Seduced By Sharon:
So, the elevator story. Several years ago, I had a major case and, Sharon, a young lawyer, was assigned to help me. Adorably gorgeous, I had a crush on her immediately. And apparently she had one on me. I loved the way she dresses. She would wear a gauzy top with designs in the right places, but her bra was visible underneath. It was really sexy and I loved it.
A few months later, we had a department outing and she (Sharon) and I planned to sit together at the dinner. She wore a black see through top as I described and a black bra underneath short skirt and black pantyhose. After dinner, we all went to an outside bar for drinks. Sharon and I sat together apart from the others and talk turned to sex. She had just broken up with her boyfriend and was thinking that maybe she had been mistaken about her sexuality. She knew that I was a lesbian and she began to talk about her attraction to women. She was getting more and more graphic and I was getting more and more aroused. She must have sensed this because she excused herself and when she came back, I saw that she had removed her bra. Her breasts were plainly visible, with dark hard nipples. She began to run her hand up and down my thigh. I was getting really aroused and we were not in a place where that was appropriate. She said "we should leave." And we did. Our rooms were on different floors and hers was first. When the elevator stopped, she got out and looked at me expecting me to follow. "Sharon, I would love to, but I don't think it would be appropriate." "I understand." And we went our separate ways. To be continued
A few weeks after the firm outing, she and I had to go to Denver and then Detroit to prepare client witnesses for depositions. On the flight to Denver, we were sitting together working over preparation outlines. Sharon had on polo type shirt and slacks. At some point during the flight, she went to the lavatory and returned, but she had taken off her bra. Her nipples were hard and erect and visible through her top. Then as she leaned in to continue working, she hunched her shoulders so that the front of her top opened to give me a full view of her tits. Then, she looked at me "I hope you don't get cold feet this time."
After the bra incident, the flight was relatively uneventful. Except that as we were working together, Sharon was stroking the inside of my thigh. I decided I wasn’t going to do anything about it, plus it was quite arousing. I wasn’t sure if she wanted to fuck me – I had a pretty good idea. I also decided that if she did, I was not going to object. I had really wanted to fuck her at the firm party but chickened out. As she stroked my thigh, I became much more into the idea of having sex with her, but she had to make the first move.
On our way from the airport to our hotel, Sharon invited me to join her for dinner. I accepted immediately. Now I had to decide what to wear. I wanted to show off my tits (small like hers) so I chose a slinky satin top that grazed my nipples through my skimpy, sheer bra and a short loose-fitting skirt.
After dinner, I suggested that we go back to my room to finish our bottle of wine. I opened the door and we both flopped down on each end of the sofa.
‘You’re not yourself tonight. What’s going on with you?’ Sharon asked.
I sighed deeply. “My girlfriend just moved out. Oh my god Sharon, I’m sorry to be so blunt, I can’t help but say it as it is!” I apologized and tears pricked the backs of my eyes and started to roll down my cheeks. Sharon shuffled over from her end of the sofa and sat facing me sideways on, pulling me into her shoulder.
‘Hey, don’t cry! You deserve so much more. You are beautiful, kind and funny. Don’t ever forget that her loss is someone else’s gain.’
I snuffled into her shoulder, grateful for her support when I felt so low.
‘Hey, look at me.’ She pushed my shoulders away from her and I brought my eyes up to look at her.
Sharon moved forward and kissed me softly on the lips. I pulled back in shock at the contact. Taking my face in both her hands, she kissed me again, her lips softly bushing against mine and then I felt her tongue stroke the seam of my lips. I exhaled, opening my mouth to accept her tongue as she gently pushed for a deeper kiss. Her tongue explored my mouth, stroking inside, increasing the pressure and my heart started to beat so fast. I was not sure how to react, part of me was so unsure but that other part of me wanted it and more.
She pulled back, smiling at me and stroking my cheek. Her caresses continued, her hands stroking the sides of my neck, below my ears and down to my collar bone, just soft, delicate touches, her other hand at the back of my neck, relaxing me with her touch. Her fingers moved to the v in my blouse, and she slowly began to undo the buttons, lower and lower until she had them all undone and was pulling the fabric out that was tucked in my skirt exposing my front to her.
Again, her fingers danced lightly over my skin moving back up to tease my small nipples. My nipples pebbled hard under the gauzy translucent fabric and her nails skimmed tantalizingly over them, the pads of her fingers fondling the flesh around my nipples. My heart was beating furiously, my pussy felt wet and ached unbearably, I felt drunk, partially from the wine but predominately from her attention.
