switched back to burying my tongue deep inside her honeypot. As I wiggled my tongue inside her gooey pussy, I felt her pull my face against her tighter. My face was sticky and wet with her juices and I pushed my tongue deeper into her.
“That’s it Beth. Get your tongue deep inside me” she encouraged. “Does it taste as good as you imagined? I love seeing your pretty face between my legs. I may want you to eat me a lot. Would you like that baby? I can tell you love having your tongue in my pussy.”
I nodded my head while looking up at her, but not slowing my assault on her cunt. Allyson’s words had a profound effect on me and sent ripples through my body. I had a deep ache in my pussy, my thong absolutely drenched with my own juices. I did love eating her, I already knew that. Her cunt cream was coating my tongue and my pussy was flowing like water leaking from a faucet. I worshipped her pussy as she pulled my face deeper into her. I was tongue fucking her as deep as possible, my wiggling tongue squishing into her depths as my mouth became a receptacle for her pleasure. I continued probing and was captivated by her wet cunt. Her exquisite taste drove me to want more.
“Don’t stop baby. Don’t stop. I’m going to cum so fucking hard in your mouth Beth. Oh, God, don’t stop!” she screamed.
I felt Allyson’s body tense and she clamped her thighs tightly on my ears as her passion rose to new heights. Allyson squealed as she came and the full flood of her ecstasy flowed into my mouth. I felt like I was going to drown in her juices as she held me firmly in place, my greedy mouth suctioning the juices out of her. Allyson’s body shivered and shook as she came, gasping loudly. I continued sucking and licking at her creaming cunt till she finally collapsed, her hands and thighs loosening their grip on me. I gave her pussy a few light kisses and looked up at her body heaving with aftershocks. Allyson opened her eyes and looked down at me, licking my lips between her legs.
“That was fucking amazing,” she exclaimed with a blissful smile on her face. “You have quite a skilled tongue!”
“Thank you, I aim to please,” I said smiling, and giving a light lick to her pussy.
She jumped, as if shocked at the touch of my tongue. “I am so sensitive right now. I really don’t know if I’ve ever had two orgasms like that before. That was incredible.”
“So you don’t want me to eat you again?” I asked, kissing her distended clit softly, her body quivering at my touch.
“You really want more?” she asked, incredulous.
“Mmmmm, yes. You taste so sweet. I’ll eat you again right now, and the rest of the night, if you want.” I dipped my tongue between her lips, lapping up more of her sweet nectar.
“No, not yet. First, I want to get you out of your clothes. I want to see your body and I’m sure your pussy could use some attention.”
I slid up over Allyson’s body till I was lying on top of her and we kissed deeply, giving her a taste of the juices she had deposited in my mouth and on my face. As we kissed I rubbed my pussy on her leg, smearing the juices soaking through my thong onto her thigh. Allyson’s hands moved up my back and released the clasp on my bra and then rolled me onto my back, with her now lying on top of me she discarded my bra and attacked my tits with her mouth. She moved back and forth across my chest, licking, kissing, sucking and biting my incredibly sensitive nipples. Her mouth felt wonderful on my tits, but I desperately needed to cum and this wasn’t going to get me off. I raised my hips, pushing up into her body as I sought contact of any kind on my panty covered crotch. Allyson sensed my overwhelming need and began kissing her way down my body, pausing briefly to tease my belly button before sliding her tongue onto my soaked thong. She kissed and licked the saturated satin for a few seconds and then pulled away, sending me into a frenzy.
“Please don’t stop Allyson. I need to feel your mouth on me now!”
Allyson’s hands grasped the waistband of my thong and pulled. I lifted my ass and she quickly peeled it down and threw it on the floor.
“Mmm, I love a smooth pussy. I’m so glad you shaved for me. Do you always get this wet?” she asked as her slender fingers began teasing my pouting cunt.
I thought I would lose my mind as she gently started rubbing my protruding clit. I looked down at her, pleadingly, as her soft touch enflamed my carnal desires.
“Yes,” I finally responded. “I get very wet when I’m turned on. Please Allyson. Please, I need to cum so bad.”
