by W C AURORA
Adventurous Kate
Adventurous Kate
Midpoint
Please note: this E-book contains strong sexual themes and is not intended for anyone under 18 years of age.
Adventurous Kate
WC Aurora
Copyright WC Aurora 2013
Smashwords Edition
Best Friends.
A year ago, Kate marked a date on her calendar. She sat on her couch, drunk and alone with a red marker in her hand as it rained outside. She wore nothing but a white bra and red panties that didn‘t match, a faux-pas that she was normally conscious of, but it didn’t matter this time, no-one was there to see her. She circled the date several times as though it was the end of the world and hung the calendar back on the wall and waited with an anxiety that could only be cured by prescription pills. That day didn’t mean much to the rest of the world, but to her it marked the slow descent into old age. That date was October 19th, the day Kate would turn forty. She finished the bottle of red wine and went up to her lonely bedroom and examined the long, blue dildo a friend bought her as a gag gift. Then she wondered how much of the gift was supposed to be a joke and how much of it was supposed to be serious.
That was a year ago, and now that the day was here, she felt a little better about it, or at least she no longer felt doomed. She couldn’t say she felt any different than she did when she turned thirty-nine or thirty even, but she couldn’t help but notice all of the things she didn’t have. Kids, a husband, not even an ex-husband. And a boyfriend? Of course not. The only men that approached her were younger men under the illusion that she would actually be grateful to give them a blow job, or men that were married and tired of their wives. None of them wanted to live with her and learn about her career in accounting, or her college education, or her love of travel. So she often ended up going home by herself, starved of physical intimacy.
Once she reached her thirties, the number of single men that wanted to build a relationship had reduced significantly. She had come to the realization that she spent much of her life by herself and the idea weighed on her. Now that she was forty she thought of her singularity differently. It wasn’t the conversation or emotional attachment she missed, after all she had her friend Ashley for that, but she missed being touched. She missed being kissed and even at times, missed feeling like a whore. Her emotional urges had begun to wane but the physical urges remained and even intensified some nights. Secretly she wished a well hung man would break through her front door, bend her over the couch, pound her pussy then leave without even saying thank you.
At six, her doorbell rang and it was her best friend Ashley, on time as always. She wore a short cocktail dress that showed off her long slender legs and had a neckline that plunged low and left little to the imagination. Kate was always jealous of Ashley’s breasts. They were the kind that were admired by men and women alike. She had always wanted see Ashley topless and feel them for herself, but it was too awkward for her to ask, despite being friends ever since college. Ashley was thirty-eight but was frequently thought of as being much younger. When the two of them went out to bars, the bartender always asked Ashley for her ID. The only time Kate ever felt insecure about her own appearance was when she and Ashley got dressed up to go out. Kate knew men found her attractive, but compared to Ashley…
“Happy birthday!” Ashley said and hugged Kate. She felt Ashley’s massive breasts press against hers and she enjoyed their softness. “You look nice,” Ashley said, “I love how red looks on you.”
Kate looked down at her red dress and straightened out some of the wrinkles. “Thank you,” she said, “I wasn’t sure what else to wear.”
“Well it looks great, you have a nice ass, I wish mine was more like yours.”
Ashley’s vain admission boosted Kate’s confidence. She always knew she had a nice ass.
“I made reservations for us at seven, so we still have a while before we have to leave. I brought wine while we wait,” Ashley said.
Kate set a couple of wine glasses on the table and the two of them sat on the couch. Ashley uncorked the wine and filled both glasses to the top, “We have quite a bit of time,” she said as though to justify the amount of wine she had poured. Ashley flipped her long dark hair behind her shoulder. Everything about her secreted sexiness. Her posture, her smell, the glow of her skin, it drove people wild and her dating habits reflected that. She had a new boyfriend every month and sometimes she had more than one. Her sexuality was a venom that turned grown men into little boys and she got whoever and whatever she wanted. There were even times when Kate would have done whatever she asked.
“So how does it feel, being forty?” Ashley asked.