Sharon moved forward again kissing me open mouthed, inviting me to explore her with my own tongue. Hesitating nervously, she sucked my bottom lip with her own, releasing it with a sigh, I flicked out my tongue and licked her lips, finally plucking the courage up to venture my tongue into her mouth. Our kiss was luxurious, a slow dance of tongues, helping me to relax further.
Her exploring hands moved back down to my nipples, circling the aching buds, scratching across the **** flesh, the sensations ricocheting down to my clit as I moaned into her mouth. Moving across to the catch at the front of my bra she released my breasts, the material springing away baring my tits. Gently she moved the material out of the way, cupping one of my breasts, rolling the nipple between her finger and thumb twisting and pulling at the sensitive flesh, then moving over to treat the other one the same. My nipples tightened further, my clit was now throbbing, her splayed fingers slid lightly over my protruding tightened tit, vibrating as each digit rubbed past. The sensations were so erotic, I wanted more, needed her to help stop increasing throb in my clit.
I moaned into her mouth again, she stopped kissing me, moved back and looked into my eyes,
“Tell me……. is this what you want?”
“Yes ……” I whispered in response.
Kissing my neck, her tongue licked behind my ear, I could feel her quickened breath on my skin. Her hand left my breasts moving down, seeking the hem of my skirt, pulling and tugging. I lifted my behind off the couch and Sharon pulled until my skirt was bunched around my waist, exposing my panty covered crotch. Her hand moved down to my knee closest to her, applying some pressure as she drew circles on my inside leg with her fingers. By now, overcome with the urge to sate my need, I didn’t hesitate to open my legs for her, pushing my knees as far apart as the sofa would allow.
Achingly slowly her fingers inched up my thighs in tiny increments, teasing me beyond words, I wanted this so, so bad, my breath coming in short pants. Finally, she cupped my mound, the heel of her hand pressed against my pubic bone, her fingers rested lightly against my slit, and her fingertips against the wet material of my crotch. She continued to caress the skin on my chest lower and lower until her mouth closed over one of my nipples, drawing the tingling flesh into her mouth, sucking hard.
The welcomed contact caused my hips to buck into her hand pushing her fingers tighter against my slit, her mouth alternating between suckling and flicking each of my nipples with her tongue. Never, in all my years had I wanted to come so bad. Masturbating holding a vibrating dildo against my clit watching lesbian porn had never brought me to this wild heightened state. I didn’t know what to say, I wanted more, so much more.
“Please do me …” I whined at Sharon.
She still didn’t move, continued to lavish her attentive mouth on my breasts, her hand so tantalizingly still against the front of my pussy.
“I need you to…………make……….me………..come!” I gasped.
She dragged her fingers up and slid them inside my panties, parting my labia, one of her fingers probing my wetness, stroking up and down, avoiding my clit. I gasped at the contact, bucking up again and again circling my hips to increase the pressure of her finger on my most sensitive parts.
“Shhhh…..relax…..take it slow….. I want you to realize how good I can make you feel” she whispered against my breasts. “I’ve wanted to fuck you since the day I met you.” “I know.” I could feel her fingers find the waistband of my panties and pulled them down to expose my pussy.
She dipped her fingers into my wetness pooling at the entrance to my pussy and then touched my clit, slowly applying pressure, circling her fingertip over the nub, over and over, massaging it back and forth, at the same time she continued to suckle my nipples.
The touch and speed of the circles on my slippery flesh became harder and faster as the pressure of my orgasm built, my body tightened, my fingers dug into the plush cushions of the sofa. Her mouth sucked harder, biting the sensitive flesh and then soothing the bite with the swipe of her tongue. Her finger now flicked quickly over my clit, sensations shot across my body as I was tipped over the orgasm ledge. I moaned loudly as I came hard, never had I had such a climax, my body spasmed and I felt my cunt walls contract and pulse. Sharon slowed the massaging of my clit as I panted through the intensity of my orgasm, my legs felt like jelly and I felt so relaxed.
“Hey, earth to Ellen?” Sharon whispered looking deeply into my eyes. She kissed me again, passionately, her tongue caressing my mouth.
“Are you okay?”
I nodded dumbly in answer to her question.
“I haven’t even started to show you how I can make you feel. Can I stay with you tonight, please?’ she pleaded.