“What do you want baby?” she teased. “Tell me what you want me to do. I want to hear you say it.”
“Eat me Allyson. I want you to eat my pussy, to lick me until I cum all over your pretty face. Please Allyson. Please eat me now,” I begged.
Allyson smiled up at me and I watched as she lowered her head and pushed her face into my humid cunt, her tongue grazing my pussy lips, lightly at first and then longer and deeper licks. I felt light-headed as Allyson began to eat me. She took a long lick through my crease and then pulled away, making me howl in sexual frustration.
“You have such a pretty cunt, Beth, and you taste and smell heavenly,” she said, licking her lips.
Allyson leaned back down and her nose sank into my soft pussy, rubbing through my wet folds momentarily, and then I felt her tongue snaking into me. I threw my head back as pleasure coursed through my body, every nerve ending on fire. Allyson’s skilled tongue knew just where to lick, how much pressure to use, and how to tease me into a frenzy. I was panting and writhing on the bed, a fine sheen of sweat forming on my body. My loud moans filled her room, and when her tongue began lashing my enlarged clit and she slipped her middle finger into my open slit I could feel my orgasm approaching like a locomotive barreling down the tracks. When she expertly curled her finger inside me and massaged my g-spot I surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure. For a fleeting second I wondered if I should warn her that I was a squirter, but it was already too late as I felt my toes curl and I exploded in orgasmic bliss. Allyson’s finger slipped out of my cunt and I looked down just in time to see me splatter her face with a massive blast of wetness. She pulled back, her face dripping with my juices and my body shuddered again as I ejaculated another stream of clear, sticky cream onto her pretty face. I collapsed back onto the rumpled bed in a sexual haze, my body heaving as I sucked in air deeply. I felt Allyson’s mouth on me again, vacuuming up my leaking nectar.
“That was fucking amazing!” Allyson exclaimed. I could feel her hot breath on my cunt as she spoke. “I’ve never had that happen before. Do you always do that? I can’t believe you came all over my face like that.”
She leaned in to lick up more leaking juices from my sensitive cunt. I struggled to lift my head, but managed to do so and look down at her. Her face was slick with my juices, droplets in her hair and her eyelashes.
“I don’t always squirt like that,” I explained. “But when I’m really turned on I almost always do. I’m sorry I didn’t warn you. You just did everything right to make me explode. I hope you’re OK with that.”
Allyson looked up at me with hooded eyes. “Yes, I’m OK with it. It was so fucking hot. I’ve heard about it, and even seen it online, but never experienced it.” She smiled up at me, licking her lips. “You can squirt on me anytime you want.”
I reached down and pulled Allyson up to me, her hot skin feeling perfect against mine as we kissed deeply. The delicious sensations of my powerful orgasm were still reverberating through my body, and yet I already felt myself wanting more. We kissed softly, slowly, luxuriating in our post-orgasmic pleasure. I was lightly caressing her back, but couldn’t refrain from gliding a hand down to her ass, squeezing the firm globes. I could feel our hard nipples rubbing together as I felt my desire rapidly growing again. Our kisses slowly grew more passionate, tongues dueling in our mouths. I decided to take a chance and see what Allyson’s boundaries were as I slipped my fingers between the cheeks of her ass, the tip of my fingers lightly teasing her tight backdoor. She whimpered into my mouth as my fingers touched her nether hole and I felt her grind her hips down into me as our combined passion ignited yet again. I pressed the tip of my finger against her asshole, lubricated with her juices, slipping inside her to the first knuckle. Allyson moaned into my mouth and I felt her body go rigid as the tip of my finger probed her dark hole, but she didn’t pull away. I assumed this wasn’t the first time Allyson had her ass penetrated as she began slowly gyrating her hips as my finger teased her tight opening. Allyson pulled back, breaking our kiss, looking at me with an animal hunger.
“You are a naughty girl, Beth,” she whispered breathlessly.