“It doesn’t feel that different, but recently I‘ve been re-evaluating my previous history with men and found it unexciting, like I wasted my youth,” Kate said.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, sexually. I’ve only slept with three guys, and it was just boring sex. I wish I had been more adventurous you know.”
“It’s not too late, you look great, there are lots of guys you could bag if you wanted.”
“I know, and lately I’ve been wanting to a lot. Last week I did something I don’t normally do.”
Ashley sipped from her wine and her eyes lit up with excitement. She loved a good sex story, especially when it involved someone she knew. “Please tell me,” she said and smiled eagerly.
“Last week when you called to ask if I wanted to do anything for my birthday, I was doing something a little embarrassing.”
Ashley set her glass down and brushed her hair back. She stuck her chest out as she did this and caught Kate glance at her breasts. “Go ahead, don’t be shy. I want to know the details.”
“Well, I was watching porn. I don’t normally do that, but I needed to see something. I was sitting here by myself and I just started fantasizing about everyone. The cashier at the grocery store, my old college professor, a mechanic that changed my tire once, I couldn’t stop and I wanted to see it. I wanted to see people fuck each other. So I got on the internet and started watching video after video. I had been watching for about two hours when you called, just watching, nothing else. My cell phone was in my lap and when you called it vibrated, and feeling the vibrations on my vagina while I watched felt so good. It did something to me. It awakened a sexual desire that had been sleeping for years.”
“Is that why you didn’t call back until the next day?”
“Yes, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. Keep going, what did you do next.”
“Well, I was so horny I went to the bar downtown where all the college guys hang out. I wasn’t there for very long, I just wanted someone, no, needed someone to fuck me. I ordered a drink, found a young, cute guy sitting in the corner by himself and went over to him. I wasn’t sure what to say at first, but it didn’t really matter, I wasn’t there to talk. I sat next to him and asked if he was alone. He said yes. I grabbed his cock and he was stunned. I felt it grow in my hand and I could tell it was a big one. ’Are you bored? Want to get out of here?’ I asked him, then we ended up in his car. I’ve never seen a man so horny in my life. He ripped off my clothes with no problem. Within seconds of crawling into the backseat of his small car, we were naked and I was sitting on his dick.”
“How big was it?” Ashley asked. She started to become flush and noticed her hands moving up and down her legs like they were in control of themselves. She loved hearing Kate talk like this. It was unlike her, Kate was normally conservative but perhaps turning forty made her feel a little different after all.
“It was very big, at least eight inches, maybe longer. I’ve never felt a dick that far inside me before. Just thinking about it makes me short of breath. I
was sitting on his lap and we faced the same direction, out the front window. His hands grabbed my breasts firmly and left handprints afterward. It was cool, but I still managed to perspire a little. I held onto the headrests of the seats in front of me and I bounced up and down on his dick. I did all the work, all he had to do was sit there and enjoy it. Then he started talking.”
“What did he say?” Ashley asked. Her hand was now between her legs and her fingers rubbed into her panties.
“ He asked, ‘do you like that?’ Yes, I said. ’Of course you like that, you’re a little whore aren’t you?’ he said. No one has ever talked to me like that, but I liked it. Yes, I’m a whore, I said. ‘You like my dick in your pussy, you’re nothing but a slut,’ he said. And I started to feel a climax coming on. It started small inside my chest and grew and grew. I felt his hands bouncing up and down with my tits. I felt his mouth on the back of my neck and most of all I felt his cock going up and down deep into my pussy. I’m a whore, I’m a whore, I kept repeating and finally, I climaxed, hard. I stopped breathing for a moment, then I sighed and started to gyrate on his lap until he came. I licked my lips and caught my breath and when I opened my eyes, I saw a crowd of guys circled around the car. They had been watching the whole time, and started cheering. I was so embarrassed, but I have to admit I found it kind of exciting.”