Suddenly embarrassed at my nakedness I was unable to answer. Sharon stood up quickly, reaching for my hand, she pulled me to my feet. My skirt fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained open with my unfastened bra d****d to my sides. I looked down at my exposed breasts, she put her fingers under my chin and pulled my face back up to meet hers, stroking down the slope of one breast to circle my nipple, the flesh tightening in response, she quietly said,
“Let’s go to bed.”
Grasping my hand again she pulled me up from the sofa and led me to the bedroom. She pulled me deeper into the room until we were next to the bed. Sharon then pulled my blouse and bra from my shoulders, letting them drop to the floor. She pulled her own blouse over her head, revealing small breasts which showed off her taut protruding nipples, moving forward she embraced me and kissed me hungrily.
Breaking away, she reached behind me and unzipped my skirt, letting it fall to the floor, then knelt at my feet and pulled my panties down and motioned me to step out of them. She leant forward, breathing against my mount, kissed my slit and returned to stand to face me. She then proceeded to unzip her slacks, sliding them down her legs to reveal her naked, bald pussy, kicking them off her feet as she moved in to kiss me again.
Our kisses became more passionate as she again **** attention to my breasts, rolling and pinching the nipples between her fingers and thumb. Emboldened I reached for her breasts, relishing in the softness of the skin, the nipples hard as I rubbed my palm against them. She pushed me down on the bed on my back and moved to straddle my hips, instantly I felt her wet pussy against my mound. I looked down and could see her labia shiny with her juices. She leaned in again to kiss me, our tongues dualling, teeth banging as she rubbed herself against my pubic bone and moaning into my mouth.
Maneuvering herself further back, she hooked her right leg underneath my left one until our pussies were kissing and she started to rub herself against me. The sensation was electric, our wet lips slurping against one another, she pulled my left knee up to her chest and started to ride me hard. Our clits rubbed against each other, sliding over our soaked pussies, grinding down against our pubic bones, our orgasms building as we mashed our bodies together.
We were both covered in a sheen of sweat as we panted from the exertion of our clashing orgasms, the slurping of our pussies against each other echoed loudly in the room, the noise exciting us further. As we both reached our climax, we cried out simultaneously, clinging to one another as our exertions slowed, grinding out the last throes of our orgasms.
Collapsing on the bed, Sharon and I laid side by side, breathing hard with our legs still entwined, I kissed her and moving to lay on my back.
“Where did you learn to do that?” I asked.
“I’ve been watching a lot of porn before this trip. You have no idea how much I have wanted to do this to you.”
I must have drifted off for a while, I was awoken by Sharon suckling on my breasts, I lay still with my eyes closed absorbing those wonderful sensations once again, appreciating those little sparks shooting down to my pussy making me wet. Her tongue circled over each of my nipples, pinching tightly between her teeth, sucking and pulling the flesh taught, over and over again she repeated the attention on each breast.
“Are you marking me?”
“You bet. I want you to think of me each time you look in the mirror.”
I felt like I was so close to orgasm from just her attentions to my tits and knowing I was being marked, but that elusive orgasm just wasn’t quite within reach. But, I was panting from her teasing, my juices trickling down my slit. Her mouth left my breasts, she kissed and licked her way down my stomach, moving over to suck on the flesh covering my hip bones. I felt the bed move as she maneuvered herself between my legs, pushing them wide apart until the side of my knees touched the mattress. I sat up on my elbows, my heart beating faster and faster as I watched her mouth move closer and closer to my pussy.
“You are so wet” Sharon whispered.
I gasped as she drew the flat of her tongue from my opening all the way up to my clit. The feeling was so electric and the sight so erotic as she paused over my clit to look up at me and show my creamy juices on her tongue before taking them into her mouth to savor them. She continued to lap at me, her mouth and tongue licking and slurping up my copious juices as strings of pussy juice stretched between her mouth and my pussy. The sensations ramped up as I watched her devour me. Then she moved to my clit, pushing my pubic mound upwards to tighten the skin and pulling the hood back to reveal my **** of nerves. Her tongue darted out and flicked the hard nub back and forth, the ripples of pleasure causing me to buck my hips up to increase the contact.
Laying her other arm over my stomach to steady me, she placed her mouth over my clit and sucked hard rubbing the distended button with her tongue. She continued to suck and slurp as my hands **** in fists against the sheets as my orgasm built, by now I was moaning so loudly, encouraging her to up her efforts. I pushed my hips up, driving my clit harder against her sucking onslaught, my orgasm broke, my muscles tightened everywhere, my skin skittering little electric shocks across my body.
