That incident pushed me over the edge, and I decided to go ahead. We made plans for Sylvia to come to my house the next afternoon, when Sam would be working.
The next day I was so nervous, I smoked a joint before she got there. I took my time getting ready, and had just finished checking myself in the mirror when she knocked on the door. I opened the door to find her standing there in a little pair of jean shorts, and a pink tank top that showed off her perfectly shaped breasts and that fierce red hair. She came in and sat on the couch while I poured us some wine. I was still nervous, but also very excited, because when I looked at her I knew this was just what I wanted.
We sat on the couch for a while, flirting with each other, and then she took my hand and led me to my bedroom. I turned on the VCR, which I had loaded with a porno tape featuring two women. I was still kind of tense, so we sat at the end of the bed and watched the movie for a few minutes. As I began to relax, I glanced over at Sylvia and saw her staring at me. She leaned in to me and placed her soft, moist lips on mine. It was the most erotic feeling I had ever experienced. We fell back on the bed, exploring each other’s mouths with our tongues. Her fingers trailed up my arm and ran through my hair. She nuzzled my neck, then began to nibble on my ear and jawline. I couldn’t believe this was really going to happen at last.
I think we both realized at the same time that we were very much still dressed. I pulled her up and we feverishly started taking each other’s clothes off. She pushed me back and told me to lift my hips, then stripped off my shorts and thong in one slick motion. She spread my legs and smiled when she saw the dew dripping from my excited pussy. I wanted her to lick me so much. I had never been so turned on in my entire life.
Sylvia had other plans, however. She moved up my body and straddled my right leg. I could feel her soft bush rubbing on my thigh. She took my 38D breast in her hand and devoured my eraser-size nipple. Her lips tugged at it, sucking and teasing it. I was in heaven!
I felt her pussy humping my leg, and she left a trail of juice as she slithered down my body, her mouth bestowing wet kisses on my flesh. When she got to my pussy she let out a sigh, then crawled back up to me, kissed me softly, and told me that I had a beautiful cunt. Moaning, I took her head in my hands and gently pushed her back down to my needy pussy. She spread the lips of my cunt with her thumbs and massaged them, making them spread even wider. My head was spinning in a cloud of ecstasy, and I found myself pinching my rock-hard nipples. Sylvia gently touched my inner lips with her wet tongue, and I shuddered. When she pulled back, my hips automatically rose to follow her. She kept teasing me with little licks and sucks as she continued to massage my pussy lips. My clit was so hard it didn’t even feel real. Finally she zoned in on that hot button and started flicking her hard tongue back and forth on it.
Every part of my body reacted to what she was doing. My toes curled up and my nipples got even harder. My fingers pulled at the bedsheets. Just as I thought it could not possibly get any better, she slipped two fingers into my sloppy wet box and started finger-fucking me, her strokes getting faster and faster. Then she shoved her face deep into my crotch, wrapped her lips around my clit, and started sucking in rhythm with the movement of her fingers in my pussy.
That was it. My legs started to get hot, and a sensation I had never felt before came over me. My fingers dug into the bed, grasping for something to hold on to. My whole body quivered as I began to come harder than I ever had. My juices ran down Sylvia’s face as she removed her fingers and dived into my pussy, drinking every drop of the juices that were streaming from my pulsing center. I let out a low primal cry as I reached the peak of ecstasy. “Oh my God!” were my only coherent words, lost in a flood of moans and whimpers.
As I resumed something that resembled normal breathing, Sylvia moved up and wrapped her body around mine. I could not believe what I had just experienced, and all I could think of was tasting her pussy as she had tasted mine. I opened my eyes to look at her, and she was smiling. I took her face in my hands and whispered, “Thank you,” as I kissed her softly.
Those soft kisses soon became harder and more passionate as I rolled on top of her, rubbing our bodies together, my breasts pressing against hers. I moved down to those sensual breasts and squeezed them together, burying my face between them. Heaven! No wonder men love doing that. I moved back up to her and kissed her again, then took her arms and placed her hands above her head. “Don’t move those hands, or you’ll pay for it,” I said, grinning at her. I then slid down again, and this time I didn’t stop until I reached the sweet honeypot that I was going to have the honor of tasting.