With our eyes locked together, I pushed my finger deeper into her anal entrance, feeling her sphincter clamp down on my invading digit. Allyson moaned loudly as I continued to explore her tight ass and then unexpectedly shifted into a sitting position on top of me with my finger still embedded in her ass. Allyson pulled my legs apart and straddled me, bringing our dripping pussies together. I felt her slippery lips slide against me, and her stiff clit rub over my swollen nub. My eyes were locked on the juncture of our thighs, watching as she began grinding her cunt on mine. Until earlier this week I had never experienced this before, then Jenna had ridden me like this. Now her mother was in the same position Jenna had been a few days ago. That thought had my head spinning as the reality of having sex with mother and daughter overwhelmed me and my body tingled with guilt and excitement.
My eyes traveled up Allyson’s voluptuous body, past her big tits and turgid nipples, staring up at her in wonder as she ground her pelvis against me. My finger was still lodged in her tight asshole as our slick pussies rubbed together. I could feel my juices dripping from me, running down my ass to the sheets below. Allyson’s eyes were closed tightly, her face flushed with excitement, as she fucked me with her wet cunt and I could hear her breathing heavily. As her pussy pounded against me I could feel her wetness coating me, adding to my building desire. As her movements became more frenzied I felt my finger slip from her asshole, but I’m not sure she noticed. A few seconds later, her body stiffened and she let out a scream as she came above me, her chest heaving as she climaxed, with my own orgasm following moments later. The room was filled with our moans as our shared orgasms left us breathless, both of us panting with desire.
Before we had fully regained our composure, Allyson untangled our legs and began moving up my body, her sopping wet pussy leaving a snail trail of wetness on my skin, not stopping till her knees were on either side of my head and her pink flesh hovered inches above my face. She reached down and ran her fingers through my hair, over my cheek and slipped her finger into my mouth. I sucked on her slim digit as I looked up into her perfect pussy and inhaled the aroma emanating from her overheated cunt.
“Do you want my pussy again baby?” she asked seductively.
I nodded affirmatively as I continued sucking on her finger.
“I knew you would be an eager pussy pleaser. From the moment I met you, I just knew. You had a vibe that made me want you between my legs licking me.” Allyson pulled her finger from my mouth and put her hand under my chin, tilting my head to look up at her. “Is that what you want Beth? Do you want to lick my pussy again and make me cum in your mouth?”
My heart raced in anticipation of eating her cunt again as I inhaled her natural perfume. “Yes Allyson, I want to eat you. I want your cunt on my mouth and your juices all over my face. I want to lick you and make you cum until you can’t take it anymore, and then keep going and make you cum again.”
I reached up and sunk my fingers into the flesh of her ass, urging her hips downward. Allyson complied and lowered the warm, wet folds of her pussy onto my hungry mouth, letting out a high-pitched squeal as my tongue began lapping at her scrumptious cunt. Allyson grasped my head with both hands, her fingers entwined in my hair, as she began grinding on my face. My nimble tongue was everywhere; teasing her swollen clit, lapping up the pussy syrup leaking from her, and licking and sucking her swollen lips. I savored her flavor as I allowed her to use my mouth for her pleasure. Her hips slowed and she settled her ripe cunt onto my mouth and I began exploring the deep recesses of her silky folds with my tongue. I fastened my mouth to her silky, smooth pussy and penetrated her with my tongue, pushing as deeply into her as possible and I could hear her soft moans as my tongue repeatedly dipped between her pouting lips. I continued tongue fucking her for a long time, her intoxicating juices dripping into my mouth and as my tongue explored every crevice of her mature cunt, I could feel her body beginning to quiver. I could sense she was inching closer to her climax so I shifted my focus, my tongue moving from her pink tunnel to her big, dark clit. The instant I swiped my tongue across her clit Allyson responded with a low, guttural growl.
“Oh, fuck yes, right there,” she hissed. “Lick my clit Beth. I’m so close baby. You’re going to make me cum so fucking hard.”