She continued to suck, even as the orgasm subsided and my flesh was so sensitive, I was struggling to stand it, she pushed and pushed me as the pain built into a second orgasm. Gasping for breath the second peak tore through me even more intensely than the first, my moans now wails as I crashed over. She eased off the pressure and gently lapped at the juices oozing from me as I tried to regain my breath.
Sharon moved back up to lay beside me, pushing my hair from my sweaty face and kissed me gently. I tasted myself on her lips and in her mouth, savoring my musky flavor and I licked my juices from her chin. I reached over and started to caress her breasts, feeling her nipples harden as I stroked the back of my fingers over them, gently rolling the buds between my fingers enjoying the sensation of tightened tits and tightly puckered nipples.
She moaned into my mouth and arched her back into my hands, encouraging me further. She broke our kiss and rolled onto her back with her arms above her head, offering me unfettered access to her body. Leaning my head on my hand, I watched myself stroking Sharon, relishing in post orgasmic bliss, feeling another woman’s soft flesh under my fingertips, finding it unbelievable that my fantasy was far better in reality than I’d ever imagined.
Drifting my exploring hand down between her breasts, over her belly button until I reached her bald pubic mound, my fingertips stroking her plump slit not applying any pressure enjoying teasing her.
“Open your legs for me…..let me touch you…….I want to feel you.” I urged.
Sharon moaned in response opening her legs immediately, I moved down the bed a little, sliding my fingers between her labia, instantly feeling her wetness, the slippery softness of her hairless pussy as I caressed up and down her slick folds spreading her copious juices around. Overcome by the urge to taste her, I slipped between her legs and moved my head to her pussy. What a sight! A pronounced hairless mound and pale outer lips. I pulled them apart with my fingers to reveal her deep pink inner folds, shining with her juices. I pulled wider to reveal her pussy opening secreting thick creamy juices; a gorgeous delicate pink clit peaked out from its hood.
I tentatively stuck my tongue out to taste her, she tasted very similar to me yet slightly different, musky, salty and sweet all at the same time. I lapped at her juices enjoying the flavor and listening to her moaning at my attentions.
Sucking my longest finger into my mouth to wet it, I then slid it slowly into her vaginal opening, delighting in the slickness of her pussy walls and her internal muscles clamping against the intrusion trying to pull my finger in deeper. I slowly pumped my finger in and out, watching my finger disappearing back and forth.
“Another finger” she instructed.
I inserted a second finger alongside the other and then a third, feeling her walls open to accommodate my fingers. I started to pump my fingers, knuckle deep into her, the squelching noises as my knuckles slapped against her juice coated labia exciting me further.
Leaning over, I sucked her clit into my mouth and drew the flesh in, trying to match the rhythm of my fingers with the drawing movements of my lips and tongue on her nub. Moaning and hissing her encouragement at me, Sharon demanded more; I just couldn’t seem to fuck her hard enough.
She reached over into her bag and produced a dildo, it was bright pink, substantial in length and girth, and offered it to me.
“Just fuck me hard!” she ordered.
Without hesitating, I grabbed it, removed my fingers from her cunt and immediately placed the head against her opening which was gaping from the absence of my digits. I watched in awe as her cunt took the phallus without any resistance, sliding in to the hilt, as deep as I could get it. I flicked the switch at the bottom to the maximum setting and felt the base buzz into life.
“Oh god! That’s it, now fuck me with it! Hard!” she moaned loudly.
I started to slide the pink phallus in and out of her, twisting it at the same time. The pink plastic was marbled with her creamy juices and her pussy lips were dragged back and forth by the object. I leaned forward again and sucked her clit into my mouth, sucking on the nub and pumping the cock into her faster and faster.
Sharon was gasping now, bucking up to meet the dildo pounding into her. Her body tensed, her hips remaining in the air as her orgasm built. I was euphoric, not only had I orgasmed, unbelievably twice from her but now I was finally fucking Sharon. It felt so erotic to be able to do this, I don’t know who was more turned on, myself or Sharon.
As her orgasm broke, I slowed down the pumping of the dildo and eased off her clit. I watched her juices push out around the pink plastic, dribbling onto my hand holding it. Never had I seen anything so erotic, as I watched the cream ooze out of her. I pulled the dildo from her making a popping sound and brought it to my mouth. I sucked her juices from the plastic and licked her cum from my hand, tasting her richness and Sharon watched me as she recovered from my attentions.
“God that is so sexy. Watching you clean my juices, sticking my dildo into your mouth to suck off my cum. Come here” she whispered.