She turned me on so much that my pussy was quivering again. I spread her legs and looked her up and down. She was a long-legged goddess. I took my time, placing wet kisses on her inner thighs, getting closer and closer to her waiting pussy. I could hear her already panting, and I think I was teasing myself as much as I was her. I placed my nose at the top of her slit and inhaled her scent as deeply as I could.
Once again my head was spinning. I had never imagined how erotic a woman could smell. That mixture of light sweat, spice, and sweetness was intoxicating. I spread her lips with my fingers, just as she had mine, staring at that beautiful pussy right in front of my face. My tongue came out as if of its own accord, reaching for that pussy, licking it from the bottom to the very top, just once. Sylvia let out a moan, and I felt her hands on my head, playing with my hair. I moved up, took her hands, and placed her arms back over her head. “I told you not to move them,” I said. “Now you’re going to have to come twice before I let you up.”
Sylvia smiled widely and whispered, “Okay.”
Going back where I belonged, I quickly slipped my long hard tongue into her steamy opening and started tongue-fucking her as hard as I could. She ground herself against my face as I circled her thighs with my arms to bring her closer. My fingers could still reach her bright red mound, and I spread her lips to expose her hot clit. It was so sexy, that swollen pleasure center. I attacked it recklessly, working my tongue back and forth. She started bucking wildly against my face and screaming, “Oh, fuck, baby . . . That’s it, don’t stop!” Was she crazy? There was no way in hell I was going anywhere! I slid two fingers into her pussy, hearing the sloshing sound of her juices as I pumped her with them. “More, give me more!” she moaned. I slipped in another finger, my tongue still flicking at that clit, and I felt her pussy walls begin to spasm. Her legs were shaking, and then she let out a scream so loud I thought the neighbors would hear. Her body stiffened for a long moment, quivering, and then slowly relaxed, her scream diminishing to a series of moans. My mouth covered her pussy. “Oohhh, shit! Yeah, take it all, sugar,” she panted as I slurped up the juices oozing from her box.
Slowly she recovered her breath, and I smiled at her, looking her in the eye as I licked my fingers clean. “That was fantastic!” she said, still panting. “Are you sure you haven’t done this before?”
I gave her a sheepish grin and said, “I’ve been wanting that for a long while, and something happened to me when I saw that beautiful pussy.”
After a few minutes Sylvia got up to get something to drink. As she walked back into the bedroom I looked up and said, “I think you need to come straddle my face.” She almost ran over to the bed and did exactly that. I opened my greedy mouth, straining to reach every part of her. I felt her outer lips on my face, and started plowing her hole with my sharp tongue. I looked up to see her staring down at me with the most erotic look in her eyes, a hunger that made me want her even more. I wanted to see how fast I could make her come. I nuzzled my nose into her and found her love button, then brought my lips to it and sucked it hard.
Sylvia went fucking wild. “Oh Jesus, suck that clit, oh yes!” She was gasping. “Oh, make me come, please make me . . .” Her voice trailed off and her body started to shudder, then she moaned loudly as her come drizzled down my chin. Listening to her having her second orgasm almost made me come, too, even without any ph
ysical contact.
Finally Sylvia climbed off me and planted a wonderful, sensual kiss on my lips. We looked at each other and in unison we said, “That was fantastic!” We melted into a heap of giggles, after which we relaxed and dozed off in each other’s arms.
When we awoke, Sylvia said she had to get home, but we made arrangements to see each other again. After several meetings, we decided we would get Sam to join us and give him a happy surprise. But that has to be another story for another time.
—U.Y., Lynn, Massachusetts
WHEN THE WOMAN OFFERED HER A RIDE,
SHE DIDN’T EXPECT IT TO BE QUITE SO WILD
About ten years ago I had an experience that, to this day, I find quite memorable and exciting. I have never shared this little secret with my husband, but it was such an incredible event that the details are still quite vivid in my mind.