Kate looked over the rim of her wine glass as she raised it to her mouth and noticed Ashley’s dress had been pushed up and she could see the bottom of her panties- black lace to match her dress. “Oh, sorry,” Ashley said and pulled her dress back down to her knees. “That’s okay,” Kate said and felt herself blush.
Ashley was surprised to see that she had already finished her glass of wine. She poured herself another glass and took a long breath to control her rising libido. “So will you see this guy again? Did you get his number?” she asked.
“I didn’t even get his name,” Kate said.
“Okay, see, you still have it in you. What else do you want to try?”
“I’m not sure. I’ve never really done anything. I’ve never done any role playing, I’ve only had sex in three positions, I’ve never been eaten out…”
“Have you ever been with a woman?” Ashley interrupted.
Kate covered her mouth and giggled like a teenager. Even though she often expressed her desire to settle down and get married, Ashley found that staying single gave Kate a youthful and girlish spirit. Her modest, bashful habits projected a submissive personality that often made Ashley fantasize about her on nights that she couldn’t sleep. In her imagination, Ashley has had sex with Kate more than once.
“After my high school prom I went to a party and had a little too much to drink. A girl in my chemistry class came over with her boyfriend and he dared us to kiss, and after he encouraged us for a while we finally made out a little. But I’ve never done anything else with a woman,” Kate said.
Now the pheromones started to get to Ashley. She lost interest in Kate’s birthday, or their friendship, or who Kate was at all. She thought of her differently now. Kate was bait, and Ashley started to fall for it.
She took her hands and pushed her breasts up and adjusted the way they fit in her dress, the same trick she used to pick up men who sat close by. She glanced up and saw Kate watching. Kate’s sexuality was never in question, but she appreciated a nice pair of tits the same way men do. It wasn’t uncommon to catch Kate staring at another woman’s cleavage.
“Did you enjoy it?” Ashley asked.
“Huh?” Kate said, distracted by Ashley massaging her tits. She took a gulp of wine, a little embarrassed by staring at Ashley in such an intimate way. The worst part was, she knew she had been caught.
“Kissing a girl? Did you like it?”
Kate nodded her head as she continued to sip from her wine. “Her lips were full bodied and much softer than a man’s. I’ve kissed quite a few guys since then, but I have never kissed another pair of lips like hers,” she said.
Ashley scooted closer to Kate on the couch. She removed the glass of wine from Kate’s hand and asserted her dominance. Kate felt herself become nervous. Ashley brushed the thin strap of her dress and allowed it to slide down her shoulder. Kate watched intently and knew she was closer to getting her wish, closer to seeing Ashley’s breasts.
“Did her lips feel like this?” Ashley asked and leaned in and kissed Kate on the mouth, softly then slowly drew away to see Kate’s reaction. Kate breathed in deeply and her chest stuck out. She closed her eyes, “again,” she whispered. Ashley put her hand on the back of Kate’s neck and pulled her close to her.
Ashley‘s lips were soft and Kate wondered if everything on her felt this way. She parted her mouth slightly and allowed Ashley’s tongue inside. She tasted the wine they had been sharing. She started to feel electricity flowing from her lips to her vagina. She wanted to feel more of Ashley.
Ashley felt the other dress strap slide down her shoulder. She pulled away from Kate once again, and Kate sat there spellbound and unsure of what to do. She took another sip of wine to try to calm herself, but it didn’t work. Her heart raced and she felt young and naïve. Ashley watched Kate struggle with her nervous habits and it reminded her of the first boy she had sex with at age sixteen, the way she sat there shy and unsure of how she should act, it was adorable.
“How was that?” Ashley asked with a flirtatious tone.
Kate refilled her glass and was disappointed when the last few drops dripped from the bottle and rippled the surface of her wine. “It was better than my classmate,” she said quietly.
“Did it make you want to have sex with me?”
“I don’t know.”