I moved back to lay down beside her, my head resting on her shoulder, her arm around me and my hand palming her beautiful breast. Lying there quietly for a moment, thinking, I whispered “We should have done this a long time ago.” Sharon was asleep.
A few months later, we had a department outing and she (Sharon) and I planned to sit together at the dinner. She wore a black see through top as I described and a black bra underneath short skirt and black pantyhose. After dinner, we all went to an outside bar for drinks. Sharon and I sat together apart from the others and talk turned to sex. She had just broken up with her boyfriend and was thinking that maybe she had been mistaken about her sexuality. She knew that I was a lesbian and she began to talk about her attraction to women. She was getting more and more graphic and I was getting more and more aroused. She must have sensed this because she excused herself and when she came back, I saw that she had removed her bra. Her breasts were plainly visible, with dark hard nipples. She began to run her hand up and down my thigh. I was getting really aroused and we were not in a place where that was appropriate. She said "we should leave." And we did. Our rooms were on different floors and hers was first. When the elevator stopped, she got out and looked at me expecting me to follow. "Sharon, I would love to, but I don't think it would be appropriate." "I understand." And we went our separate ways. To be continued
A few weeks after the firm outing, she and I had to go to Denver and then Detroit to prepare client witnesses for depositions. On the flight to Denver, we were sitting together working over preparation outlines. Sharon had on polo type shirt and slacks. At some point during the flight, she went to the lavatory and returned, but she had taken off her bra. Her nipples were hard and erect and visible through her top. Then as she leaned in to continue working, she hunched her shoulders so that the front of her top opened to give me a full view of her tits. Then, she looked at me "I hope you don't get cold feet this time."
After the bra incident, the flight was relatively uneventful. Except that as we were working together, Sharon was stroking the inside of my thigh. I decided I wasn’t going to do anything about it, plus it was quite arousing. I wasn’t sure if she wanted to fuck me – I had a pretty good idea. I also decided that if she did, I was not going to object. I had really wanted to fuck her at the firm party but chickened out. As she stroked my thigh, I became much more into the idea of having sex with her, but she had to make the first move.
On our way from the airport to our hotel, Sharon invited me to join her for dinner. I accepted immediately. Now I had to decide what to wear. I wanted to show off my tits (small like hers) so I chose a slinky satin top that grazed my nipples through my skimpy, sheer bra and a short loose-fitting skirt.
After dinner, I suggested that we go back to my room to finish our bottle of wine. I opened the door and we both flopped down on each end of the sofa.
‘You’re not yourself tonight. What’s going on with you?’ Sharon asked.
I sighed deeply. “My girlfriend just moved out. Oh my god Sharon, I’m sorry to be so blunt, I can’t help but say it as it is!” I apologized and tears pricked the backs of my eyes and started to roll down my cheeks. Sharon shuffled over from her end of the sofa and sat facing me sideways on, pulling me into her shoulder.
‘Hey, don’t cry! You deserve so much more. You are beautiful, kind and funny. Don’t ever forget that her loss is someone else’s gain.’
I snuffled into her shoulder, grateful for her support when I felt so low.
‘Hey, look at me.’ She pushed my shoulders away from her and I brought my eyes up to look at her.
Sharon moved forward and kissed me softly on the lips. I pulled back in shock at the contact. Taking my face in both her hands, she kissed me again, her lips softly bushing against mine and then I felt her tongue stroke the seam of my lips. I exhaled, opening my mouth to accept her tongue as she gently pushed for a deeper kiss. Her tongue explored my mouth, stroking inside, increasing the pressure and my heart started to beat so fast. I was not sure how to react, part of me was so unsure but that other part of me wanted it and more.
She pulled back, smiling at me and stroking my cheek. Her caresses continued, her hands stroking the sides of my neck, below my ears and down to my collar bone, just soft, delicate touches, her other hand at the back of my neck, relaxing me with her touch. Her fingers moved to the v in my blouse, and she slowly began to undo the buttons, lower and lower until she had them all undone and was pulling the fabric out that was tucked in my skirt exposing my front to her.
Again, her fingers danced lightly over my skin moving back up to tease my small nipples. My nipples pebbled hard under the gauzy translucent fabric and her nails skimmed tantalizingly over them, the pads of her fingers fondling the flesh around my nipples. My heart was beating furiously, my pussy felt wet and ached unbearably, I felt drunk, partially from the wine but predominately from her attention.