It happened the summer after I graduated from high school. I had just turned eighteen in May, and something happened to my libido as soon as the weather got warm. By that point in my life, I’d had two or three boyfriends, but was still a virgin. My parents both worked, so I found myself alone quite a bit. I had a part-time job in the mall, but worked mostly evenings, so during the day I was free to ride my bike or walk to the local public pool, or just sunbathe in the backyard.
Anyway, all of a sudden I found myself in an almost constant state of arousal. Some days, just the simple act of applying suntan lotion would get me so excited that I would have to go back to my room and masturbate. I was developing nicely and I loved my body. I was petite—I still am—and stayed in shape by running, swimming, and biking. My legs were shapely and my breasts, although small, were nice and round. I enjoyed squeezing them and trying to lick my own nipples, an accomplishment that I found really exciting once I was finally able to do it.
There was a new apartment complex being built not far from our house, and I would sometimes walk or bike past there, even though it wasn’t on my way anywhere, because I enjoyed the looks the workers would give me. I liked to wear my bikini top, short cutoffs, and sneakers, and watch the heads turn as I went by. This was very exciting to me, and I often masturbated while imagining the construction workers watching me.
One particularly hot day I decided to walk to the library, about two miles away, to see if any of my friends were there. I put on my hot-weather outfit, slung my backpack over my shoulder, and headed out. I was about halfway there when a big white custom van passed me, going in the opposite direction. The van made a U-turn in a parking lot and pulled up beside me. The passenger’s window rolled down and a woman’s voice called to me. “Hi, honey. It sure is hot today. Do you need a ride someplace?”
I stepped over to the curb and leaned into the window. I wasn’t in the habit of accepting rides from people I didn’t know, but this woman looked nice enough, the soccer-mom type, and besides, it really was hot. I told her where I was going and she said it was on her way, so I tossed in my backpack and climbed into the front seat.
In the van’s air conditioning my nipples became instantly hard, but I didn’t mind. I actually liked the sensation. The woman was a pretty redhead of about thirty, with short-cropped hair. She wore a white blouse and loose-fitting khaki shorts from one of those places like Banana Republic. As we drove, she complimented me on my tan. She said it looked like I was spending my summer outside, “driving the boys crazy.” I felt like telling her how right she was, but chose to just smile instead.
She then said that she was thirsty and asked if I minded if she stopped to get something to drink. I said it was okay with me, so she pulled into the lot next to the 7-Eleven and, leaving the van running, ran inside. While she was gone, I looked around inside the van. There was a child’s car seat in the back and a few toys on the floor. Pretty normal, I thought.
The woman returned after about a minute, carrying two bottles of cold spring water. She got back into the driver’s seat and leaned over, offering one of the bottles to me. As she handed it to me, she placed her left hand on my thigh. I was startled and kind of froze. I looked down at her hand and noticed that she was wearing a gold wedding band. She leaned a little closer and gently kissed me on the cheek. That sent a shiver through my body and made my nipples tingle even more than they already were in the chilly air.
I didn’t know what to do. For a moment I thought about grabbing my backpack and jumping out of the van, but the sensations I was feeling kept me in my seat. I turned to look at her, and our faces were only about an inch apart. She closed her eyes and kissed my lips ever so lightly. I was tingling all over, and when she opened her mouth to kiss me again, I opened mine too. Her tongue was soft and gentle and tasted sweet in my mouth. I felt like I was going to melt. She slowly pulled her face away and whispered into my ear, “Do you want to go someplace more private?” I didn’t know where she wanted to take me, and I was unsure about what would happen when we got there, but I wasn’t totally in control of myself. My mouth had gone dry, so I just nodded.
Smiling, she pulled back onto the road. After driving a short distance, she turned the van into the driveway of a big, nice-looking house, opened the garage door with a remote, and drove inside. Once in the garage, she pushed the button on the remote again, closing the door behind us. She shut off the engine, but left the key in so the radio would still play.