I began flicking my tongue directly on her clit, using just the tip of my tongue, vibrating my tongue as fast as possible. When I sensed she was on the verge of orgasm, I sucked her stiff spire between my lips, keeping the tip of my tongue on her bloated clit as I sucked hard. Allyson’s scream of release echoed through the house as a powerful orgasm wracked her body. I kept sucking, wanting to bring her the most intense pleasure possible, and as I sensed her reaching her peak of pleasure, I stopped sucking and attacked her pulsating clit with my tongue again, licking frantically.
I was in a sexual trance at this point, on auto-pilot as I worked to bring Allyson the maximum amount of pleasure. My own cunt was on fire and I could feel my juices puddling below me on Allyson’s bed. A piercing scream snapped me back to reality as Allyson’s second orgasm burst upon her. Her body heaved as her body succumbed to the pleasure my tongue was giving her. I felt her hips shift as she moved her sensitive clit away from my tongue, settling her leaking cunt on my mouth so I could lap up her sweet nectar as she shivered in orgasm.
As Allyson slowly descended from her intense climaxes she lifted off my mouth, and I watched as she turned her body and quickly planted her pussy back onto my mouth, this time facing down my body. In one swift motion, she leaned down, pushed my legs wide open, and sank her face into my burning pussy as we settled into a classic 69. I moaned into Allyson’s wet cunt as she began to devour me, her tongue, thick and soft, fluttering into my needy pussy. In unison, our tongues probed and licked as the room filled with the wet sounds of tongues licking and muffled moans.
My hands were on Allyson’s butt, pulling her cunt down onto my lapping tongue as I continued to lick her. Pulling her cheeks wide open, I spied her wrinkled star just above her glistening pussy as I moved my tongue to her clit and slowly licked up through her parted lips. As I licked upward, I pulled down on her ass with my tongue moving up through Allyson’s pussy, to her perineum, hesitating momentarily, and then slipping onto her soft, but firm, anus. Allyson shrieked into my pussy, and I felt her body stiffen briefly as she felt my tongue on her asshole. My tongue teasing her backdoor incited Allyson to attack my clit with her tongue. Her skillful tongue on my distended clit sent a shiver down my spine as I felt my own orgasm rapidly approaching. I gave her an open-mouthed ass kiss, poking at her anus with the stiffened tip of my tongue. I dug my fingers deeper into Allyson’s soft ass, pulling her cheeks wide open and feeling her asshole yield as the tip of my tongue slipped into her puckered hole. Our tongues moved aggressively, mine penetrating her tight ass slightly and hers teasing my throbbing clit.
Moments later, pleasure crashed through my body as my orgasm shook me. I felt my pussy shudder and juices gush from my spasming pussy, and Allyson moved from my clit to lap at the flow of wetness fleetingly, then going back to my bloated clit, sucking on my pleasure button. Before I fully recovered from my first climax, another hit me and I screamed in the throes of passion. I felt Allyson thrust two long, slender fingers into my cunt as I came, finger-fucking my sloppy cunt fast and hard as she sucked on my clit. I emitted a continuous wail as another orgasm shook me and felt my juices squirt around Allyson’s thrusting fingers. One more smaller orgasm left me breathless, my chest heaving.
“No more. Please no more, I can’t take any more,” I pleaded. Our lesbian coupling had left me exhausted.
Allyson’s fingers eased out of my still leaking pussy and she turned, her body pressed against me. Her face was smeared with my juices, glistening in the candlelight, and she never looked more beautiful. I sighed deeply as she kissed me softly and then nuzzled into the hollow of my neck, her left arm and leg draped across my sweaty body. We laid together quietly, only the sound of our breathing breaking the silence. I sighed deeply, my craving satiated, at least for the moment. Allyson’s hand moved on my chest, her fingers lightly tweaking my rosy, pink nipple.
“Somehow I knew you would be wild in bed,” Allyson whispered, her hot breath on my neck extremely erotic. “You are an amazing lover, Beth. Even better than I fantasized.”
I turned my head to look at her, a dreamy smile on her face. “You were much better than my fantasies too, and the fantasy was really good!”