Sharon moved forward again kissing me open mouthed, inviting me to explore her with my own tongue. Hesitating nervously, she sucked my bottom lip with her own, releasing it with a sigh, I flicked out my tongue and licked her lips, finally plucking the courage up to venture my tongue into her mouth. Our kiss was luxurious, a slow dance of tongues, helping me to relax further.
Her exploring hands moved back down to my nipples, circling the aching buds, scratching across the **** flesh, the sensations ricocheting down to my clit as I moaned into her mouth. Moving across to the catch at the front of my bra she released my breasts, the material springing away baring my tits. Gently she moved the material out of the way, cupping one of my breasts, rolling the nipple between her finger and thumb twisting and pulling at the sensitive flesh, then moving over to treat the other one the same. My nipples tightened further, my clit was now throbbing, her splayed fingers slid lightly over my protruding tightened tit, vibrating as each digit rubbed past. The sensations were so erotic, I wanted more, needed her to help stop increasing throb in my clit.
I moaned into her mouth again, she stopped kissing me, moved back and looked into my eyes,
“Tell me……. is this what you want?”
“Yes ……” I whispered in response.
Kissing my neck, her tongue licked behind my ear, I could feel her quickened breath on my skin. Her hand left my breasts moving down, seeking the hem of my skirt, pulling and tugging. I lifted my behind off the couch and Sharon pulled until my skirt was bunched around my waist, exposing my panty covered crotch. Her hand moved down to my knee closest to her, applying some pressure as she drew circles on my inside leg with her fingers. By now, overcome with the urge to sate my need, I didn’t hesitate to open my legs for her, pushing my knees as far apart as the sofa would allow.
Achingly slowly her fingers inched up my thighs in tiny increments, teasing me beyond words, I wanted this so, so bad, my breath coming in short pants. Finally, she cupped my mound, the heel of her hand pressed against my pubic bone, her fingers rested lightly against my slit, and her fingertips against the wet material of my crotch. She continued to caress the skin on my chest lower and lower until her mouth closed over one of my nipples, drawing the tingling flesh into her mouth, sucking hard.
The welcomed contact caused my hips to buck into her hand pushing her fingers tighter against my slit, her mouth alternating between suckling and flicking each of my nipples with her tongue. Never, in all my years had I wanted to come so bad. Masturbating holding a vibrating dildo against my clit watching lesbian porn had never brought me to this wild heightened state. I didn’t know what to say, I wanted more, so much more.
“Please do me …” I whined at Sharon.
She still didn’t move, continued to lavish her attentive mouth on my breasts, her hand so tantalizingly still against the front of my pussy.
“I need you to…………make……….me………..come!” I gasped.
She dragged her fingers up and slid them inside my panties, parting my labia, one of her fingers probing my wetness, stroking up and down, avoiding my clit. I gasped at the contact, bucking up again and again circling my hips to increase the pressure of her finger on my most sensitive parts.
“Shhhh…..relax…..take it slow….. I want you to realize how good I can make you feel” she whispered against my breasts. “I’ve wanted to fuck you since the day I met you.” “I know.” I could feel her fingers find the waistband of my panties and pulled them down to expose my pussy.
She dipped her fingers into my wetness pooling at the entrance to my pussy and then touched my clit, slowly applying pressure, circling her fingertip over the nub, over and over, massaging it back and forth, at the same time she continued to suckle my nipples.
The touch and speed of the circles on my slippery flesh became harder and faster as the pressure of my orgasm built, my body tightened, my fingers dug into the plush cushions of the sofa. Her mouth sucked harder, biting the sensitive flesh and then soothing the bite with the swipe of her tongue. Her finger now flicked quickly over my clit, sensations shot across my body as I was tipped over the orgasm ledge. I moaned loudly as I came hard, never had I had such a climax, my body spasmed and I felt my cunt walls contract and pulse. Sharon slowed the massaging of my clit as I panted through the intensity of my orgasm, my legs felt like jelly and I felt so relaxed.
“Hey, earth to Ellen?” Sharon whispered looking deeply into my eyes. She kissed me again, passionately, her tongue caressing my mouth.
“Are you okay?”
I nodded dumbly in answer to her question.
“I haven’t even started to show you how I can make you feel. Can I stay with you tonight, please?’ she pleaded.
Suddenly embarrassed at my nakedness I was unable to answer. Sharon stood up quickly, reaching for my hand, she pulled me to my feet. My skirt fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained open with my unfastened bra d****d to my sides. I looked down at my exposed breasts, she put her fingers under my chin and pulled my face back up to meet hers, stroking down the slope of one breast to circle my nipple, the flesh tightening in response, she quietly said,
“Let’s go to bed.”