I guess she saw my nervousness, because she put her hand on my leg again, saying, “It’s okay, honey. Don’t worry. I won’t bite . . . if you don’t.” Being pretty inexperienced at this kind of thing, I was embarrassed and told her that I didn’t know what to do. She smiled softly and whispered, “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll show you.”
She gently took my face in her hands and kissed me deeply. I have never been kissed like that in my life. My boyfriends had always been clumsy and grabby, trying to shove their tongues down my throat. But this was different; she was showing real passion and genuine feeling, and I tried my best to kiss her back the same way. After several minutes, we broke the kiss and, without saying anything, scrambled into the backseat like a couple of teenagers at a drive-in.
I sat down on the seat and she sat down next to me on my right. It was only then that she told me her name was Nora, and I told her mine. Slowly putting her left arm around my shoulder, she leaned toward me and we started kissing again. She held me close and, instinctively, my arms went around her. We pressed against each other, and the sensation of her breasts rubbing against mine was amazing. My head was spinning, both with lust and with the wonderment of what was happening to me.
Nora leaned against me a little harder, pushing me gently onto my back. Then she lay down on top of me, nudging her knee between my legs. Her thigh was rubbing against the crotch of my shorts and I was really starting to get worked up. She grabbed the thin string of my bikini top and pulled it up over my head, and it fluttered onto the floor.
She kissed me again, and her hands began to gently explore my skin. Starting at my face, her fingertips traced little lines down my neck, across my shoulders, and down to the tops of my tiny breasts. She stroked them lightly, her fingers coming closer and closer to my nipples. Once she found my little bumps, she began to pinch them, but not hard. Then she covered my breasts with her hands and squeezed gently.
When she pulled her face away from mine, I was panting like a marathon runner. She then started to work her kisses slowly down my neck, following the same path her fingers had just taken. When her mouth finally found my nipples, I let out a gasp so loud that it startled me. No one had ever sucked on my nipples before, and only my own tongue had ever touched them. I had always known that they were sensitive, but I hadn’t imagined that they could feel this good.
Nora was really giving my titties a good working over now, alternately squeezing them and licking and biting at the nipple. God, she was making me feel so good! I was starting to go a little crazy, rolling my hips and pushing myself against her leg. She let one hand sneak down between my legs and began rubbing the wet crotch of my shorts. I
moaned and started to buck against her. When I did that she pulled her hand away and started to unsnap my cutoffs. Pulling the zipper down, she tugged at them while I wriggled my bottom to get them off. They were so tight that it was a little tricky, but she was able to pull them past my sneakers and drop them on the floor.
Once my pussy was uncovered, I was even more conscious of how wet it was. Nora sat there gazing down at me while her hands gently stroked up and down my thighs and tickled my damp pubic hair. I spread my legs as wide as I could, thinking she was going to rub me until I came, but what she did next surprised me. Placing one hand on the inside of each of my thighs and pushing gently, she bent down to bring her face to my dripping sex. Oh my God, I thought, she’s going down on me! I had only heard about this, and couldn’t imagine what it would be like.
She gave me a long, slow swipe with her tongue, from my butt all the way to my wet curls. I made some kind of sound, but I’m not sure what it was. I didn’t have any control over the noises that came out of my mouth. Then she wrapped her arms around my thighs and buried her face in my crotch, fastening her mouth over my throbbing pussy and poking her tongue into me.
I threw my right leg over the back of the seat and braced my left foot on the floor. Pushing up with my hips, I tried to drive her tongue even deeper inside me. Her licking and sucking increased in speed and intensity, and soon I was moaning and humping wildly against her face while I pinched my own nipples. Lightning flashes were going off behind my eyes, and a thrashing orgasm tore through me. My body collapsed, my legs turned to rubber. I could only lie there like a dishrag, drenched in perspiration. Nora continued to lick and kiss all around my pussy, making my tummy quiver and contract involuntarily.
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