“How about now?” Ashley asked. Ashley pulled her dress down to reveal her perfect tits. They were round and large, yet proportionate to her body. The nipples were small and perfectly pink. Kate imagined all the guys that Ashley had been with in her life and how many of them were lucky enough to stick their dick’s between her tits and fuck them. She imagined putting her face in them and breathing them in. “Touch them,” Ashley said. Kate placed her hands on Ashley’s tits and brushed her nipples with her fingertips. They became hard as she did this and Ashley sighed with pleasure. She grabbed them and began to massage them.
They were so soft that Kate just wanted to suck on them. She leaned in and stuck her face between them and they were like silk on her cheeks as she turned her head back and forth between them. She licked Ashley’s hard nipples and Kate heard her moan. It was as pleasant and exciting as Kate had ever imagined.
Ashley brushed Kate’s hair with her hands as Kate continued to kiss her breasts. She wanted to know how far she could take it, what Kate was willing to do. “Hold on one second,” Ashley said and Kate sat up, disappointed that her fun was interrupted.
Ashley pulled her dress over her head, and Kate saw her long, slender legs, her black lace panties, her tight stomach and her beautiful tits. Ashley reclined in a more relaxed position and Kate leaned in to continue fondling and playing with her breasts. But Ashley stopped her short by holding her hand out in front of her. “Aren’t you going to take off your dress?” Ashley asked. Kate hesitated, “I don’t know if I feel comfortable with that,” she said.
“Why not, you’re beautiful.”
“I’ve never been with a woman…”
Before Kate could finish her thought, Ashley sat up, grabbed the bottom of Kate’s dress and pulled it over her head. “There,” she said then she touched Kate’s breast and it excited her. Her warm hands stimulated Kate’s nipples by twisting them softly. Then when they were erect, Ashley flicked them with her tongue. The anticipation of sex started to get to Kate. She wanted to give Ashley an orgasm. She wanted to have an orgasm.
Ashley laid back on the coach, opened her arms and made a slight waving motion with her hands, inviting Kate to join her. Without hesitation, Kate laid on top of her. Their hips moved back and forth and grinded together. Kate sucked gently on Ashley’s soft neck and caused her
to giggle in delight.
Ashley grabbed Kate’s perky ass and gripped it hard with her hands and pulled her pelvis close to her. She reached down and found Kate’s clit with her finger and rubbed gently until Kate began to moan. She pressed harder and used the friction of her cotton thong against the lips of her vagina. Kate began to breathe harder as she continued. She felt moisture leak through the cotton fibers of Kate’s thong and she knew she was really enjoying it. Kate began to nibble at her breasts once again, and she knew she had Kate exactly where she wanted her.
“Stop,” Ashley said, and Kate looked at her confused. Had she done something wrong? Ashley was squirming beneath her and Kate interpreted this as pleasure, but she suddenly started to question herself.
Ashley slid out from beneath Kate and stood by the couch. Her tits glistened with Kate’s saliva. “Lay on your back,” Ashley instructed.
Kate did what she was told. She laid stiff on the couch as she watched Ashley position herself at her feet. Ashley smiled at her, “relax,” she said and sat on the couch. Ashley used her hand to spread Kate’s legs. She leaned down and kissed the crotch of Kate’s thong, and Kate moaned deeply. She felt the cotton of her thong rub against her vagina as Ashley’s tongue worked back and forth.
“Ooooo,” Kate moaned.
“Do you like how that feels?” Ashley asked as she rubbed the crotch of her thong with her long fingers. Kate closed her eyes and nodded her head. She licked her lips as Ashley continued to play with her pussy.
Suddenly she felt Ashley slide her thong down her legs. She heard a light tap that she guessed to be the thong dropping on her hardwood floor. She kept her eyes closed and focused on the pleasures that Ashley would bring to her. She felt a finger slide into her pussy, then slowly slide back out. This happened a few times and made Kate moan. Then she felt something she had never felt. Something warm and moist slide up the opening of her cervix.
“Ohhh… Ohh,” she moaned as it continued up her stomach. Was that a tongue? She opened her eyes and looked down. Ashley’s head was buried between her legs. No-one had ever performed oral on her before, and she never would have guessed that her first time would be with a woman.