Grasping my hand again she pulled me up from the sofa and led me to the bedroom. She pulled me deeper into the room until we were next to the bed. Sharon then pulled my blouse and bra from my shoulders, letting them drop to the floor. She pulled her own blouse over her head, revealing small breasts which showed off her taut protruding nipples, moving forward she embraced me and kissed me hungrily.
Breaking away, she reached behind me and unzipped my skirt, letting it fall to the floor, then knelt at my feet and pulled my panties down and motioned me to step out of them. She leant forward, breathing against my mount, kissed my slit and returned to stand to face me. She then proceeded to unzip her slacks, sliding them down her legs to reveal her naked, bald pussy, kicking them off her feet as she moved in to kiss me again.
Our kisses became more passionate as she again **** attention to my breasts, rolling and pinching the nipples between her fingers and thumb. Emboldened I reached for her breasts, relishing in the softness of the skin, the nipples hard as I rubbed my palm against them. She pushed me down on the bed on my back and moved to straddle my hips, instantly I felt her wet pussy against my mound. I looked down and could see her labia shiny with her juices. She leaned in again to kiss me, our tongues dualling, teeth banging as she rubbed herself against my pubic bone and moaning into my mouth.
Maneuvering herself further back, she hooked her right leg underneath my left one until our pussies were kissing and she started to rub herself against me. The sensation was electric, our wet lips slurping against one another, she pulled my left knee up to her chest and started to ride me hard. Our clits rubbed against each other, sliding over our soaked pussies, grinding down against our pubic bones, our orgasms building as we mashed our bodies together.
We were both covered in a sheen of sweat as we panted from the exertion of our clashing orgasms, the slurping of our pussies against each other echoed loudly in the room, the noise exciting us further. As we both reached our climax, we cried out simultaneously, clinging to one another as our exertions slowed, grinding out the last throes of our orgasms.
Collapsing on the bed, Sharon and I laid side by side, breathing hard with our legs still entwined, I kissed her and moving to lay on my back.
“Where did you learn to do that?” I asked.
“I’ve been watching a lot of porn before this trip. You have no idea how much I have wanted to do this to you.”
I must have drifted off for a while, I was awoken by Sharon suckling on my breasts, I lay still with my eyes closed absorbing those wonderful sensations once again, appreciating those little sparks shooting down to my pussy making me wet. Her tongue circled over each of my nipples, pinching tightly between her teeth, sucking and pulling the flesh taught, over and over again she repeated the attention on each breast.
“Are you marking me?”
“You bet. I want you to think of me each time you look in the mirror.”
I felt like I was so close to orgasm from just her attentions to my tits and knowing I was being marked, but that elusive orgasm just wasn’t quite within reach. But, I was panting from her teasing, my juices trickling down my slit. Her mouth left my breasts, she kissed and licked her way down my stomach, moving over to suck on the flesh covering my hip bones. I felt the bed move as she maneuvered herself between my legs, pushing them wide apart until the side of my knees touched the mattress. I sat up on my elbows, my heart beating faster and faster as I watched her mouth move closer and closer to my pussy.
“You are so wet” Sharon whispered.
I gasped as she drew the flat of her tongue from my opening all the way up to my clit. The feeling was so electric and the sight so erotic as she paused over my clit to look up at me and show my creamy juices on her tongue before taking them into her mouth to savor them. She continued to lap at me, her mouth and tongue licking and slurping up my copious juices as strings of pussy juice stretched between her mouth and my pussy. The sensations ramped up as I watched her devour me. Then she moved to my clit, pushing my pubic mound upwards to tighten the skin and pulling the hood back to reveal my **** of nerves. Her tongue darted out and flicked the hard nub back and forth, the ripples of pleasure causing me to buck my hips up to increase the contact.
Laying her other arm over my stomach to steady me, she placed her mouth over my clit and sucked hard rubbing the distended button with her tongue. She continued to suck and slurp as my hands **** in fists against the sheets as my orgasm built, by now I was moaning so loudly, encouraging her to up her efforts. I pushed my hips up, driving my clit harder against her sucking onslaught, my orgasm broke, my muscles tightened everywhere, my skin skittering little electric shocks across my body.
She continued to suck, even as the orgasm subsided and my flesh was so sensitive, I was struggling to stand it, she pushed and pushed me as the pain built into a second orgasm. Gasping for breath the second peak tore through me even more intensely than the first, my moans now wails as I crashed over. She eased off the pressure and gently lapped at the juices oozing from me as I tried to regain my breath.