I leaned in and kissed her soft, pouting lips as we cuddled, our warm bodies so comfortable together. I could feel her still stiff nipples poking into my side as she teased my nipples. Breaking our kiss, she dropped her head back onto my shoulder. I closed my eyes, relaxing in the bed of my new lesbian lover. And as I laid there in the tangled sheets with Allyson by my side, the taste of her pussy still on my lips, Jenna popped into my head. I had now eaten mother and daughter, and loved the fantastic sex with both. And hoped for more, much more. With thoughts of wild sex with Jenna and Allyson dancing through my head, I closed my eyes, wondering how this love triangle would play out.
For quite some time, we laid together quietly in the afterglow of our orgasms. The only movement was the rise and fall of our chests and Allyson’s fingers lazily running circles around my still turgid nipples. I could feel my well-used cunt leaking, the puddle of my juices pooling on Allyson’s rumpled sheets. I turned my head to look at my new lover. Allyson’s eyes were closed and her once perfectly coiffed blonde hair was now disheveled, her lips and chin were still damp with my juices, and she looked beautiful. I leaned in and kissed her forehead softly, prompting her to open her eyes. Her captivating blue eyes held my gaze and I smiled warmly before leaning in to kiss her soft lips. She purred softly as our lips touched and I felt her body stir against me. Our lips parted and our tongues came together in a soft, passionate, deep kiss. My body began quickly heating up as our tongues danced in one another’s mouth.
As I luxuriated in our sensual kiss, my mind was in turmoil. Part of me wanted to initiate another lovemaking session with Allyson, but I was also being beckoned home, curious to what decadence awaited me with Jenna and Emily. I pulled back, breaking our kiss, and sighed heavily. Allyson sensed what I was feeling, minus the sexual curiosity.
“Do you need to go?” she asked softly, still teasing my nipple. “I know the girls are at your house with Sara and it is getting late.”
“I don’t want to leave,” I answered honestly, but then added a not-so-truthful response. “But I don’t want to keep them there too late either.”
We gazed into each other’s eyes longingly before she answered.
“I understand. When do you think I can see you again?” she asked, as gently pinched my nipple.
“Hopefully soon. I’d like to continue what we started tonight.”
“Me too,” she responded quickly. “What are your plans tomorrow?”
“I’ll be with Sara all day. I was planning on taking her to the zoo.”
“What time does Sara go to bed?” Allyson asked.
“Usually by 8:30. Do you want to come over then?” I paused, then added. “After she goes to bed, we can go to bed too.”
Allyson smiled. “I’d like that very much,” she said and slid her hand from my breast, down across my body. I opened my legs in invitation and she slipped her fingers onto my still hot, wet pussy. “I’ll be thinking of you, just like this, until then.”
“If you keep that up I may never leave,” I exclaimed as her fingers teased my wet cunt. I leaned in and kissed her again softly before pulling away. “But I really do need to leave before you get me going again.”
“I know,” Allyson said, resigning herself to the fact. She pulled her fingers from between my legs and I watched as she brought them to her mouth, licking and sucking on my wetness.
“You are so bad!” I exclaimed and rolled away, getting out of bed and retrieving my clothes. As I dressed I looked to the bed, Allyson watching me intently.
“I like it better when you are taking your clothes off,” she teased.
I slipped my dress back on and moved to the edge of the bed, lifting the front of my dress to expose my thong. “You can undress me and have all of this you want tomorrow night” I said as sexily as I could muster.
“Promise?” Allyson asked.
“Most definitely,” I responded.
Allyson got out of bed, wrapped her arms around me and we kissed deeply, our breasts pressed together tightly and hands caressing each other’s back and ass.
Allyson pulled away, breathless, took my hand and led me out of her room and down the stairs. At the front door, we kissed again; a long, slow, deep, passionate kiss. Breaking the kiss, Allyson looked forlorn.
“I look forward to continuing this tomorrow night,” I announced, hoping to brighten her countenance.
“Me too, very much,” Allyson answered with a contented smile.
I kissed my new lesbian lover again, turned, opened the door and walked away. I glanced back, shocked to see Allyson standing in the doorway watching me, nude. As I walked to the car I wondered what the rest of the night had in store for me with Jenna and Emily.