Sharon moved back up to lay beside me, pushing my hair from my sweaty face and kissed me gently. I tasted myself on her lips and in her mouth, savoring my musky flavor and I licked my juices from her chin. I reached over and started to caress her breasts, feeling her nipples harden as I stroked the back of my fingers over them, gently rolling the buds between my fingers enjoying the sensation of tightened tits and tightly puckered nipples.
She moaned into my mouth and arched her back into my hands, encouraging me further. She broke our kiss and rolled onto her back with her arms above her head, offering me unfettered access to her body. Leaning my head on my hand, I watched myself stroking Sharon, relishing in post orgasmic bliss, feeling another woman’s soft flesh under my fingertips, finding it unbelievable that my fantasy was far better in reality than I’d ever imagined.
Drifting my exploring hand down between her breasts, over her belly button until I reached her bald pubic mound, my fingertips stroking her plump slit not applying any pressure enjoying teasing her.
“Open your legs for me…..let me touch you…….I want to feel you.” I urged.
Sharon moaned in response opening her legs immediately, I moved down the bed a little, sliding my fingers between her labia, instantly feeling her wetness, the slippery softness of her hairless pussy as I caressed up and down her slick folds spreading her copious juices around. Overcome by the urge to taste her, I slipped between her legs and moved my head to her pussy. What a sight! A pronounced hairless mound and pale outer lips. I pulled them apart with my fingers to reveal her deep pink inner folds, shining with her juices. I pulled wider to reveal her pussy opening secreting thick creamy juices; a gorgeous delicate pink clit peaked out from its hood.
I tentatively stuck my tongue out to taste her, she tasted very similar to me yet slightly different, musky, salty and sweet all at the same time. I lapped at her juices enjoying the flavor and listening to her moaning at my attentions.
Sucking my longest finger into my mouth to wet it, I then slid it slowly into her vaginal opening, delighting in the slickness of her pussy walls and her internal muscles clamping against the intrusion trying to pull my finger in deeper. I slowly pumped my finger in and out, watching my finger disappearing back and forth.
“Another finger” she instructed.
I inserted a second finger alongside the other and then a third, feeling her walls open to accommodate my fingers. I started to pump my fingers, knuckle deep into her, the squelching noises as my knuckles slapped against her juice coated labia exciting me further.
Leaning over, I sucked her clit into my mouth and drew the flesh in, trying to match the rhythm of my fingers with the drawing movements of my lips and tongue on her nub. Moaning and hissing her encouragement at me, Sharon demanded more; I just couldn’t seem to fuck her hard enough.
She reached over into her bag and produced a dildo, it was bright pink, substantial in length and girth, and offered it to me.
“Just fuck me hard!” she ordered.
Without hesitating, I grabbed it, removed my fingers from her cunt and immediately placed the head against her opening which was gaping from the absence of my digits. I watched in awe as her cunt took the phallus without any resistance, sliding in to the hilt, as deep as I could get it. I flicked the switch at the bottom to the maximum setting and felt the base buzz into life.
“Oh god! That’s it, now fuck me with it! Hard!” she moaned loudly.
I started to slide the pink phallus in and out of her, twisting it at the same time. The pink plastic was marbled with her creamy juices and her pussy lips were dragged back and forth by the object. I leaned forward again and sucked her clit into my mouth, sucking on the nub and pumping the cock into her faster and faster.
Sharon was gasping now, bucking up to meet the dildo pounding into her. Her body tensed, her hips remaining in the air as her orgasm built. I was euphoric, not only had I orgasmed, unbelievably twice from her but now I was finally fucking Sharon. It felt so erotic to be able to do this, I don’t know who was more turned on, myself or Sharon.
As her orgasm broke, I slowed down the pumping of the dildo and eased off her clit. I watched her juices push out around the pink plastic, dribbling onto my hand holding it. Never had I seen anything so erotic, as I watched the cream ooze out of her. I pulled the dildo from her making a popping sound and brought it to my mouth. I sucked her juices from the plastic and licked her cum from my hand, tasting her richness and Sharon watched me as she recovered from my attentions.
“God that is so sexy. Watching you clean my juices, sticking my dildo into your mouth to suck off my cum. Come here” she whispered.
I moved back to lay down beside her, my head resting on her shoulder, her arm around me and my hand palming her beautiful breast. Lying there quietly for a moment, thinking, I whispered “We should have done this a long time ago.” Sharon was asleep.
11 months ago
